May 19 (Air) Liber LXV, Cap II, v. 20-22
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**20. A little crazy boy that rode with me spake unto the swan, and said:
21. Who art thou that dost float and fly and dive and soar in the inane? Behold, these many æons have passed; whence camest thou? Whither wilt thou go?
22. And laughing I chid him, saying: No whence! No whither!
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**20. A little crazy boy that rode with me spake unto the swan, and said:
21. Who art thou that dost float and fly and dive and soar in the inane? Behold, these many æons have passed; whence camest thou? Whither wilt thou go?
22. And laughing I chid him, saying: No whence! No whither!
**"A little crazy boy..." I guess you have to be a little crazy to be taking this ride. This space of eternity is beyond the rational and beyond intellect. There is no goal and no destination. We are already here doing what we intend to do. Perfect insanity.
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