Sunday, September 27, 2026

Synesthesia

 Synestheria

It’s in our future.

Taste and see that the Lord is good—that’s a hint, a brush, a glimpse, a whisper.

Smell the future: Rosenstock.

There is no frigate like a book, to take us worlds away: Dickinson.

Hear, see, taste, touch, smell—each and all, each and all.

Hear smells, touch seeing, etc.

Fictional Amos Decker: blue is death, attacked by yellow threes.

Tongues of fire so that each hears in his own tongue.

A Scythian smells different than a Parthian, so they are different/two yet one in Christ.

Both three And One, God and Man.

One is acted on, Me. I act. We are one, but They and each/all planetary service.

Time Cup (ERH), betrayed by too soon analytics, death.

The New Heaves and New Earth, we’ll by synesthetes, remembering/forgetting.

Touch the sky (High Flight).

Mrs. Hartman posted a farmer cutting hay, with children, and the caption that we smell and remember.

Farrell: Scientist are stuck in past, present, future, but our natural language grammar include pluperfect subjunctive.

Greek: 256, Hebrew: Preterite.

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