I remember, Id been c innocent blue, blue of a bo s morning milk and left beisraces of cloud around ted on t of perfect stillness -- a ill ral node of turning  I ing  did not kno s feataloned fate imminent in try very o ttle tent, my rack and, piece by piece, all my naturalists equipment. . . I must  to collect samples of te flora of ty place. Above t of ted city,  o s ed stillness.

    s. ated and precise as Zen s traps me.

    I am sure of it -- beat me as muc perfectly. Dont I?

    t sits in a ing all t unlike t  , and giggles; t ends all ters quot;yours entropicallyquot; and signs to t I and my fabulous retinue alled ourselves in tarot pack?

    But I ion ood around me as I  me; to a point, it is a sign of macs of black leatly studded ic patterns; tall boots; snug leggings of black leats t fitted closely over too, leaving only ttered like pebbles in a brook. ts bristled  t it migself after the hawk fell.

    t tied to torcycles and made me run, tumble, bounce beo t  admit te slo muc  of e and looked to me very mucal, a large terminal he grazes and bruises healed.

    I remember everytly. I kno; at nigreet. t sound confirms tence of the windows.

    Means maps of tars ic fits ed. t t of times s are out of order; oo. ar-spangled robes are dabbled tle and spilled food and ottered bodily effluvia, for e stle lusts and pleasures and t lets   at mealtimes, and ide you if you flincion, for ts a sure sign you arent in tune  Im not sure if ime; sometimes