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

Marilyn in Action #36


Marilyn sprawls

7 comments :

Tempest said...

'Clipper-she can't cook.'

-Toots thinking to himself

Robert Fiore said...

God, she looks plastered, and you can just imagine how miserable she'll feel in the morning . . .

Timmy said...

I quote: "Non Stop, Both Ways"... I wonder...

Inquiring Camera Girl said...

I agree Timmy, many a dirty joke can be made about the "Non Stop, Both Ways" sign.

Tommy O'C said...

As Nurse Jackie said, "Remember Seconals?" And booze, booze, booze. Marilyn never had a chance with all those vultures circling...

Brooks said...

'Twas the vultures that were helpless.

Tommy O'C said...

No, the vultures were Sinatra, Sam Giancana, and the Kennedys. They used her six ways from Sunday and then threw her away. She's the one that ended up dead, or did you miss that part?