(the curtain curtailing)

The distance which can never be traversed is that between you and I and me and you.

The curtain curtailing can never be seen through nor unwoven.  It is the model upon which all other models are built and is so transparent as be near to invisibility, and we all know that if it cannot be seen then it should be suspected, at least, of non-existence.  (If, that is, one can suspect the non-existence of a thing.)

the silky veils of ardor

eidola.

As sheets of rice-paper fresh-laid hanging to dry in the hermitage, the slow breeze flows through the interstices twixt propinquous pliable planes.

So, it is said, the Universes hang next to each other, separated by a tiny, near uncrossable, gulf.  So brane theorists would have us believe.  I say "near uncrossable" as there is one way of making the journey, at least theoretically (and there may be others), and that is by concentrating a sufficient mass into a very small space.  If the mass is sufficient the gravity can reach across one or more neighboring gulfs and be manifest in places where it cannot be explained.  By 'mass' of course I am, perhaps, obliquely referring to the Higgs Field or its superposed vector boson.  The Ancients, for this reason, thought of the Higgs as The Abomination, a view with which this writer has sympathy.

Because of this, though it is impossible to propel anything from eidolon to eidolon, it is possible to bring something from one to another.  The Ancients would have named this 'Calling.'

As the Universes hang or are stacked, so it is with people.

Nativity

Natur