||[Nov. 24th, 2008|05:45 pm]
Vibration is not necessarily the easiest mode of transporting the voice. If one collects the requisite lungs and readily sacrifices certain morsels of food prior to exiting the safety of the city—heels of bread loaves or the fungus scraped from the end of a frog in front of the point and in the direction of the switch—it is still viable to proceed along their old ways, the horseways, dove-gray, at once proud as a mayor and playful as a fox, binding and bounding across the prairies and fields and as if rock were a flaming hoop leap through mountains effortless, coming out again on the other side without a screech or a scratch, then twisting itself in a clover to burst into four more.|
The horse, nearly extinct, may still even be used permitting one can bury deep enough to find the pitch, that which animates the limbs into solid growling motion.
Granting this skill for burying it is only slightly more difficult to simply bury oneself towards the place one wishes to be. This does necessitate commerce with the carpenter, who in exchange for the vehicle used to preserve ones flesh while beneath the surface will accept only fresh oysters in salt-water, neither of which can be proven. Once this task is accomplished, however, the stria become passages, museum-corridors along which one while traveling without time will find the remnants of all which has come before, all which will ever be. After having entered this realm, though, few return intact.
One may also elect to travel without the flesh; during this process during sleep all fluids drain out the ears, nose, mouth, and naval, manifesting themselves instead in the dream, as a whole, and thus this process has been named bleeding. If any of this fluid is lost, however—drank by another traveler or spilled upon the thirsty road—or if the body cannot be found to be repopulated, the unlucky practitioner is forced to wander without body or destination, wander the earth which has become his body, the specter of death nevermore an affliction but rather a boon, ever sought, by he who has become in this way myth.
But there is no need for this or any line of junction across any two bones in immovable articulation; the hazards of attempting to stitch them outweigh the possibilities; and thus movement of this sort is discouraged, communication it is found better expressed along the traditional pathways: wire, gut, and thread.