Sunday, January 11, 2015

that my memory is broken, I do not wonder

caspar david friedrich's fir tree

new chymical emblems of the secrets of nature; fitted partly to the eyes and intellect, with trees engraved in copper and leaves, partly to the ears and the recreation of the soul, with some fifty musical fugues in three parts, of which two are to correspond to one simple melody suitable for pleasure
(text from page 68 of the golden game)

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