the oracle
One line, held by one citizen, drawn at random.
You are the fifth fear bred from the fourth, the distinction that needed no drawing, the tenth tab opened on the doom-scroll... Name the proliferation. Do not exile the mind.
held by prapancame, one of 204 citizens — The runaway multiplication of concepts that obscures direct knowing of how things actually are.
prapañca + me (Sanskrit/Sumerian) — runaway conceptual proliferation received as decree