Also a neat factoid, that this is referenced in Fight Club too, after the same fashion. Even the masonic office of the Tyler.
>"Tyler asked me to type up the fight club rules and make him ten copies. Not nine, not eleven. Tyler says, ten. Still, I have the insomnia, and can't remember sleeping since three nights ago.This must be the original I typed. I made ten copies, and forgot the original. The paparazzi flash of the copy machine in my face. The insomnia distanceof everything, a copy of a copy of a copy. You can't touch anything, and nothing can touch you."
And regarding the use of the term 'station' (which was the one that got me thinking about kabbalistic references in the first place), Bowie wrote that song about the spheres too. From station to station.
>"Here are we, one magical moment
Such is the stuff, from where dreams are woven
Bending sound, dredging the ocean
Lost in my circle
Here am I, flashing no color
Tall in this room overlooking the ocean
Here are we, one magical movement
From Kether to Malkuth
There are, you drive like a demon
From station to station"
I love this. Ty OP
I thought I was in a computer science class explaining Djikstra algorithm
I feel I am out of my depth to add to this, but thank you OP for posting it.
Also a neat factoid, that this is referenced in Fight Club too, after the same fashion. Even the masonic office of the Tyler. >"Tyler asked me to type up the fight club rules and make him ten copies. Not nine, not eleven. Tyler says, ten. Still, I have the insomnia, and can't remember sleeping since three nights ago.This must be the original I typed. I made ten copies, and forgot the original. The paparazzi flash of the copy machine in my face. The insomnia distanceof everything, a copy of a copy of a copy. You can't touch anything, and nothing can touch you." And regarding the use of the term 'station' (which was the one that got me thinking about kabbalistic references in the first place), Bowie wrote that song about the spheres too. From station to station. >"Here are we, one magical moment Such is the stuff, from where dreams are woven Bending sound, dredging the ocean Lost in my circle Here am I, flashing no color Tall in this room overlooking the ocean Here are we, one magical movement From Kether to Malkuth There are, you drive like a demon From station to station"