Derek It's irrelevant. Or, as Faulkner might have said, the fragmentary connection, the vague dusklike or crepuscular drift toward some stronger radiance felt if not seen, seen not felt, myopically blending seen, not-seen, and seen-not-seen, that oracular ocular liminal spatialitly blurred as through a glass not darkly but not clean -- and turning to the fire, not with the opacity of smoke but the smell of burning -- "yes, but no. No. Yes. Was yes was no no is yes is no yes no was."