"The task had been to forget, of course...the task had been to forget, to become clothed in forgetfulness as in robes and armor, robes over armor, layer upon layer, so that he could come to pass disguised into this sad city."
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"You don't belong here," Beau Brachman said to Pierce.
"No?"
"No....Even though you've forgotten it," Beau said, "you're really from somewhere else. This is not your world, even though it seems to be. This cosmos. You arrive into it, come from a long way away, sort of stunned from the long journey, you forget you were on a journey at all. You started out an astral body, but during your journey you come to be clothed in material reality, in matter, like an overcoat. Inside is still the astral body. But now bound and asleep....And no matter how far back we travel, we won't reach home again till we reach God. From where we started."
John Crowley
Aegypt
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