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Blind Faith
And the people were fascinated by the sssa! Lava touches water, cools. Water heats. Water wraps its hands around the melting earth, to choke it, smash it, crush it. Reduce it to its powerless state. Then sssa! Earth and water consume each other. Water, flown apart, simply rises. Earth must be quelled, drawn downward. Gravity does this. And the people only see the sssa! The people bring a lunch, make a day of it, camp out. And soon, the people cook over the earth’s heat. The sun would blister their backs, make them fester, make them cook like lobsters, but the sun gave up. And the people let their eyes blister away, just staring at the inner earth, listening. Concerned only for the coming of the sssa! And the elements mingled, found each other in the earth, melting. Then found each other again as noxious vapors. And the people sat devoutly as their eyes, ears, and fingertips melted. Now. There is no more sssa! Water has won its upward passage, winding mistily towards a more celestial target. The people sit. Still. No eyes but burn marks, still singeing outwards. No ears to speak of, no tongues to hear. And the people believe. The people still hear the sssa!
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