My imagination wayfaring to painted caves and giant standing stones, I had almost forgotten
where I was. Then a path appeared, merging with a landscape of wild poppies, and I saw how
California was, "cobbled together from the rest of the world."

Far to the west, on a string of fiery islands, Izanagi had just returned
from the underworld, where he'd gone to fetch his wife; but he failed
to bring her back. After cleansing his eyes from the sight of death—

Amaterasu, the Sun Goddess, was born
in the iris of her father's
                       sinister eye.