The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

When Legends Gather #100

Charles Chaplin and Albert Einstein


swac said...

e=mc2, where e is equivalent to "eating a shoe", and mc is "making comedy."

Vanwall said...

Saw a candy factory documentary that proudly mentioned that creative use of nuclear licorice.

Would've been hard to find a pair of genuises more influential then these two. I bet the gravity pull of the Earth was outta whack for while that day.

El Prezidente said...

Oh please your hyperbole has hit a wall solid. Chaplin was a over-rated douche and not in the same universe let alone league with Mr. Einstein.

4 years later but someone had to say something,