grgr (34): der regenbogen der schwerkraft

[Lorentzen / Nicklaus]

 ... summer's almost gone, & a new tide on the way ... some few unelaborated 
remarks, then it'll be enough ... sloth' psycho-spiritual dearmorment still 
strikes me as the novel's most exiting story ... through his glowing "absence" 
we may learn to  r e a l i z e  the fullness of being ... to me gravity's 
rainbow actually i s the book artaud wanted to write: --- confusing the people, 
like an open door leading them there where to go they'd have never agreed...a 
door simply connected with reality ... (cf. "l'ombilic des limbes", 1925) ... 
german sound samples in gr: must sound quite different when you're no native 
speaker, i guess ... my assumption is that it somehow, in a gloomy 'continental 
way or so, must sound 'cooler' to us-americans ... in the beginning of the 
twentythird & final chapter of "blood meridian" it all of sudden sez "sie müssen 
schlafen aber ich muss tanzen" ... they have to sleep but i have to dance ... 
not much german philosophy in gr, which, by pleading for a somehow 
psycho-historical perspective, speaks out against 'economic reductionism' in 
gestalt of karl heinrich marx ... leibniz' mathematics & the economics of 
walther rathenau (- actually not their philosophies) play their part ... &, like 
in m&d, prussian army-organization ... but - hey terrance! - i must have missed 
the parts on "kant and his followers", no matter whether you meant (- never you 
answered that one) the "idealists" or the "neo-kantians" ... a-and, of course, 
synthetic drugs ... a toast to the german pharmacologist (- too lazy to look 
them up now) who developed cocaine, horse & xtc ... but that's not the way gr 
puts it ... even acid seems to be dissed as synthetic death-orientated drug ... 
in opposite to it: mother nature's 'shrooms [- new season: check it out!] & weed 
... but as trp's enthusiastic mdma-statement shows (--- "... you see everything 
with total clarity ... you have reached a state which the ancients have called 
nirvana, all seeing bliss", cf. bruce eisner: ecstasy. the mdma story, p. 137), 
we should differentiate between the drug taste of the user trp and gr's "german 
death drugs" motif construction, which fits into the novel's constellation quite 
well ... looking longer on larger areas of heath, "growing in all directions", 
one can experience the strange, 'hyper-realistic' complementaryness of green & 
magenta ... out of the stereo streams "two against nature", now a stanza that 
could be written on gottfried & weissmann: "two against nature don't you 
know/who's gonna grok the shape of things to go/two against nature make them 
groan/who's gonna break the shape of things unknown" ... right sweetie, that's 
not something trp has "put into the text", but - know what? - i the fuck don't 
care ... neither does the man who encourages - especially in gr's fourth part - 
such an amplifying reading ... some time ago i saw a tv-docu on the zeppelin 
airship hindenburg (- eintausenddreihundertzwanzig pferdestärken) & its 
lakehurst burning catastrophe on 5/6/37 ... two day before pynchon's birth not 
far away, i thought while watching: must still have been the talk of the town 
when he entered this world, german air technology crashing down from above ... 
--- could this have been some kinda 'unconscious motivation' to write gravity's 
rainbow? (--- this, of course, only makes sense, if trp was not, as naumann - 
somehow joking? - suggested recently in that radio show, born some years later) 
... actually we don't know whether gottfried & bianca do really die in the 
novel (- event-ually they will be saved) ... the final rocket start might 
also be a fantasy blicero & gottfried share while enacting the skrying of lot 49 
... the volkswagen is now over downtown l.a. where the stream of traffic ... 
takes me away ... a reference to "nazi-fordism" & - somehow like karl bopp in 
vineland - signifying the presence of nazi-germany in post war america ... 
actually a green volkswagen, my parents had from about the time i was born (- 
same year as poppy z. brite & boris becker) till the early 70s, was the first 
car i was regulary been driven in ... no concrete memory but some washed-out 
color photographies from 1969: young family with snow & small car ... & now, 
while the rain outside keeps falling on the meadows, slick dick and the 
volkswagens get into "i want to kiss your feet" ...       

 i dedicate this grgr (34) to the memory of rolf dieter brinkmann (1940-1975), 
 writer, collage-artist & trp's first strong reader in germany ... the following 
 is m.o.p.a.t from the collage book "schnitte" (- cuts), which was composed in 
 the year gr got published: 
                                ":i had only been 33 years on 
                                 this planet & groped myself 
                                 through the phantom-show : :/
                         
                             now i was in husum/northern germany 1972
                             a hotel room with color-photo view oo
                             zy wet dock & 1972 april, may:
                             olevq no romano, lazium 1973 april, may ( :&)
                             thin single trees against the light blue
                             morning light on the altitude level around
                             & saw:who am i/ :me, the northern german:
                             in the last th3rd of the 20th century but
                             against a world which possessed for more than 3
                             million years primate's life: had: offices
                             &pictures, moulded newsstands at road's 
                             ends &, stuttering,the world is different/ :now"

  
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