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CALLASSA
Invicta Veritate
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I AM ZA
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I love Callassa dearly
I have been with her forever and this interlude is an infinitesimal part of our togetherness
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While lying together upon our bed I felt her grip tighten around my waist. I was close to my love, yet forthwith to depart from a sleeping body. Soon to join with the alien forces at that earmarked future date. It would be immediate. There was something intervening in our transition. There were military aircraft flying low over the mansion. They could well be the Russian Space Force. Their screaming loudness was absolutely deafening. It was imperative we go now. It was likely we would be bombed. If that was the case we would never return to this state of being, this literal bed of roses red, with the perpetual music of the cosmos lulling, adoring. There were also loud noises erupting from outside. I was suspecting there were soldiers coming. Such an imposition now. I could hear vehicles too. Were they going to blow us to pieces? We had to leave. We would be gone twenty years. We would be gone for a duration of no time and the vehicles of war outside would have retreated from this instant.
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I was drawn toward what I thought was very strange looking vegetation, but distantly like the trees that I had often seen through the rear window of the mansion and while standing outside the front door. This vegetation was everywhere and it reached far beyond the clouds. There were massive leaves and massive flowers. The craft in which we were traveling and through which I could ‘see’, was able to pass through their substance. There came ocean, but it was of red colour. There was a different coloured light from the Sun and I thought this was red too, but I was unsure. I knew there were tens of thousands of attack vehicles in uniform sequence, both above and below us. I was aware of these because they appeared as balls of white light to my eyes. As soon as the enemy was encountered we would all disperse. My beauty Callassa was many. I wanted attention from the one I knew, but which one was she? Which? I was sitting, looking, aghast at all of this. There had been responses to my demands for her that over-burdened my senses and deluging me in imponderables. I remained where I was, gazing out and onto worlds fast made unrecognisable to me. I was in a space vessel that was even more indescribable in its form. There were no boundaries between it and objects, nor occupants, everything was overlapping, everything was inside something else. Shifting. Forwards. Backwards.
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CALLASSA
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I AM ZA
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CALLASSA
Invicta Veritate