Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

The Revelation Of Bobby

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“Let me tell you of the dark jams, the ones you’ve ne’er heard, the jams you don’t have ears to hear.

“Your human ears…

“First, you think there’s the just the right hand, the Apollonian, the sunshine daydream. You forget about the sinister path, Dionysus and Bacchus, the paralytic hell-sleep with trans-dimensional beings looming over the bed.

“And then you forget that both hands belong to the One Above and Below, his will be praised, his will be our will.

“The notes weren’t played: they were stolen. Fire, Prometheus, that whole thing.

“We didn’t understand the debt, you see. We were children.”

1 Comment

  1. occidentalpoppy

    August 4, 2014 at 11:23 pm

    Glad someone still has the keys to the Portal, glad it is you. Would declare my mad love for you but I can’t quite get over the Florida part.

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