{"id":298,"date":"2006-05-09T08:49:00","date_gmt":"2006-05-09T08:49:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/2006\/05\/09\/epiphany\/"},"modified":"2006-05-09T08:49:00","modified_gmt":"2006-05-09T08:49:00","slug":"epiphany","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/2006\/05\/09\/epiphany\/","title":{"rendered":"Epiphany"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: right\"><span style=\"font-style: italic\">Never before has the sun been so bright<\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-style: italic\">As when it&#8217;s in your eyes,<\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-style: italic\">And never again will the moon be so gentle<\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-style: italic\">As when it&#8217;s on your thighs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: italic\">So take your golden lips<\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-style: italic\">And place them onto mine;<\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-style: italic\">Your touch is soft as gentle dove&#8217;s,<\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-style: italic\">Your kiss, as sweet as wine.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: italic\">\u2014Kenneth Wolf<\/span><\/div>\n<p>And then, all of a sudden, you <span style=\"font-weight: bold\">remember<\/span>. It doesn&#8217;t matter what you were doing before, or what you will do now that it&#8217;s there. You have remembered, and there is nothing in this world which will show you what strange path did the sparks take to awake the words \u2014the meaningless words! \u2014from endless hibernation. Like Horpach&#8217;s crew in <span style=\"font-style: italic\">The Invincible<\/span>, you feel the black void in your stomach when you become able to hear a dead man&#8217;s last thoughts, only that this time the corpse belongs to none other than your own self, the You of yesterday nine years ago.<\/p>\n<p>The arising question then is, has this detached piece of life returned to stay? Is it half a finger, miraculously back in place? Or is the finding of a random memory more like that of an old fingernail under the sink, something undeniably yours yet condemned to immediate oblivion?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Never before has the sun been so brightAs when it&#8217;s in your eyes,And never again will the moon be so gentleAs when it&#8217;s on your thighs. So take your golden lipsAnd place them onto mine;Your touch is soft as gentle dove&#8217;s,Your kiss, as sweet as wine. \u2014Kenneth Wolf And then, all of a sudden, you [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/298"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=298"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/298\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=298"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=298"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=298"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}