For him i sing,
I raise the present on the past,
(as some perennial tree out of its roots, the present on the past,)
With time and space i him dilate and fuse the immortal laws,
To make himself by them the law unto himself. J6jmQOklg1CMgDOA5l6qk6TlA8qCW6Y0vR1tJ6WBfAPt8LPxi2u+I6FFrv8tSBQw
