By Year, by Day, and by each Moment:
The Abyss Cross’d, the Pathway stray’d.
Each Sacrifice doth mark the Road,
Each Slough: Old Flesh from New Flesh —flay’d!
Great Instants mark this Lightning-birth,
And far beyond both Womb and Grave —
From Dead Stars wast Mine Image made. — Andrew D. Chumbley
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Porthole View Onto a New Universe (redux) by GAR
Notes From the Laboratory by GAR
The Mind Seeks to Make Sense Out of Chaos (redux) by GAR
Porthole View Onto a New Universe (redux) by GAR
Notes From the Laboratory by GAR
The Mind Seeks to Make Sense Out of Chaos (redux) by GAR