I count the nights, the sistrum sounds . . .  
Death, thy victory,
Death, thy victory . . .
The rubber plant is free.

From the heart of dawn
Thou sinister albatross.
(The rubber plant is free . . . .)  
Death thy victory.

And the linden trees quiver,
I count the nights, the sistrum sounds,
The hoopoe awaits me,
And the linden trees quiver.
~Umberto Eco, Foucault's Pendulum


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Ummm...yea.

Why not? As Julius Caeser said when crossing the Rubicon, "The die is cast."

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