o, happy day

oh, bliss, bliss and heaven. ...oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeosity made flesh. ...like rarest spun heavenmetal, or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship,...

o frabjous day! callooh! callay!

but there is also a wild extravagance, a mad gaiety, a verve, a gusto, at times almost a delirium.

this is perfect.
nothing can compare to this.
it is instant and it is profound. this is what has been missing from me my entire life.

in order: anthony burgess, a clockwork orange, lewis carroll, jabberwocky in through the looking glass and what alice found there, anais nin, preface to miller's tropic of cancer, and augusten burroughs, dry.

coming soon, a proper post by yours truly.

darth sardonic