The Thing at the BottomThe Thing At The Bottom of The Stairs Or, A Discourse On The Monstrosity of MonstersThe Thing at the Bottom
Welcome! Nice to meet you, dear. Come in, come in, don’t just stand there hovering. Have a seat, make yourself comfortable, there’s plenty of room. Would you care for something to drink? No? Settled then? Good. I suppose I should just get started with the tale, then, shouldn’t I?
I’ll begin it in my favorite way, with the words that begin all fairy tales, though this is not exactly what you would consider to be a tale of the fairies. If you’d rather hear something about them, then perhaps I’ll send you to a friend
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♫ and she shows you where to look
among the garbage and the flowers ♫
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From the midst of the radiant light, the intrinsic sound of Truth will resound like the rumble of a thousand thunderclaps. Do not fear it! Do not try to flee!
--The Tibetan Book of the Dead
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