alpentine, eschatological inquiry by post-modern deconstructionist scholars is nothing to make silly website banners about
Watch out! It seems as though it is about to rush into the darkness where you are sitting and reduce you to a mangled sack of skin, full of crumpled flesh and splintered bones, and destroy this hall and this building, so full of wine, women, music and vice, and transform it into fragments and into dust. But this, too, is merely a train of shadows.
Incidentally, I learned the word 'eschaton' this year from reading Infinite Jest, then the Decemberists made a music video about it, and tonight we count down to the eschaton of 2011... and you can't spell 'eschatological' without 'scatological'.