[ E R R O+ R 2 6 3 6 4 1 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] So+mething has felt wro+ng fo+r many nights. He has no+t been his usual self. A visio+n has greatly unsettled him, and I refuse to+ po+nder what he may have seen. A piece o+f me kno+ws exactly what will happen. Haven't I always kno+wn? Hadn't She to+ld me? Was his no+t his fate, fro+m the mo+ment he was hatched? All I have do+ne is pro+lo+ng the inevitable. My pan spins so+ mightily that fo+r o+nce rest co+mes to+ grasp me, in fits and spasms. He do+es no+t allo+w me to+ co+me with him has he paces; the flickering light o+f the fireplace bewitches us all into+ slumber. Will yo+u no+t stay awake with me? He asks o+f us. O+f co+urse we will, we tell him. We lo+ve him greatly. But again we sleep; o+ur wipe o+f parano+id displacement has caught up to+ us. I kno+w what will happen, he finally says to+ us. I have seen and been to+ld. Yo+u are to+o+ blinded by o+ur bo+nd to+ see it. No+nsense, we say, exchanging o+ur distressed glances. We wo+uld never allo+w that to+ happen. #viado+lo+ro+sa #easter2026


