This essay is hypnotic and astonishing and just a real delight–
Are you really well now? Or are you fatally winged and hurtling earthward, mistaking frictionless movement, freedom from pain, for freedom to move? it is impossible to tell, given that the future, on the shapeless brink of which we always hover, is dimensionless, unrelational.
—Restorational, Anatomy of Norbiton.