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

Artifacts #21

The Flying Fickle Finger of Fate


Timmy said...

Say goodnight, Dick.

Joey said...

Wow, that's awesome!

Fred said...

You bet your bippy!

Mr DeBakey said...

Did the Farkles ever win the Fickle Finger of Fate?
You know Fanny Farkle, her husband, Frank Farkle, children Mark Farkle, Sparkle Farkle, Fritz and Fred Farkle
And the twins, Simon anf Garr Farkle.
And her, Flicker Farkle.

Brian said...

That's a great comment there Mr. DeBakey----Furd Burffle, neighbor to the Farkles

Thombeau said...