Sunday, March 06, 2011

some more Arrhé

Trahec Cla-Alorun had this to say about the difference between thrasmeres and throntears: "The thrasmere resembles the meter, the mile, the gigaparsec, the Planck length, one furlong, the average distance between lion ears for it is a sidereal unit of distance, and of effort. But the throntear is a much more interesting unit of measurement: it is a transcendental distance which counts, quantifies exactly the number of nested metaphors between one conceptual place and another. The thrasmere is purely idempotent: if I travel five thrasmeres and you travel three, the total distance we have traveled is eight thrasmeres. One speaks in hushed tones about 'metathronteareal' or 'transthrontereal' separations between conceptual bulwarks: for while we can say "oh, it was five throntears away", we can also blur the throntear itself, viz.: if we assign a fractional, irrational, transcendental, and or complex or quaternionic number of throntears separation between two conceptual toposes, we are talking about a separation of such depth and magnitude that it cannot be measured by "thras"mere light years."



She goes on to quote Malwavbleom H. Hruncthys, when describing an event pi-sqrt(17)i throntears from Alharhec: "Stunned gelato ribalding? What's the Antialopecianist doing with that hydroxide? Castroglial? I hardly ever took the Cuba'd root of her inflections, expecting an assignation, I removed flecks of dirt from her bodice, oh, which by the way, rolled a seven. Her other bodice rolled a nine. I think her bodices aren't transitive, tho -- and I have the transfers from the streetcar to prove it, though the car top was occupied by a stunning, sunning Opulchst, all bright and swimmy, detailing the underwine of everyone's lasso, snarfing up the Wildebronts and drinking neutrino vodka. This Opulchst laughed of the concretions of centurywork, depositing our disfavor in kind: and when the car had stopped at Biesdboro station and she was required to surrender one of her bodices to the Capstan for inspection, the Opulchst excused her and offered the Capstan some tape, which it tensioned for playing. I think it was some duck tape -- the sort they make from drake feathers."

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