TO THE ASIAN MARKETS we can be proud of our success and still not ready to believe we can survive at all the Asian markets fall there is a bubble in the smooth water of our sleep one sits up suddenly gasping for breath another tumbles out of bed having dreamt he was climbing but then a rung was reached that could be a snake and the attempt to step over may be the right way to enter pure air an ancient element and join with gravity a great power in our world to come home to earth formerly our goddess in a way which makes possible an old human aspiration eternal rest
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