Quarkish ideas can't live in Charles Dickens's realm
(though in Emily Dickens's realm we feel normal).
Charles's,
it has been

reimagined, as it were is as it is imagined.
now,
the point,
you see
of ever is next, in any tangential vectorial
protusive

extrusive explosive way to mean
grow on
now
live and learn. This is ever.

As soon as you notice, the wave
sweeps any significant sign signaling
if i-can't-I- can see no hope hopf into I
see no emptiness
in fullness
of time and ancient days
now is
eternity masqued as infinity
right
before your very eye. But,

it takes practice.