Do you watch the colors behind your eyelids?
Before you sleep? When you nap?
Indigo circles appear for the first time in my closed eyes.
Like lonely little street lights switching on during dusk.
They come now.
She does not take compliments well. Which is usually no problem. People tend to give compliments to feel better about themselves. But not him, she felt. Lo siento. And mægen was not just confidence and will, after all.
Such magical realism required mysticism. True sense.
The relationship to a/the Natural Mægen required forging using mythology, ritual, and metaphor. Primal communication of energy, forgotten under the mesmorism of conversation’s lilting song.
This was a source of their power.
The simple act of lying in bed togrther transforms.
Empowered by a ritual of sleep and dream enhancing their souls.
She felt. Keening each other up, right and proper.
She apologis/zed frequently for no good reason.
She foresaw lectures they would (had already) given
In Socratic circles.
Circles inside onlooking outter circles.
Issuing out into infinity.
Open secret x being the key from one circle to the next.
The Lovers leapt
Æ do word/(k)/s.
Ascribing NETZACH’s sphere with wandering fish hooks and and salmon ladders leading to the salvation found in spawning, and, dog loops with off leash areas, staying put in the middle of nowhere.