Far Out is Doom: Chapter 18

A Sacred Epic

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Far Out is Doom: Chapter 18

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

Audelin, up above, most-perceptive
And unsleeping in his arch aloneness,
The vigil at large continued, and saw,
In the sweep of his ‘scope (its vast framed lens,
Which brought symbol writ to his roving eye),
The epochs fall away, the epochs come,
In desert event, in …