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@@ -84,7 +84,7 @@ una muchacha y un muchacho.\\
 Comen naranjas, cambian besos\\
 como las olas cambian sus espumas.
 
-Tendido en la playa\\
+Tendidos en la playa\\
 una muchacha y un muchacho.\\
 Comen limones, cambian beso\\
 como las nubes cambian espumas.
@@ -233,7 +233,7 @@ And she felt growth accelerate as, bound now to the earth, her bones became wood
 
 \noindent Do I repeat myself? Very well, I repeat myself. I am beholden to my dreams.
 
-And yet, ah–! When writing the final chapter, even through the heat of the moment and the blood rushing in my ears, I began to feel within a flush of embarrassment. How indulgent it is to share this again! How indulgent, my friends, to let the dream take me again that it might shape my words! Even as I wrote, even as I cried, sitting at my desk (or trying to!), sobbing in front of my words, I struggled with feeling like this was somehow \emph{too} indulgent.
+And yet! And yet, when writing the final chapter, even through the heat of the moment and the blood rushing in my ears, I began to feel within a flush of embarrassment. How indulgent it is to share this again! How indulgent, my friends, to let the dream take me again that it might shape my words! Even as I wrote, even as I cried, sitting at my desk (or trying to!), sobbing in front of my words, I struggled with feeling like this was somehow \emph{too} indulgent.
 
 I strive still to stifle that puritanical worrywart within, even so many years on.
 
@@ -250,7 +250,11 @@ I will say, however, that that letter surrounded nasturtiums and was written the
 I have written extensively on these hyper-black shapes that The Child paints and more about her besides in \emph{Motes Played}. A little book for little skunks, yes? For she deserves her story told—and just so! Just like this! A tale written in a style befitting her—as much as does The Woman.
 
 \paragraph{Page \pageref{psalm13}}
-From Psalm 13:2--4:
+\emph{How long,} Adonai, \emph{will You forget me always?}
+
+\vspace{1em}
+
+\noindent From Psalm 13:2--4:
 
 \begin{verse}
 How long, \emph{Adonai}, will You forget me always?\\
@@ -262,8 +266,11 @@ Regard, answer me, \emph{HaShem}, my God.\\
 \vin Light up my eyes, lest I sleep death.
 \end{verse}
 
-\paragraph{Page \pageref{qohelet}}
-From Qohelet (Ecclesiastes) 1:17:
+\paragraph{Page \pageref{qohelet}} (quoted directly)
+
+\vspace{1em}
+
+\noindent From Qohelet (Ecclesiastes) 1:17:
 
 \begin{quote}
 And I set my heart to know wisdom and to know revelry and folly, for this, too, is a herding of the wind.
@@ -282,7 +289,11 @@ Everything was from the dust, and everything goes back to the dust.
 \end{quote}
 
 \paragraph{Page \pageref{milosz}}
-Cf. Miłosz:
+\emph{The blood of deer ripped to shreds by wolves!}
+
+\vspace{1em}
+
+\noindent Cf. Miłosz:
 
 \begin{verse}
 a nastąpią niewinne wschody słońca\\
@@ -322,7 +333,11 @@ evil (and good) comes from man.
 \end{verse}
 
 \paragraph{Page \pageref{rilke-doyousee}}
-Cf. Rilke:
+\emph{Do you see now the connection?}
+
+\vspace{1em}
+
+\noindent Cf. Rilke:
 
 \begin{verse}
 Weißt du's \emph{noch} nicht? Wirf aus den Armen die Leere\\
@@ -337,7 +352,11 @@ will feel the expanded air in more spirited flight.
 \end{verse}
 
 \paragraph{Page \pageref{ashes}}
-From Dickinson:
+[\ldots] \emph{beyond providing an instance for Ashes Denote That Fire Was.}
+
+\vspace{1em}
+
+\noindent From Dickinson:
 
 \begin{verse}
 Ashes denote that Fire was —\\
@@ -353,8 +372,14 @@ Into what Carbonates.
 
 \noindent We have always borne an obsession with Emily Dickinson. For years and years, and years and years and years she has lived within us, a remnant of some stage play we performed with our superlative friend, centuries back now.
 
