Last Sunday I was looking for something to read on my long train ride to Brighton Beach. For no reason picked Kurt Vonnegut's Wampeters, Foma & Granfalloons. Last time I read his book, was may be 16 years ago. I went half through the book over the weekend, stopping at the part about Madame Blavatsky and her Theosophical Society. Kurt Vonnegut liked and respected spiritualism. Little I new that distinguished author cracked his coconut around the same time. Homeless soul must be drifting around New York City. I feel honored that it visited my place not long before leaving spaceship Earth.
So it goes.
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