"... No, it is impossible; impossible to grasp, the life-sensation of ones desire to exist in carafe of alcohol delusion-that which makes its mangled truth, its meaning-its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible to be free of-to conquer. Hold these shackles, ride it's urges with white knuckle devotion, thereby conjuring the possible from that; that was impossible-release. To live, as we dream-each day...."
-Parabiotic, NewLife
"... No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of ones existence-that which makes its truth, its meaning-its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live, as we dream-alone...."
-J. Conrad, Heart of Darkness
No comments:
Post a Comment