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
7 comments:
Barbie plays with Barbie, look at that little bed.
The whole scenario looks a little bit cheap,espezial the view of that Girl,all without charme.
Va-Va-Vahhhh-VOOM!
I'm guessing they misspelled Butte, but I might be wrong...
What a poor substitute for a strumpet.
Everyone knows that you put your panties on after your suspenders ["garter belt"] -- the better to take them off!
I coulda shown her a thing or two. . . .
All those great articles for the low price of a buck fifty.
Isn't Leg Alley connected to Shinbone Alley?
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