It's Like A Squid In

There's An Ancient Saying In Japan, That Life Is Like Walking From One Side Of Infinite Darkness To Another, On A Bridge Of Dreams. They Say That We're All Crossing The Bridge Of Dreams Together. That There's Nothing More Than That. Just Us, On The Bridge Of Dreams.

There Is A Power In Names. Olakunde Told Us Of Ashe-the Power Which Runs Through All Things, Subtle And Flexible, Which Find Its Most Potent Expression In Human Utterance; So That It Is A Terrible Thing To Call Down Imprecations On An Enemy, Or To Wish For Anything But Good, For What Is Said Out Loud Is Forged Into Truth.

Its A Very 18th-century Thing To Have A Book Broken Into Several Volumes.

Perhaps His Gloom Was Due To His Profession, That He Lived Among Fallen Empires, And In Reading These Languages That Had Not Been Spoken By The Common Man In Centuries, He Had All About Him The Ruin Of Language, Evidence Of Toppled Suburbs, Grass Growing Among The Mosaics, And Voices That Had Been Choked With Poison, Iron, Age, Or Ash.

At Long Last, You May No Longer Distinguish What Binds You From What Is You.