Status Updates From Attila

“It is hope that preserves life, not fear. Fear only preserves survival. You wanted to preserve art historically when poetry preserves history artistically. And what have you achieved? Losing the classical world and your love, what you wanted to preserve and what you believed you had started. You have fallen into what you intended to avoid, and you have behaved barbarously,

The book is speckled with such observations as

“The wind knows well that the sail is more powerful than the wall, even if the sea gives it more runway than the land. The rain knows well that thin grass is more powerful than a thick dam. And so, Attila's tent crackled with more wisdom than rage.”

Part II descriptions are insane

p.42 Fleeces of amethyst gas, ripped from green chaparral by the western blush, pirouetted gracelessly in their ascent toward the rust, where an oscillating breath vaporized old blood clots. In its insoluble sulfur, the turquoise-toned sky acted as broiler, which heightened the bitterness of that mired opal.

A deliberately designed
-delicious
-delightful¡
-delicate-
devastating¿
"de-arranging"
Delirium ✨ 😍

This translation loses SO much of the sauce

My brain hurts but I understand more & more and I think it's breaking my heart

I'm mesmerised by this poetic delirium