Reviews for A game of heuene

The average rating for A game of heuene based on 2 reviews is 3 stars.

Review # 1 was written on 2014-10-22 00:00:00 Edgar Garcia OORANA by Eugene Jolas I was in the canyon of a vast city at dusklight. A dourcrowd of men and women rambled up and down the asphalt. Nothing was heard save the iterant rhythm of the heelbluster. What was the great event they were waiting for? Was a declaration of war to be announced? Did they expect an enemy invasion? Did they hope for the irruption into their plaguelives of some miraculous being? Seven childhood friends appeared out of the nighting mass. We began to laughsing in our native words a chant that whirldisturbed the dourmen and dourwomen. Suddenly there was a cry. The night had now come with nervefreezing gloom. Out of the darkwhorl above the high houses we saw what seemed an airplane. It lightshot down towards us. We helterskelterfled into the houses. In the empty street we watched the machine stop. It flamesputtered. Then we saw that it was really a man-machine: a giant whose hands and feet contained wheels and flutter-engines. He did not stay long, however, and soon vanished again in a nerve-trance. Everybody swiftrushed back to the canyon where we found a large sheet of paper on which was written: OORANA OORANA OORANA My childhood friends and I became very agitated. We had the sensation that we were floating upward. Soon we were shoutwinging our way through the nightsky. We felt liberated from all earthly bonds. We paeanlouded in a shimmersurge. Higher and higher we steeped our way. We saw lightningforking and starshooting. The light drew us upward with a kind of music. Were we changed too? We seemed to be lighter than air. We were vertigorising past galaxies of wonderplanets Once we looked down below and saw the earth eggfloating in a dark ocean. Interminably the unjourney continued, until suddenly the catapultforce began to decrease, and we landed with a wildthud on a very small planet. We knew we were on OORANA. Etherbeings received us with musicwords never heard before. When we tried to transpose the incantatory rapturesounds to our own language forms, we failed. We tried an approximation and agreed on the following interpretation: OORANA shillaroo pleina fullassa reina vollava emplea essencia littora whirlalla grellila rilltara affulla altagra inbruma blitza eclaira altara pleroma fullina sternana OORANA glimmera hallolee flamma sheenalee glista gleissaree ascesa lillallee blazeesa flugaree ignista lumisee lustrala gloseelee dazzlona lucinee radiosta irradee illuma lightinglee flashala crackalee dazina beamonee glazola burnishee glowila silberee OORANA ura flittora clina shimmera swala lohala gloota lichtera gluela astara brenna burnina golda biluna gleissa aspera clarina ballada traumana trancola OORANA OORANA OORANA

Review # 2 was written on 2013-03-13 00:00:00 Scott Smith Mind-blowing. A whole new universe that deliciously disrupts the prism of reality. A meaningless path leading to the infinite sense, blurring the separation between absolute superficiality and relative depth or relative superficiality and absolute depth. A dispensable must.