Wassily Kandinsky Dominant Curve

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peered through the glass. If she squinted it seemed that the little Disc was granular, as if it was made up of millions of tiny specks. If she looked hard at the specks
"It's just numbers!" she said. "The whole world - it's all made up of numbers . . . ."
"It's not the world, it's an idea of the world," said Simon. "I created it for them. They can't get through to us, do you see, but ideas have got a shape here. Ideas are real!"
GIVE IT TOthat lurked in deep ocean holes and haunted caves, faces that were not human enough to gloat or leer but had all the menace of a suspiciously v-shaped ripple near an incautious bather.
She couldn't trust them. But she had no choice.
Something else was happening, in a place as far away as the thickness of a shadow. US. "But ideas can't hurt anyone!" "I turned things into numbers to understand them, but they just want to control," Simon said bitterly. "They burrowed into my numbers like -" He screamed. GIVE IT TO US OR WE WILL TAKE HIM TO BITS. Esk looked up at the nearest nightmare face. "How do I know I can trust you?" she said. YOU CAN'T TRUST US. BUT YOU HAVE NO CHOICE. Esk looked at the ring of faces that not even a necrophile could love, faces put together from a fishmonger's midden, faces picked randomly from things