“Will you be as gods? Gaze in your omphalos.”—Stephen Dedalus, A.K.A. James Joyce, Ulysses
No long winded disquisition here. Let the picture say my half-a-thousand words.
Next to me at the bar are three men discussing current affairs, the sorry state of the world, etc. Although I am acquainted with them my back is turned and I divide my attention between the tiny paperback book I carry and a television screen playing Stanley Cup Hockey.
The beer is cold and delicious.
Mead of the Muses, Nectar of the Gods, Divine Soma.
All is just as it should be.