Tag: Bob Willoughby

Having my way with Ulysses

Their many forms closed round him

January 29th • Nestor

But all those spirits, naked and exhausted, had lost their color, and they gnashed their teeth as soon as they heard Charon's cruel words; they execrated God and their own parents and humankind, and then the place and time of their conception's seed and of their birth. They they forgathered, huddled in one throng, weeping aloud along that wretched shore which waits for all who have no fear of God.
10:26 am

Whatisitnow? Whatisitnow? What is the matter? I hear sharp voices in strife. I am not listening. Whatisitnow! Those voices are sharp. The strife. I can’t hear anything. Whatisitnowhatisitnowhatisitnowhatisitnowhatisitnow? Sharp voices on all sides. Restore order. Wait for a moment.