Mercuric nitrate in solution by a process called carotting conjured felt from animal skins and madness in nineteenth century hatters. Speaking of mercury one can say cinnabar commonly milked for it, lovely word, calomel, even syphilis! Watch these shinning lenses, these ponderous bubbles, wander, scurry, cavort, swallow one another, centripetally in-spinning to a tremulous lake. Quicksilver massages to induce immortality killed China's first emperor, Qin Shi Huang Di. Come close, watch yourself be a clown, a monster, multiply, divide, and get lost in the fun house mirror, Breathing mercury fumes can induce a burning sensation in one's stomach, changes in the color of one's urine, madness and death. Bang! Smash it to smithereens (because, why not? because you can't not) to a squall of silver embers. Six thousand terracotta warriors guard Qin Shi Huang Di's mausoleum to protect him in his afterlife from spirits that might otherwise do him harm. How they hurry back to the center like ants to an apple core, like spokes to a hub, like spoils to the victor, like nobody's business. And there's your face again, distorted but recognizable, looking up from the reborn lake with a new appreciation of mercury. When the Mad Hatter asks Alice, "Why is a raven like a writing desk?" and Alice gives up and asks the answer, the Hatter replies, "I have no idea."
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This is great. So many beautiful and complicated parts but this, this really gets me:
Come close, watch yourself
be a clown, a monster,
multiply, divide, and get lost
in the fun house mirror,
This is great. So many beautiful and complicated parts but this, this really gets me:
Come close, watch yourself
be a clown, a monster,
multiply, divide, and get lost
in the fun house mirror,