Pynchon as propaganda

[Terrance]

s~Z wrote:
> 
> Wha?<<<
> 
> I just don't get this contradiction that you see, and I keep puzzling over
> it. It's like you think that people who believe in life after death don't
> hate the fuck out of dying and don't mourn and wear black and cry and moan
> and feel incredible pain and even a sense of finality alongside having faith
> that somewhere down the line there'll be a happy eternal nonending. 

 And in the Jesus story, He was God and knew his
> crucifixion was going to result in salvation for whosoever will may come and
> that he would be resurrected to glory sitting at the right hand of the
> Father at the Marriage Supper of the Lamb, and yet he was begging Big Daddy
> to let him off the hook. The cup of death is a bitter drink regardless of
> what comes next.

Don't wanta be a soldier Moma, I don't wanta die. 
	--Lennon

No deposit, no return. 
What scrap of humanity, what scrap of earth remains? Any attempt to go
back, to return, to find a way back, to find that path less traveled by,
that other side at the fork in the road leads to annihilation in GR.
Yet, the novel is nostalgic for a time when return was meaningful and
sacred. 

No return. 

Not for the Herero. Not for Slothrop. o getting back to the Earth, to
the Garden, to the Tree of Life and Death. 

Come on in Hep cats and dig the critical mass. Hey, it's Father Rapier
and he's saying that there is a terrible possibility now, in the World.
We may not brush it away, we must look at it. It is possible that THEY
will not die. That is is now within the state of THEIR art to go on
forever--though we, of course, will keep dying as we always have. Death
has been the source of THEIR power. It was easy enough for us to see
that. If we are here once, only once, then clearly we are here to
take...we are Their harvest...It must change radically the nature of our
faith in Their morality, faith that They also cry, and have fear, and
feel pain, faith They are only pretending Death is Their servant--faith
in Death as the master of us all--...demand our own immortality...They
have taken from Earth and us...can be returned to where it all came
from.