Thirteen days in Twin Peaks: Here comes Bob.

Nowhere is safe from the extradimensional beings who come into our reality to fuck with us for shits and giggles. They're coming right for you in your home, climbing over the dubious defenses of the sofa and coming right for your face. Don't look away.

Thirteen days in Twin Peaks: Drink full and descend.

We might be mud that sat up in wonder and awe at the universe around us, and finds love in the most unexpected places, but we're still mud. Don't ever forget that you're nothing but a meat sack, with a fragile skull that can be crushed without hesitation, and an even more delicate consciousness that can be turned right off with a few chosen words of enormous portent.

Thirteen days in Twin Peaks: All things are like the void and cloudless sky.

He's killed his own daughter, but at the end of all things, Leland Palmer has the best possible guide into the next world in the great existential detective Dale Cooper. No judgement, no fear, Cooper knows that Leland might be the biggest victim of them all, and for all his crimes, he deserves some peace in his final breaths.

I really wanted to post this video when the news came through that Lynch had died, but it was so crass and obvious, so went for something equally ideologically pure. It was easy. Twin Peaks is full of that kind of thing, man. 

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