(No intention of explaining anything. Hmph.)“Down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened…”If music be the food of loveNot Brunelleschi’s perspective painting Also not Brunelleschi’s perspective painting Totally absolutely not Brunelleschi’s perspective painting Which is real? None of them are real.Which is real? They’re all real!Which is real? You dreamt them all.They’re actually called dreams, you knowDon’t look backWhat country, friends, is this?Are you getting a little dizzy?Are you there?Totally not Brunelleschi’s perspective paintingWhy keep hoping? You know it’s never going to be Brunelleschi’s perspective paintingNever. None of them.This world, right? Or maybe not?This is Illyria, maybe.words scrawled in the skyIt’s not here. You know it’s not here.Are you still reading? Look round if you can hear me.Nope. And it would have been looking the other way anyway…Magic casements, faery lands forlorn, etc.