On painted feet red with the ochre of time , I enter the analogic world of the city. Like a bridegroom searching for his bride , but the bride I seek is the moment of encounter. For it is only then that a centre may be found and the Oracle revealed.

On painted feet red with the ochre of time , I enter the analogic world of the city. Like a bridegroom searching for his bride , but the bride I seek is the moment of encounter. For it is only then that a centre may be found and the Oracle revealed.

On painted feet red with the ochre of time , I enter the analogic world of the city. Like a bridegroom searching for his bride , but the bride I seek is the moment of encounter. For it is only then that a centre may be found and the Oracle revealed.

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