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Dead in the water
At some point in this dream i came across my dead body floating in shallow water. Initially startled, the experience was rendered comical when to my horror I discovered that my carcass' receding hairline was showing, and I hastened to fix it before anyone noticed.
To conclude, pretentiously, an extract from T.S. Eliot's 'Waste Land'.
PHLEBAS the Phoenician, a fortnight dead, | |
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep seas swell | |
And the profit and loss. | |
A current under sea | 315 |
Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell | |
He passed the stages of his age and youth | |
Entering the whirlpool. | |
Gentile or Jew | |
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, | 320 |
Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you. |
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