"Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye..." continued in this subsequent cloud vision following the I am the Walrus sequence in Cloud Visions 64. Note that the eyes of the Lion Man in profile seem to come to a point at the Great Salt Lakes before he casts his "tearful" sidelong glance back to Wichita.

This seems to be a winged Spirit of Truth showing 4 teeth in profile over a 4-state junction describing a cross in Cartesian Coordinates. In this case it seems to be a greeting sign for me that formed a few minutes after I sat down at the terminal. "All Hail, revolutionary hard tooth-truth about Einstein's GR equations in Cartesian Coordinates," it seems to signal. Its wing seems to make a gesture of respect toward my mother's home in Green Valley, Arizona. Perhaps it is I who seem to stand to the right in the Midwest with my gonads positioned over the Wichita area, headed in the other direction, a bit like the ghost of galaxy M51, shown here in the outside whorl of a "revolutionary" story of winged hard "tooth-truth" revolving around the 4-state point. Off the East Coast, a big leering ghost regards him fondly as fun. The truth-teeth at the 4-state point pass through "Shiprock", New Mexico.

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Audio: 8 Miles High; Byrds | Turn, Turn, Turn; Byrds
Ride Like the Wind; Christopher Cross | Magic Man; Heart

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