We’re spaceward bound tomorrow But there’s no grief or sorrow Alone in the sky. The moon’s riding high. You ripe ears of barley, goodbye.

Victor Pelevin, trans. Andrew Bromfield, Omon Ra [Amazon, Bookshop, Publisher, Local Library]

Hermetic quote Pelevin Omon Ra spaceward bound no grief sorrow alone sky moon high ripe barley goodbye

Consider also:

  1. Heir of Darkness
  2. “In the tradition of all great America ideas, [they] have created a confident plan for action, no matter how costly, impractical, or dangerous.”
  3. I’m with the Bears
  4. “She couldn’t tell her mother the truth; she’d never believe it. It would only upset her.”
  5. “These parallel worlds are a knotty problem, he realized. I wonder how many exist. Dozens? With a different human sub-species dominant on each? Weird idea. He shivered. God, how unpleasant . . . like concentric rings of hell, each with its own particular brand of torment.”