Worst of all: the duende that paralyzes.
I think it was such that brought forth such:
"The blackest day is not when you sell your soul to the Devil.
The blackest day is when you go to sell your soul, and you find out
_nobody's buying_."
Was that Harlan Ellison?
scerir wrote:
>
> > Mitch
> > It is the rush of Nor-adrenalin,
> > on its way to the oceans of the mind,
> > to spawn, perhaps?
>
> Nor-adrenalin? A good candidate.
>
> But, having seen many rimes, 25 years ago,
> Merce Esmeralda dancing her 'duende' at Los
> Gallos (a very small tablao de flamenco,
> in Sevilla, plaza Santa Cruz) I would not
> say that nor-adrenalin is enough.
>
> Maybe I was too young, at that time. And
> always in the very first row, dreaming ...
>
> Regards,
>
> -s.
>
--MMB is reachable via butler at comp dash lib dot o r g * My moronic mnemonic for smart behavior: "DICKS" == * * diplomacy, integrity, courage, kindness, skepticism. *
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