ical miracle of this kind occur at least once a day. I may have been born with a tormented bodyas much a fake as the immense mountain, but a body whose obsessions are usefuland I noticed in the mountain that it is useful to have the obsession of counting. There was not a shadow that I did not count, wheEMRTCn I felt it creep around somethi
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ng; and it was often by adding up shadows that I found my way back to strange centers. I saw in the mountain a naked man leaning out of a large window. His head was nothing but a huge hole, a kind of circular cavity in which the sun and moon appeared by turns, according to the time of day. His right arm was stretched out like a bar but drowned in shadows and bent backward. You could count his ribs, which numbered seven on each side. In place of the navel glittered a shiny triangle, made of what? I could not possibly say. As if Nature had chosen this pi
n of the rocks. This figure was known to the Indians; it seemed to me by its composition and s
tructure to o
bey the same principl
e that underlay
the whole of thi
s mountain of trunc
ated forms. In th
e line of the arm there was a vi
by a girdle of rocks. And I saw that the rocks all had the shape of a woman's bosom with two perfectly delineated breasts. I saw repeated eight times the same rock which projected two shadows on the ground; I saw twice the same animal's head carrying in its jaws its effigy which it devoured; I saw, dominating the village, a