Status Updates From Nocturnal Apparitions: Esse...

It would be in vain to deny that we feel a certain pounding of the heart, a blessed anxiety, the sacred nervousness that precedes final things. Soon we will run out of colours in the crucibles, and of brightness in the soul, both of which we require to lay down the highest notes, to sketch out the most luminous and transcendent outlines of this painting.

It is unforgivably reckless to send a young boy out on an urgent mission into such a night, for in its half-light the streets soon multiply, intertwine, and change places. The depths of the town open up to reveal double streets, doppelganger streets, false and misleading streets.

Just finished the most famous story by Schulz, the street of crocodiles, I have read it previously, but now that I live in the street of crocodiles, it has a new meaning, it has embossed itself over all my memories of the street I live on, it is really quite amazing.

An interesting story, the strange lynchian aspects of the story were fantastic, but it seemed like this first piece august is mainly about tone, perhaps I did not understand, but its focus on making the nostalgic bizarre and sinister was pretty great.