3.5

Two parallel journeys, their directions erratic, asymptotic. The most absurd fits of cold reason are twisted, in a stream of consciousness, with oneiricism. The is no certainty, no closure, apart from that of the unending procession ever convergent, like an asymptote, on death.

(From CSM Library. Read from a red paperback of the trilogy, which includes Molloy and The Unnameable, both of which I no longer have time to read. The first page of The Unnameable fell out many times, before I finally taped in back in.)

molloy's bit was much better than moran's. ( )

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