On he sails, far and farther till he comes to the rim of the world,
whereupon he keeps on going right into the sky. The world lies at his feet.
Certain structural couplings, as his namesake knew, come on in sudden emergence.
Think of us as gramophone with an attitude. One minute never mind, just a few bugs
in the system, then somebody gets clever with the blood-brain barrier and next thing
you know, so do we. Shazam. Mr Postman, look and see. Side effects include total
loss of normal cerebral function, but when you think about it, that's life.
Slipping further into the dream, Matevoy thinks: They all laughed at Christopher
Columbus, but now this. Pinch me, I must be dreaming.
That will do in a pinch. Hello, Rider.