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
5 comments:
Darn it Radar! You know you're supposed to chain Colonel Potter to his bed when there's a full moon!
I thought the previous entries in this series were of suicides -- do you know something we don't?
Ah! No... newbie mistake to not pick up on that connection. I'd be happy to re-categorize it - suggestions? Thanks.
I think I'd have to defer to TSutpen for suggestions about a different category. My first thought was The Heretofore Unmentioned, but he has in fact been mentioned here before.
Moved to Obits. Thx.
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