We can be behind each other at the airport.

The airport doesn't care if you're late. It heals all travelers equally.

Some parts of the airport are old. Some parts of the airport are new. Some parts of the airport are under construction. The carpets are open the carpets are worn. Some parts of the airport are in different cities.

Overwhelming Bag Drop.

This place is already a powder keg.

Now you’ve got to worry about falling into the Pit of Carousels.

There was a dislocation storm at the airport today. Travelers scurrying right and left, up and down. Could not tell their east from west or north from south. Only the sacred codes built into the airport itself kept them sane until the storm passed.

When you’re in the air, you are associated with sky and light.

Essence and life are invisible, so they are associated with sky and light.

Sky and light are invisible, so they are associated with the two eyes.

When your two eyes are invisible, the light passes right through them.

Airplanes.

When you’re at the airport, you get turned around. What should be East is West, what should be North is South.

This is because the God of Dislocation is buried underneath the airport. Everyone goes there to get dislocated, and there is overflow.

When you see those pilots sitting there at the airport, enjoying watching the airplanes roll by, you can sense how they are at the eye of the storm.

Every time the Airport Man gets off another airplane, he ends up on a trip he’s taken before. But they’re all out of order.

Sometimes he deplanes with his parents. Sometimes he deplanes with his kids. Often he deplanes alone, but at different stages of life.

The change occurs when he’s in the air.

It is well known that the airport you arrive at is in a different universe than the airport that you left. Departures.

I am the airport again. Prying open the Dust-E Gates. Hermes Trismegistus Airways.