It's a strange world. Some people get rich and others eat shit and die. Who knows? If there is, in fact, a heaven and a hell, all we know for sure is that hell will be a visciously overcrowded version of Phoenix— a clean well lighted place full of sunshine and bromides and fast cars where almost everybody seems vaguely happy, except those who know in their hearts what is missing... And being driven slowly and quietly into the kind of terminal craziness that comes with finally understanding that the one thing you want is not there. Missing. Back-ordered.
No tengo. Vaya con dios. Grow up! Small is better. Take what you can get....
--Hunter S. Thompson
Gonzo Papers, Vol. 2: Generation of Swine: Tales of Shame and Degradation in the '80s (1988)
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What Bob Dylan would call a Messiah complex?
Dylan called it the messianic complex -- i.e., that both xians and jews are waiting for the messiah and living for that day. This was in an interview in the mid-80s. Not sure I see how that relates here, though.
Reminds me of C.S. Lewis's Great Divorce.
And the "small is better" part reminds me of St Thérèse's Little Way.
This is a little off the subject, but, the idea of millions of people relocating to a place without either vegetation or it's own water source offends my survival instinct. The whole deal seems unstable and propped up.
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