"I say to you, invisible from the other side of your dark matter void: I arise the same, though changed. And you, who have done the same for me, stand behind me, similarly weighty, similarly imperceptible. An exchange of sleeping knowledge frees us from the prisons built by gene colliding with gene, continent with continent, century with century. The compass points north and south, cold and hot, dark and light, all one, Beloved, at last all one."

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- Excerpt from "What Time is It in Singapore?" in Isis Chrysalis.