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A Corner Room
In the space adjunct to a corner room; I left the light on and walked to the dark end of the hallway that was quiet. Peace intruded upon the chaos that crept up on me loudly down there and swirling into mist I saw a figure. A figure that once knew me, and I he, hurriedly I ran from the dark corner and leaped into the air, out the window, spiraling below. Could I have been any more right, or was I dead? Never knew it, just walked on the spirits train and kept rolling up this funny white hill till we reached a large station in starry skies. Much to my surprise those around me (yes they were here now) did not seem alarmed at the nature of it all. Van Gogh himself had seemingly cut this little doorway into it and now we were there. Accepting did not come easy for me, I stepped off the train and stared inwards to only get a view from the outside. You see, the spectral ether that had become me was not yet cognizant and was unaware of my presence. Ethereal scents and visions obscured everything and nothing came to me readily. I was thinking that maybe, just maybe, this place was pansophy. No one else seemed to know anything either though, so I just left and went back to the room with the light on, that lonely adjunct space to a corner room.
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