I used to believe that there was a palace of indescribable size and grandeur — with free-flying buttresses and geometric minarets and monumental statuary and hundreds of thousands of fluttering flags — suspended in the air above my head, and that every day for the rest of my life this palace would grow bigger and closer, its topiaries and grotesques ever more intensely detailed, its gods and anti-gods breeding and evolving, its millions of visages and façades only growing clearer and more colorful until the moment I last closed my eyes.


When I was eleven, I found out…

Stefan White

Hallucinatory lit at pinkanimallight.com

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