They Jabbered AWAY Right at the Edge of the Pit Of Hell & ALL the Way Down
by Bodwyn Wook
‘This vile rubbish about a “positive” old age is a barrel FULL of well-rotted piss & it IS the very type of epistemological swill that has made the whole 1946-64 crew into such a Christawful God-damned BUST!’
Myself a Baby Bumster of the morally low statistical type, I quite do think that by now in the strangeness of old age, we must be careful NOT to keep clinging at the wrong end of Life.
The distraught miserable extraversion & lunatic darting hypermania that characterized us in our gaudy fissiparous youth & then so badly disfigured the full reek of our even-more-lamentable middle age, all of that IS now done for & “somewhen” it is ALREADY as dead as are we, already, ourselves.
And so, now, we have ONE last chance at that Dignity that the much of us all so singularly dodged & evaded & sniveled out of for whole lifetimes:
For this is the dying time for my generation & of a host of our illusions now to be reviewed by us all with a disillusioned eye.
AND, now, it is Death that we must grow into just as we did the success & guilt, and the failure & resentment, of the first half of Life.
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[1 June 2014]