"Inside my head, somewhere between the eyes, a shimmering rainbow of color appeared. I did not perceive it with my physical vision--it was more like a dream that I had managed to smuggle in to the waking state" (pg. 319)
"I had always suspected that Stephen Hawking did not understand the words 'relict radiation' that occur on every second page of his books. Relict radiation is not a radio signal that can be captured using complex and expensive equipment. Relict radiation is the whole world that we see around us, no matter who we are, were-creatures of human beings" (pg. 318)
"The world works in a mysterious and incomprehensible fashion. Wishing to protect frogs from children's cruelty, adults tell children not to crush them because that will make it rain--and the result is that it rains all summer because the children crush frogs one after another" (pg 316)
"my conviction was that Stephen Hawking wasn't writing about physics at all, but about sex--only not about squalid human intercourse, but the grandiose cosmic coitus that gave birth to matter" (pg. 25).
A Spanglish blog dedicated to the works, ruminations, and mongrel pyrotechnics of Yago S. Cura, an Argentine-American poet, translator, publisher & futbol cretin. Yago publishes Hinchas de Poesia, an online literary journal, & is the sole proprietor of Hinchas Press.