Vertigo is ruling my universe; no relief in sight, so, I’m retreating into the past… Here is a pearl from earlier this year, written while in a similar state, so, it works just fine… I hope you enjoy…. I’ll be back tomorrow….
gigoid, with the spinning head….
Not one, but all mankind’s epitome;
Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong,
Was everything by starts, and nothing long;
But in the course of one revolving moon
Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon.
~~ John Dryden ~~
~~ Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 545 ~~
Have y’all figured out the mystery of dejá vu, mentioned in yesterday’s Pearl? If any attention at all has being paid, you’d be able to answer in the affirmative, because the feeling is directly tied to the opening sights here at ECR, as well as the stimulus for the discomfort we feel at finding out we aren’t as attentive as we supposed…. Perhaps, it is more accurately described as a feeling the Universe is fucking with us in some unknown way…. which, in this case, is perfectly true…. Look…
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