see the cipher in the poem (I didn't find it myself-- someone else shared it recently) and have some, like, deep revelation, and explanation for how that was the container, because no one had told them he said at dillon q&a
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The cipher is not in the poem It is elsewhere I'll say that
and now this sponge has wiped away the entire horizon and the earth is unchained from its sun? Whither is it moving now? Whither are we moving now? Away from all suns? Are we not perpetually falling? Backward, sideward, forward, in all directions? Is there any up or down left? Are we not straying as through an infinite nothing? Do we not feel the breath of empty space? Has it not become colder? Is it not more and more night coming on all the time? Must not lanterns be lit in the morning?
Anyway, I dunno, kind of in a mood now, so I went to go look at some flowers. Including pictures.