Arrival from Always

Departure to everywhere

Goodness and Beauty, and they’re mine! The noise is unbearable but it won’t faze me! Storybook tortures! Hurray (for once) for great work and bodily miracles! Children’s laughter marks both beginning and end. This poison lingers in our veins even when we withdraw to the silence of prior discord. Now that we warrant such torture, let’s make good on the superhuman promise our bodies and souls deserve: this promise, this madness! Elegance, science, violence! They promised to bury the tree of good and evil in the shadows, and cast off tyrannical shackles of decency, so we could cultivate true love. The beginning was begun on the border with disgust, and the end—unable to seize eternity while on the run—the end unfolds with a stampede of perfume. — Arthur Rimbaud, “Drunken Morning”, from Illuminations