Molly Notkin's party: Joelle's overdose (p. 231)
she feels not empathy or maternal nurture any longer, just a desire to swallow every last drop of saliva she will ever manufacture and exit this vessel, have fifteen more minutes of Too Much Fun, eliminate her own map with the afflatus of the blind god of all doorless cages
Context
Minutes from the bathroom and the freebase. The cage figure from p. 222 gets its deity: the substance as "the blind god of all doorless cages." The annular fusion's no-exit, made theological.