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

The Gunslinger Guide to Natalie Wood #2

6 comments :

John said...

Well, that is certainly a . . . distracting image.

My, my, my . . . They really don't make them like that any more, do they?

Christopher said...

shanks alive Nat girl!...
mmmMMmmm

MadHatter said...

Ms. Zacharenko, you are indeed delectable!As we say down in da Lowah East Side: "HUBBA HUBBA,YOUSE!"

DickGreenleaf said...

I'm looking forward to the pictures from GYPSY. "let me entertain you, let me make you smile"

nancy said...

gorgeous!!!

marietta said...

Mich berührt dieses foto in keiner weise,wo ist ein highlight,die achselhölen können es nicht sein, finde ich.