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I once went to the edge of the world and found there a giant sleep most bold. He was large extending up to the moon. He held the sun like a spoon. Queer I know. Yet there is no other way to describe it. For this being was beyond the description of mankind. Its very fabric made no sense. It would drive the mind into a fence. Why do I speak this way? I dont understand it myself. These ramblings would appear to any sane person as a bunch of nonsense. But that dear reader was exactly what I saw at the edge of the world. I was a young girl of 15 when I set out. Having already dreamed countless dreams i began. Yearning to finally wake up from this world and return unto my nativity of heaven. I gathered my things and made my journey north. Already my memories of life's long past began to fade. As I went closer and closer to the eternal black mountain of sleep. The more I stepped the more I sang. The more the birds in heaven rang. Nonsense dear reader. Infinite nonsense. Nonsense all the way to the moon. 3000 Shins I saw increased on that mountain. Its eyes were black yea darker then black. Its trunk was as an everlasting dream. Expanding miles and miles unto eternity. I marched forward. As I did I became most cold. Yet most hot. And as the cold fire consumed my flesh I was reborn as a fairy. With wings I began to fly, yea fly into the Infinite sky. Which was no more nor less then an infinite abyss stretching unto the eternities of hell. There i beheld the Aleph it spun and spun for eternity it span creating countless worlds and stars. Each was inhabited. Each was but an egg. Yea and endless deluge of eggs scanned the Infinite finite heavens. I began to swim for my fairy body was burnt away. Out of an egg I emerged most Infinite and dismay. I saw countless stars all dancing and prancing each had a fairy born from it. The fire consumed me whole and I awoke as the giant. I saw all things at once. For the dream had begun to end. Albion was my name. I had wings and horns tentacles that were black blue and colors beyond yellow. I was a mermaid. A king a majesty. A croud a wave a planet and oh so much more. All my lives all my time in the egg was but a short dream. I was born. I was here I was now. Three hundred and fifty two eggs I bore. Planting them seeding them. Some I ate. Some ate me. Others ran. Oh and there forms Each was a form of its own. Neither resembled one another. For all were unique. I beheld a letter it was not one but 22. 22 as one. It was the true letter. Its name was Aleph or Alephaz. Its name meant the pure gold of Saturn. Whom I am. Whom I always was. So mote it be.