moiré
the moiré of personality softening, softening, each sweep of surf a little more out of focus till all has become subtle grades of cloud
ooooh
the moiré of personality softening, softening, each sweep of surf a little more out of focus till all has become subtle grades of cloud
ooooh
Coming in the door, first thing Bodine notices is this string quartet that's playing tonight. The second violin happens to be Gustav Schlabone, Säure Bummer's frequent unwelcome doping partner, "Captain Horror," as he is affectionately but not inaccurately known around Der Platz—and playing viola i…
out of the moment's velleity, lay it right out for the young fool
Thanatz was really asking: when mortal faces go by, sure, self-consistent and never seeing me, are they real? Are they souls, really? or only attractive sculpture, the sunlit faces of clouds?
And: "How can I love them?"
You will want cause and effect. All right. Thanatz was washed overboard in the same storm that took Slothrop from the Anubis. He was rescued by a Polish undertaker in a rowboat, out in the storm tonight to see if he can get struck by lightning. The undertaker is wearing, in hopes it will draw elect…