Do not look back. Without looking down, twelve times eight steps, separated from insignificant levels, which are there just to break the march to break the rhythm of the breakaway, the tumble, where, again, shreds poster stand pitifully walls. Do not turn away to watch. Nothing. Neither the pages torn the hard times, nor the faces interrogators or indifferent, do not leave, not once, stop in your race. Do not hang the rhythm of your steps to a face glimpsed in a word heard. We may talk to you. Do not turn away from your race.
Six times two times eight steps (distributivity of multiplication, which, at will, to open and close and discard the brackets) will result in your spine ninety-six vibration response ninety-six both times when your not arise, and where the weight of your body will move to one side then the other in your frame (walking is constantly falling off, control, what about a crumbling concrete stairs in? I'm not sure she is also under control), and the vibration of the shock (that caused by the encounter with the smooth surface of this world) will spread ninety-six times in your bones, ascend ninety-six times along your spine, even in the finer bone in your neck, and as you will not rattle the world, four came sixteen times, you do not breathe the air biting from outside, nor the rustling of the pines.
Once you left the quiet spell of thought, there's nothing else to do but to flee. Do not turn away, even if a voice is calling you. Do not turn away, even if you hear your name called, secretly, in your way, even if the syllables are detached from the hubbub of the world, in the intervals left by such ninety-six pounding in your denial of this world and your joint will of elsewhere, tending toward an elsewhere. The call is deaf or sound, ignore it, I beg you. Ninety-six hits the stairs, turn away, as far as possible, do not leave your eye on the posters, there is nothing for you here, nothing but dust dry eyes, and forgetting is not even possible.
It is impossible that this is anything other than the rumblings of the underworld.
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