They asked him what his sense of sophistication is, and he told them THIS. That to matter was to manage at miraculously making it all manage to make miraculous sense again. That to truly amount was to NOT account for your each of every silly little meandering and senseless error, but to strike that secondary sense of momentary TeRrOr thru-out— your traversing soul. Fuck that soul-talk ALL about last-GASP spirituality, actually: As all of IT is an ACT, in-fact.
But to press the weight of the imaginative earth solemnly against your Terrific Thirst…
For all things back-to-front and UPsettingly wonderful, “yes!” A world filled to the mother-EFFING brim with enough wit-FILLED peOple
Of perfectly upside-down tWiStEd AnGst of UnderSTANDING TO cause themselves to… …
“GO AGAINNNNNN!!”
