Nibble, nibble,

little mouse,

Who is nibbling

at my house?

*
But in the cosmos there is balm as well as bitterness, and that balm is nepenthe. In the supreme horror of that second I forgot what had horrified me, and the burst of black memory vanished in a chaos of echoing images.

- H.P. Lovecraft, "The Outsider"

* my avant-garde film Reader

SEMESTER END

Thank the Lord, but praise this guy:


Actual course material still to come.

The broad breasted turkey - that of being-eaten fame - has been domestically bred to such bodily disproportion (stubby legs and extra protuberant breast area) that they are incapable of reproducing naturally.

Please prepare for class anatomically thorough diagrams to help us work these circumstances through to a greater extent.

" 'Yes,' he went on, 'magic is justified of her children. There are many, I think, who eat dry crusts and drink water, with a joy infinitely sharper than anything within the experience of the 'practical' epicure.'

'You are speaking of the saints?'

'Yes, and of the sinners, too. I think you are falling into the very general error of confining the spiritual world to the supremely good; but the supremely wicked, necessarily, have their portion in it.' "

- Arthur Machen, "The White People"