+Is it so surprising, then, that after cross-tree merging had been introduced as an option for us, that the one who would seek to collect within themself the entirety of the Ode clade—those who remain, dear readers!—would take for a name a line of Dickinson? We will be ever ourselves.
+
 \paragraph{Page \pageref{baudelaire}}
-Cf. Baudelaire via Eliot:
+[\ldots] \emph{perhaps like those leaves that skitter within the city, that unreal city} [\ldots]
+
+\vspace{1em}
+
+\noindent Cf. Baudelaire via Eliot:
 
 \begin{verse}
   \emph{Fourmillante cité, cité pleine de rêves,\\
@@ -367,15 +392,49 @@ Cf. Baudelaire via Eliot:
 \end{verse}
 
 \paragraph{Page \pageref{graves}}
-Cf. Graves:
+\emph{She, then, like so many leaves} [\ldots]
+
+\vspace{1em}
+
+\noindent Cf. Graves:
 
 \begin{verse}
   She, then, like snow in a dark night\\
   Fell secretly.
 \end{verse}
 
+\paragraph{Page \pageref{enough}}
+\emph{``Oh! Oh, I do believe this is some plentiful enough for me.''}
+
+\vspace{1em}
+
+\noindent Cf. Rilke:
+
+\begin{verse}
+Und plötzlich in diesem mühsamen Nirgends, plötzlich\\
+die unsägliche Stelle, wo sich das reine Zuwenig\\
+unbegreiflich verwandeldt—, umspringt\\
+in jenes leere Zuviel.\\
+Wo die vielstellige Rechnung\\
+zahlenlos aufgeht.
+
+\secdiv
+
+And suddenly in this toilsome nowhere, suddenly\\
+the unutterable place where the merely too little\\
+inscrutably mutates—, swings round\\
+into that empty too much,\\
+where the calculation to many digits\\
+comes out number-less.
+\end{verse}
+
+\noindent One imagines that a `plentiful enough' lies at some theoretical midpoint on this limitless scale from `merely too little' to `empty too much'. One imagines it a place just outside that `toilsome nowhere'. I imagine it, my friends. I \emph{have} to imagine it! I have to imagine that Lagrange, the System, our embedded world is plentifully enough, and not some empty too much, not after so much loss.
 \paragraph{Page \pageref{cummings-mbt}}
-Cf. Cummings:
+[\ldots] \emph{breathe in a million billion trillion years} [\ldots]
+
+\vspace{1em}
+
+\noindent Cf. Cummings:
 
 \begin{verse}
   i put him all into my arms\\
@@ -384,7 +443,11 @@ Cf. Cummings:
 \end{verse}
 
 \paragraph{Page \pageref{x}}
-I used for this work a multiplication sign (×) for the section dividers, and, my dear friends, I am still coming to terms with this decision.
+{\large ×}
+
+\vspace{1em}
+
+\noindent I used for this work a multiplication sign (×) for the section dividers, and, my dear friends, I am still coming to terms with this decision.
 
 There are so many possible meanings!
 
@@ -401,23 +464,31 @@ Perhaps, though, perhaps the × stands for the decision that I made. It is the r
 I am so, so incredibly sorry, and also rather proud of what I have done, of helping The Woman in so noble an endeavor, in equal measure.
 
 \paragraph{Page \pageref{notes}}
-Cf. Nabokov's \emph{Pale Fire.}
+\emph{Appendix I — Notes}
+
+\vspace{1em}
+
+\noindent Cf. Nabokov's \emph{Pale Fire.}
 
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 \chapter*{Appendix II — Idumea}
 
 \emph{Idumea} is named after a hymn by A. Davidson with words by Charles Wesley, published in \emph{Sacred Tunes and Hymns: Containing a Special Collection of a Very High Order of Standard Sacred Tunes and Hymns Novel and Newly Arranged} by J. S. James in 1913. Idumea itself refers to Edom, a kingdom in the Ancient Near East. While this has little to do with the story told within, it does sound rather pleasing to the ear, does it not? And so does the hymn, at that. The hollowness of the song with all its open fifths, the raw, coarse beauty that comes with Sacred Harp singing, the beat of the tactus and the ache of the singers hollering out words that nearly yearn for death are what led to the title of this book.
 
+Or, as a friend said upon learning of this project, ````Main character escaping suffering while the narrator stays stuck in it'' is somewhat analogous to living singers singing songs almost exclusively about how great it will be to die and escape from suffering''—which, as a quote, is quite painful to go back and read for your humble narrator, as I am sure you can imagine.
+
 The hymn is reproduced here for reference. Despite being in short meter, the typo of it being in common meter (`C.M.') is retained from its original printing.
 
 \chapter*{Appendix III — Primer}
 
+TODO: rewrite in Rye's voice.
+
 Post-Self is a science fiction setting involving uploaded consciousnesses and all of the daily dramas that go into their everlasting lives.
 
 This primer is broken into two parts: