xanthian@zorch.SF-Bay.ORG (Kent Paul Dolan) (04/27/91)
jeenglis@alcor.usc.edu (Joe English) writes: > In comp.unix.questions, in wisner@ims.alaska.edu (Bill Wisner)'s .sig: >> "Syzygy, inexorable, pancreatic, phantasmagoria--anyone who can use >> those four words in one sentence will never have to do manual labor." >> -- W. P. Kinsella "We dance, naked, before the flame, our synchronous forms entwined but untouching, and on the rice paper screen, as we pass between each other and the spark, our flesh in repeated sysygy, closer, farther from the smoking, flickering, spice-scented candle, our shadows blossom and wane in a whirling phantasmagoria, and the accidental brush of her sweat scented nubile hair against my arching belly sends a fiery pancreatic ripple from my innermost privacy to my nethermost senses, while I feel the burning, burning, burning rapture of the deep green jungle's music re-echo from her mirroring, ready, receptive heat, like a huge, deep, inexorable drum thundering 'now, now, now' in time with my pounding blood, and I lose my soul in her golden, humgry, honey eyes." > Why does this quote make me think of Kent? Haven't a clue. Kent, the man from xanth. <xanthian@Zorch.SF-Bay.ORG> <xanthian@well.sf.ca.us> -- Purple prose done cheap.