Sunday, August 05, 2007



I distrust any thoughts uttered by any man whose health is not robust. All other thoughts are surely symptoms of disease. Yet those are often beautiful, and may be true within the circle of the conditoins of the speaker. And yet again! Do we not find that the most robust of men express no thoughts at all? They eat, drink, sleep, and copulate in silence. What utter proof of the fact that all thought is dis-ease? We are Strassburg geese; the tastiness of our talk comes from the disorder of our bodies. We like it; this only proves that our tastes also are depraved and debauched by our disease.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I am sorry you've gone to ground. This burl in cyberspace was such a fine oasis. But then I'm a creature of cycles myself and have no room to complain.

Sincere Regards,
Devon Knight aka Blacklight