The purpose of art is not the release of a momentary ejection of adrenalin but rather the gradual, lifelong construction of a state of wonder and serenity. -- Glenn Gould.
We shall not cease from exploration / And the end of all our exploring / Will be to arrive where we started / And know the place for the first time. -- T.S. Eliot.
For the Chaotic Voids outside of the Stars are measured by the Stars ... -- William Blake.
Now follow me, we should be getting on; the Fish are shimmering over the horizon ... -- Dante Alighieri.
The unconsciousness of the landscape becomes complete. -- Max Ernst.
Music selected by Mister E. Tramp.
A little more real, a little less temporary: ... a long, strange trip... (Sunday 3pm - 5pm).