T. Pynchon – V

Fausto’s kind are alone with the task of living in a universe of things which simply are,  and cloaking that innate mindlessness with comfortable and pious metaphor so that the “practical” half of humanity may continue in the Great Lie, confident that their machines, dwellings, streets and weather share the same human motives, personal traits and fits of contrariness as they.




*M. Ernst – The Angel of the home or the Triumph of Surrealism

3 comments on “T. Pynchon – V

  1. I’ve always liked that painting.

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