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first model, 2019

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The silence is all there is. It is the apha and the omega. It is God’s brooding over the face of the waters; it is the blended note of the ten thousand things, the whine of wings. You take a step in the right direction to pray to this silence, and even to address the prayer to ‘World.’ Distincitons blur. Quit your tents. Pray without ceasing.

Annie Dillard, Teaching a Stone to Talk, VI

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2016.

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Thus, on the threshold of our space, before the era of our own time, we hover between awareness of being and loss of being. And the entire reality of memory becomes spectral.

William Goyen, The Poetics of Space

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reversed falls 2.16.15.

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didn't have to lay on the ground in public or anything weird like that...