Idear(s).
Seven years of plenty, seven years of famine. The biblical cycle played out on the floor of the stock market. Say, maybe this could be scene from previous idear about multi-dimensions?
There are chanting oxen led by a wizard-merchant who sells their chows songs. The magic of the wizard-merchant is not to become paid for showing-off his oxen but instead to coerce money out of believers–of which there are too many willing to give too much and too little of nothing.
It is the eternal past, much longer than the eternal future only because it has happened already, all the salvaged souls rest until the proper symbiosis occurs among the opposites.
Tommi
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