rest in peace

"It's impossible to live with a puppeteer who works with shadows, a moth-tamer..."

***

"Why have we had to invent Eden,

to live submerged in the nostalgia of a lost paradise,

to make up utopias, propose a future

for ourselves?"

***

"We have to live, after all."

Everyone goes through the grunge mystic phase.

When I was younger I would have recurring nightmares centered around the musical "Godspell". It was a combination of all my fears- clowns, hippies, and organized religion- molded into one psychadelic free-for-all.

...

Now my neurotic panic is centered around paper money. Not that its value is decreasing, but that every dollar bill has passed through at least one working girl's rhinestoned g-string.

"I found that I had become so spinsterish that I was made neurotic not only by my life of domesticity but by the slightest derangement of my room. I would burst into a fit of weeping if the kettle was not facing due east."