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The Flounder was one of those like Lincoln in Bardo that very many people read. Celine in the one I have read "Journey" pulled off the poetry of a man who simply is disgusted by systems regrowing out of the hubris of warlike organizations. You see him having the hard work any writer does to keep perception fresh on writing days that you are preoccupied with the 450 conscious tongue lips mouth movements thatmake up speech. You can tell w him that it was dangerous. But he anticipates Hen Miller who relied on the helpful crutch of wrapping disastrous happenings in the kind of cock eyed optimism inherent in conversations. A 200 page novel requires a breakthrough as often as not. Eggs get broken. Our mother did not teach us to be Japetto to an unreliablenarrator. She almost did, you can find her anywhere you want to look. But it is not in the egg, have to adventure firther.

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