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But wasn’t all of his thinking a sort of delirium? Thinking about weeds and worms – My God! he said to himself, self-consciously adopting a believer’s phrasing. But what was “delirium,” anyway? A dictionary put it harshly: “an acutely disturbed state of mind...characterized by restlessness, illusions, and incoherence of thought and speech.” But the entry also recognized delirium as “wild excitement or ecstasy” and quoted Thomas Wolfe: “…he would stride about his room in a delirium of joy.”
Thinking was Goines’ joy, the bountiful torrent of its deliverances, which, in its flow, seemed to him coherent, meaningful, manifesting what life was really about.
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