The woods are full of secrets and in the secrets are hidden portals. By using my senses I can walk from place to place when the portals are aligned, from one sense to another with sight and sound and touch and smell and taste and something else, passing through the circles.
There is a pond hidden within the woods inside these circles, this is the place where I began, in the pond with the frond. The emanation of the ripples from the centre causes location and time to open before me, where the device of the eye opens to see all there is to see. Or something like that.
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I want to know what the something is - like that!
Something is a thing that some know and some don't, or something like that.
It is nothing like that.
It might be something like this.
I still don't know ... Why?
That's my name.
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