Particular from the Universal

like cheese curds, since an Adeptus adept says: original: "Nisi vidissem aquam seipsam coagulare, non credidissem artem esse veram." Translation: Unless I had seen the water coagulate itself, I would not have believed the art to be true.

I repeated my work seven times in seven months. Indeed, a sheen of a rainbow finally appeared, but it would not be a sign of the ending and future-no-more-to-be-feared flood. The Arca Noæ Noah's Ark was still swimming on the waters. I saw the doves flying in and out, but the raven, which I had left out, I could never catch sight of again; it had slipped into the rocks. Nevertheless, the artists wanted to start singing of the Capite corvi crow's head by now. Then I was in a plight, and knew neither way forward nor backward.