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 Elizabeth Taylor #1


Bel said...

Yes! More please, thank you :D

goomba said...

Better late than never.

Beautiful photo!

John said...

That is one serious ass-kicker of an undergarment. (A slip? A nightgown? A negligee?). And that seriously lovely lady is filling it out about as wonderfully as humanly possible.

My. My. My.

Vanwall said...

Excellent start!

Brent McKee said...

"Cat on a Hot Tin Roof" is it not?

Shortly after her death someone posted in a blog that I was reading that Elizabeth Taylor was never really sexy; beautiful and elegant yes but not sexy. Exhibit A for opposing view.