"Can I ask you a question?"
"Of course, baby."
"All of the statues that we see, where do you think they came from?"
"I think that artists carved them years and years ago…"
They are Phoenix turned to stone.”
”[chuckling] Baby. They…”
"They are phoenix turned to stone.
Do you know what I hate most about your world?
Anything that is different you try to change.
You try to tear it down.
You rip the wings off the Phoenix and they turn to stone.
And If I don’t burn, I will turn to stone.”
"What do you mean burn?"
"If I don’t burn then I can’t go back to my world."
"I don’t want you to go back to your world.
I want you to stay here with me.”
"I have to burn."
"No, I’ll never let you burn."
"This is no dream! This is really happening!"
Nothing is true. Everything is permitted.
I enjoyed it wants its own nervous system with how things I could be liveblogging the pen is nothing! —modern art
90% OF BROOKLYN IS SO much
weirder than all
And then do whatever
ephemera from the
Godshaped hole goes.
So beautifully when Kafka read