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Like
quicksilver sliding, filings magnetized, the distracted united. The tune began; the first note meant a
second; the second a third. Then down
beneath a force was born in opposition; then another. On different levels they diverged. On different levels ourselves went forward;
flower gathering some on the surface; others descending to wrestle with the
meaning; but all comprehending; all enlisted.
The whole population of the mind's immeasurable profundity
came flocking.
Between the Acts (128)
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