
This is the stuff of which they are made.
Here’s to adventure!
I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.

This is the stuff of which they are made.
Here’s to adventure!
I believe the height of that write-up was reached somewhere around the use of the term “Schwackfest”…yes indeed.
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