The conversations had a nightmare flatness, talking dice spilled in the tube metal chairs, human aggregates disintegrating in cosmic inanity, random events in a dying universe where everything is exactly what it appears to be, and no other relation than juxtaposition is possible.
by William S. Burroughs
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The quote from William S. Burrough's "Junky" captures a sense of existential despair and the monotony of communication in a seemingly indifferent universe. Conversations are portrayed as soulless, akin to the clattering of dice, suggesting randomness and lack of meaning. The imagery of human beings disintegrating amid cosmic absurdity reflects a profound disconnection from deeper relationships, emphasizing a stark juxtaposition of experience without any substantive link.

This portrayal conveys a bleak worldview where everything is stripped down to its surface appearance, lacking depth or significance. The author's depiction of life as a series of random events reinforces the idea that meaning is elusive and that human interactions have lost their richness, leading to an overall sense of chaos and futility in a dying universe.

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