i want to scrub the moss off the space shuttle and fly julie to the moon and colonise it , or float a capsized cruise ship to some distant island where no one will protest us , or just harness the magic that brings me into the brains of the living and use it to bring julie into mine , because it 's warm in here , it 's quiet and lovely , and in here we are n't an absurd juxtaposition , we are perfect .