High Expectations

[Cyril Chapelle]

"Either you have stumbled indeed, without the aid of LSD or other indole
alkaloids, on to a secret richness and concealed density of dream ; on
to a network by which X number of americans are truly communicating
whilst reserving their lies, recitations of routine, arid betrayals of
spiritual poverty, for the official governement delivery system ; maybe
even on to a real alternative to the existlessness, to the absence of
surprise to life, that harrows the head of everybody American you know,
and you too, sweetie" (L49-6)