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

Things that Scared Me as a Child #7


Snakes, all of them

2 comments :

GOODSTUFF said...

yeah - I like this photo - building a blog with this photo - "Bad to the Bone" - if you want to "play", let me know

GOODSTUFF said...

On the day I was born
The nurses all gathered 'round
And they gazed in wide wonder
At the joy they had found
The head nurse spoke up
Said "leave this one alone"
She could tell right away
That I was bad to the bone

This huge blog is all about exploring the concept of Bad to the Bone with Pam Grier and other bad ass people.

CONCEPT Bad to the Bone
http://goodstuffsworld.blogspot.com/2013/02/concept-bad-to-bone.html