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From Luci: a Forbidden Soteriology


It is a poetic skill to be able to say and do what you mean at the same time. Is a poetic sense dominantly human or angelic? I am not meaning to put these two at odds, I just wonder. I know that angels don’t move by strictly human skill (or by human skin for that matter) but move instead by indelible passion: devotional extremes. I am devoted to and by embrasure, coordinates: a conjuring that conveys by amplifying or dimming brightness.

Trust the image as you see it. Trust the image, please. An image is a beneficial repertoire of fragments.

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