Sol's Inner Vault

God is a circle of mystery but wait I can prove that it is the smallest circle where you're done once you've begun you're finished before starting alpha and omega the word always before big bangs black holes and dimensions before time and place or any soft coordinate of temporal existence  God precedes all these thoughts or sub-currents of pre-ideas forms of energy all matter all force of attraction and repulsion so you strive to recall the navigation that got you here forgetting that your efforts are lost since the path to God is a circle that changes with every soul's journey purely inviolate resolute and unknowable.

Read William S. Burrough's Naked Lunch when I was a teenager, 17, I think. Wasn't too impressed with the so-called cut-up writing style, kind of a psychological chop suey mishmash of the unconscious, free association, and the darkest impulses.  This guy has major and multiple psychosis is what I concluded, as reading his book was akin to strolling down an unknown and trashy alley, not so much scared as disgusted. Meanings are illusive or imagined as one has to re-read passages to gain some clue about what was at hand.  The hallucinatory flavor of this peculiar and disjointed writing becomes more an annoyance of vague references and harsh imagery, shock for its own sake, colored with a victim mentality that seems to ignore any semblance of responsibility.  Understanding is scarce, and it all becomes a mental distraction of tedious plodding thru twisted and tortured paragraphs of madness, mindless indulgence, drug addiction, and pitifully gruesome self-loathing. Could be I'm