Lundi, décembre 27, 2010
“In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree…”
—S. T. C.
Indeed,  we can’t help but stand in awe before this euphorigenic dome of pleasure; for it is this pleasure dome that wields the power to send us floating tranquilly through a type of transcendental fog, in which the crippling anxieties and fears that torment us during our waking hours, dissolve, immediately and entirely. The dome induces in us a state in which we are so comfortably and blissfully numb—such that nothing seems more in order than for us to bow in reverence before the Papaver Somniferum.

“In Xanadu did Kubla Khan

A stately pleasure-dome decree…”

—S. T. C.

Indeed,  we can’t help but stand in awe before this euphorigenic dome of pleasure; for it is this pleasure dome that wields the power to send us floating tranquilly through a type of transcendental fog, in which the crippling anxieties and fears that torment us during our waking hours, dissolve, immediately and entirely. The dome induces in us a state in which we are so comfortably and blissfully numb—such that nothing seems more in order than for us to bow in reverence before the Papaver Somniferum.

Notes

  1. paulosthegreek a dit : Nice to see you back about the place.
  2. bmkk a publié ce billet