Когда от планет не останется ничего,
Глядя в марево красного гиганта,
Метафора, пронизавшая естество,
спокойно расправит свои водяные банты.
Бабочке-буре
© Copyright: Владимир Душин, 2003
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“this is butterfly in the storms.
See the wings, slightly more fagged than those of common fritillary. In reality, thanks to the fractal nature of universe, this means that those ragged edges are infinite – in the same way that the edge of any ragged coastline, when measured to the ultimate microscopic level, is infinitely long – or, if not infinite, than at least so close to it that Infinity can be seen on a clear day…
This is butterfly in the storms.
It flaps its wings”. **
Дядя Миша-Сан 16.08.2003 01:39 • Заявить о нарушении
See the wings, slightly more fagged than those of common fritillary. In reality, thanks to the fractal nature of universe, this means that those ragged edges are infinite – in the same way that the edge of any ragged coastline, when measured to the ultimate microscopic level, is infinitely long – or, if not infinite, than at least so close to it that Infinity can be seen on a clear day…
This is butterfly in the storms.
It flaps its wings”. **
Дядя Миша-Сан 16.08.2003 01:39 • Заявить о нарушении
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