/lit/ - Literature

>>6865994
In the day's first hours I have to decide whether to get out of bed or think myself unto death's lap. Oftentimes it's only the thought of a Space Cowboy Epic that gets me to roll out.

But all this raises 2 Qs:

Will I read about a bounty hunter named Teeg?
Will you travel to Mars on a SpaceX rocket in 2026 so you can take accurate notes?

Hint: The answers are selfsame, inane, and constantly unfolding over yr head as you sleep at night like the abortive music from deep space's orchestra pit before the whole universe comes crashing down again—Luckily in that instant our minds will all be in a collective electric bloom and there will be no need for yr space cowboy story (or any entertainments) and then just black.