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November 23, 1926
Yet I am now & then haunted by
some semi mystic very profound life of a woman, which shall all be told on one
occasion; & time shall be utterly obliterated; future shall somehow
blossom out of the past. One incident—say the fall of a flower—might contain
it. My theory being that the actual event practically does not exist—nor time
either. But I dont want to force this. I must make up my Series book.
(D3 118)
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