Say goodbye
Not so fast, Sprac. Have you ever been there?
Listen: Just shut your fingers and live your rough ridin' life, god damnit man I'm trying to help you.
Apparently you don't understand. Without saying more (which I can't) get away from the Deep. You don't need to help me because I understand the DI. I need no help. I am safe. You are the one who needs to get away before it's too late.
Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep seas swell
And the profit and loss.
A current under sea
Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth
Entering the whirlpool.
Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,
Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.
