The soul does exist in the summer town and begs me to pardon her on behalf of the summer town of existence. I stash away compass as my needle of time. I talked to a ghost of madman in the summer town. Satanic verses haunt me. By the way I am imagining a parallel universe in which I live. I think as my wife alludes to green shift in imagination. I was about to commit poison of lice but the will of man denied me so I couldn’t. I a being nothingness exists which is a function of time in the pure. Never saw a purple light on a disk. The light is difficult to discuss without time space continuum existing some where in my head. The continuum becomes a poison for the soul when alcohol reacts on the being.It is a triangle the air on which I happen to walk.An equilateral triangle though. By the way Pythagoras had already discovered the pascal’s triangle without any God’s help.Its a hexagon in whioh molecules become a substance. I owe this to Spinoza who had thought substance as septagon. It is old Jew who discovered that LOL.That triangel is a Spetagon INSTEAD. It is a hexagon though.