What were then covered in dirt submerged as if the ground itself wished to contain some mystery some center some movement stillness and a few stones through the earth.
“We didn’t cross but pass the Atlantic that spot that pass that Mu
so beautiful so grand yet ahead of Homen
who raised throat so belching fire.
Given to Solon by Sonchis (Sais)
to be submerged in shakes and fits. They whisper Timaeus as an apology
for not speaking.”
Augustus but not Augustus.
Imagine your mind as the stretching of humanity.
We are not the same, no matter how beautiful a thought.