If our eye could penetrate the earth and see its interior from pole to pole, from where we stand to the antipodes, we would glimpse with horror a mass terrifyingly riddled with fissures and caverns.Bina, Chapter 18
What do you see when you look down
Are they your feet, do they go in your stead
Are they shuffling, hoping from one to the next
Do they drag, leap or skip ahead
Are they covered, polished or painted
Do they carry you
Before the eyes of the weak and tainted
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