I asked the Cardinal questions, we had a conversation.
“I am thinking of a happy island more beautiful than can be imagined,” I said.
“I am thinking of a golden mountain which does not exist,” he said.
“Upon what does the world rest?” I asked.
“Upon an elephant,” he said.
“Upon what does the elephant rest?”
“Upon a tortoise.”
“Upon what does the tortoise rest?”
“Upon a red lawnmower.”
I wrote in my book, playful.
“Is there any value that has value?” I asked.
“If there is any value that has value, then it must lie outside the whole sphere of what happens and is the case, for all that happens and is the case is accidental.” He was not serious. I wrote in my book, knows the drill.
From Donald Barthelme’s story “See the Moon?”
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