the orthodox

We see conventionally. It is not only that we think and act and speak and dress alike, because of our surrender to social attempt at Entity, in which we are only super-cellular. We see what it is “proper” that we should see. It is orthodox enough to say that a horse is not a horse, to an infant—any more than is an orange an orange to the unsophisticated. It’s interesting to walk along a street sometimes and look at things and wonder what they’d look like, if we hadn’t been taught to see horses and trees and houses as horses and trees and houses. I think that to super-sight they are local stresses merging indistinguishably into one another, in an all-inclusive nexus.

I think that it would be credible enough to say that many times have Monstrator and Elvera and Azuria crossed telescopic fields of vision, and were not even seen—because it wouldn’t be proper to see them; it wouldn’t be respectable, and it wouldn’t be respectful: it would be insulting to old bones to see them: it would bring on evil influences from the relics of St. Isaac to see them.

Charles Fort, ‘The Book of The Damned.’

pencil and pastel on paper, 210 x 297 mm, 2014

pencil and pastel on paper, 210 x 297 mm, 2014

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