Wasteland,
by definition, is uninhabitable. So is
historical wilderness. Though wilderness is not necessarily wasteland per se.
I
watch that garden grow, season after season. That garden
was taken care by the madness.
What
slows down the frenzy? A fracture should do. The right tibia and fibula did it, for
me, once, years ago.
Now,
trust your taste, in the face of the Big Data. It’s
arbitrary, I know, but it’s all you got.
Eric
Hoffer said, what he did was nothing but writing down a few good sentences.
Schopenhauer
said, he derived metaphysical consolation mainly from music.You
can bet, it was not blues, nor Pink Floyd, that he was listening to.
