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Updated: June 29, 2025
He remembered the beautiful people of the Mirage and the black people of the sky; and the ostrich, and old Jacob, and the savages, and the serpent, and the black weasel in the forest. He stood up and stared all round to see if anything was coming, but he could see nothing and hear nothing.
The island is only a ghost there, sometimes invisible, sometimes but an alluring and immaterial fragment of the coast we see far over the sea in dreams; a vision of sanctuary, of the place we shall never reach, a frail mirage of land then, a roseous spot which is not set in the sea, but floats there only while the thought of a haven of peace and secure verities is still in the mind, and while the longing eye projects it on the horizon.
"Wayland, is that water?" "Where? I can't see it." "There, at the foot of the hill." "With trees up side down? No, sir! It may be mirage of water miles away, carried by the rays of this twilight; but if you can see it and the horses can't smell it, you can bet on a false pool!" But the little mule had jerked free with a low squeal.
I look out of the window and I see a mirage trees and hills." Colum sighed. "It's quite wonderful, that view, but it unsettles me for my ledger." "That's it," broke in Flint. "Your sentimentality spoils your happiness. You let two weeks poison the other fifty. It's immoral." Colum was about to retort, when he was anticipated by a new speaker.
"A mirage," you say, being a cynical person "a mirage just to keep us going through the desert a sort of carrot held before the nose of that donkey, man." Well, looking at the world to-day, it does rather seem that, if harmony is the main concern of the adventure, humanity had better give up the enterprise.
Had she not constantly refused to be a "judge or a divider," she would have been constantly troubled with quarrels too paltry to be referred to me, and which were the sooner forgotten that the litigants were not drawn on further and further into the desert of dispute by the mirage of a justice that could quench no thirst.
"Those terrible dunes!" she said. And, turning, she looked out over them. There was no sunset, but the deepening of the grey into a dimness that seemed to have blackness behind it, the more ghastly hue of the white plains of saltpetre, and the fading of the mirage sea, whose islands now looked no longer red, but dull brown specks in a pale mist, hinted at the rapid falling of night.
It is the divine in each being. It is called in Japanese Muga-no-taiga, the Great Self-without-selfishness. There Is no other true self. The Infinite exists potentially in every being. That is the Reality. The other self is a falsity, -a lie, a mirage.
"It IS true-it IS real!" the Voice replied "It has been seen by many travellers, but because they can never approach it they call it a desert 'mirage. It is more real and more lasting than any other city in the world." "Can I never enter it?" she asked, appealingly "Will you never let me in?" There was a silence, which seemed to her very long.
It has its sinister side when it clothes the most innocent features of the landscape in images of dread. Who knows how it touched up that flying column of ambulance wagons in the eyes of the Turks? There are certain areas that are constantly the site of mirage.
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