Around and around; around and about; and around again. Pause. One breath, one step. One breath, second step. Two, a place where two rivers meet and you move in tandem with time. Is nothing something? around, and about … nothing. blogs and logs Nuttaphol’s meanderings and pauses.
Marco Polo traveled great distances to meet the Great Kublai Khan. It is nearing the end of Marco’s journey. Kublai sat attentively. He listened to the tales of Marco’s travels throughout the porous boundaries of his empire. To Marco, traveling realises lost differences. ”Each city takes to resemble all cities, places exchange their form, order, distances, a shapeless dust cloud invades the continents” (Calvino 137). In the midst of blurring sounds, in the twilight of Kublai’s crumbling empire, what lies over the rainbow?
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