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

When Legends Gather #657

Ray Bradbury, Forry Ackerman and Ray Harryhausen. Three wise men. Thanks to Jeffrey Roberts for the photo.


Frank Coleman said...

And Julius Schwartz lurking in the background!

Brent McKee said...

And of course Julius Schwartz had published one of the first Science Fiction fanzines with Forrest J. Ackerman, and had been Ray Bradbury's literary agent at the start of his career.

swac said...

If you judge a man by the company he keeps, Ray was beyond compare (especially when you add Stan Freberg and Chuck Jones to the list too).

Julius Schwartz...knew that name for as long as I can remember from DC Comics, and of course from his own transformation into a character in Ambush Bug.