side effects of exploration...: Your adventure ends here

Monday, July 16, 2012

Your adventure ends here

My friend Jeff Simmermon points us to a Tumblr of the "death-pages" from Choose Your Own Adventure books, popular in the 1980s.
"I recognized some of the Interplanetary Spy ones from my own childhood, too," Jeff says.

Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

All truths wait in all things,
They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it,
They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon,
The insignificant is as big to me as any,
(What is less or more than a touch?)

Logic and sermons never convince,
The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul.

(Only what proves itself to every man and woman is so,
Only what nobody denies is so.)

A minute and a drop of me settle my brain,
I believe the soggy clods shall become lovers and lamps,
And a compend of compends is the meat of a man or woman,
And a summit and flower there is the feeling they have for each other,
And they are to branch boundlessly out of that lesson until it becomes omnific,
And until one and all shall delight us, and we them.

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Monday, July 16, 2012

Your adventure ends here

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