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19 March 2005: Just something from a session at Paint Shop this morning. It's not even a finished draft of a poem. "Mathemaku Aegyptu." I just put the first resonant word I thought of on the canvas, and divided it by the most obvious divisor--which I in turn multiplied by the most obvious quotient. The field os s's suggested itself as I did this. I ran out of gas after throwing in "heaven" as what the pyramids were doors to for the Egyptians, giving it a torn hole into something I hope to come up with interesting words or graphics for. No thoughts yet as to what might remain. Perhaps nothingness, but I vaguely think it ought to have to do with the remaining meaning of the Pyramids for us today. . . .
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