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
3 comments:
Hi tom,i understand.one of my handycabs is unableness things to explain ore give a comment,this stopped me and is a big frustation.i like you work.yor comment is not easy to understand.especially in the pain-ture.zum beispiel um nur two zu nennen,the painture of the "Cappella Sixtina", or "Die ersachiessung" von Murillo.you anderstand.sometimes i wantmore tu say many more.marietta.
Sorry,but the "Erschiessung" ist von Goya,marietta.
Art is ...no rules or tyranny in it..... Don't tell it what it "should" be or "shouldn't" be. Art has no confines ....it is the unlimited , expression of any mind or living thing....matter on up....nothing/ no one can make a feeling in another.....it comes from within. (Humble opinion from personal experiences called lives moments lived and felt)
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