"this War was never political at all"

[JBFRAME at aol.com]

In a message dated 02/27/2003 8:50:28 AM Pacific Standard Time, 
pynchonoid at yahoo.com writes:


> ...a conspiracy between human beings and techniques, by
> something that needed the energy-burst of war, crying,
> 'Money be damned, the very life of [insert name of
> Nation] is at stake," but meaning, most likely, dawn
> is nearly here, I need my night's blood, my funding,
> funding, ahh more, more. . . . 
> 

Reminds me...

Moloch
What sphinx of cement and aluminum bashed open their skulls and ate up their 
brains and imagination?
Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars! Children 
screaming under the stairways! Boys sobbing in armies! Old men weeping in the 
parks!
Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Moloch! Moloch the loveless! Mental Moloch! 
Moloch the heavy judger of men!
Moloch the incomprehensible prison! Moloch the crossbone soulless jailhouse 
and Congress of sorrows! Moloch whose buildings are judgement! Moloch the 
vast stone of war! Moloch the stunned governments!
Moloch whose mind is pure machinery! Moloch whose blood is running money! 
Moloch whose fingers are ten armies! Moloch whose breast is a cannibal 
dynamo! Moloch whose ear is a smoking tomb!
Moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows! Moloch whose skyscrapers 
stand in the long streets like endless Jehovahs! Moloch whose factories dream 
and croak in the fog! Moloch whose smokestacks and antennae crown the cities!
Moloch whose love is endless oil and stone! Moloch whose soul is electricity 
and banks! Moloch whose poverty is the specter of genius! Moloch whose fate 
is a cloud of sexless hydrogen! Moloch whose name is the Mind!
Moloch in whom I sit lonely! Moloch in whom I dream angels! Crazy in Moloch! 
Cocksucker in Moloch! Lacklove and manless in Moloch!
Moloch who entered my soul early! Moloch in whom I am a consciousness without 
a body! Moloch who frightened me out of my natural ecstasy! Moloch whom I 
abandon! Wake up in Moloch! Light streaming out of the sky!
Moloch! Moloch! Robot apartments! invisible suburbs! skeleton treasuries! 
blind capitals! demonic industries! spectral nations! invincible madhouses! 
granite cocks! monstrous bombs!
They broke their backs lifting Moloch to Heaven! Pavements, trees, radios, 
tons! lifting the city to Heaven which exists and is everywhere about us!
Visions! Omens! hallucinations! miracles! ecstasies! gone down the American 
river!
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions! the whole boatload of sensitive 
bullshit!
Breakthroughs! over the river! flips and crucifixions! gone down the flood! 
Highs! Epiphanies! Despairs! Ten years' animal creams and suicides! Minds! 
New loves! Mad generation! down on the rocks of Time!
Real holy laughter in the river! They saw it all! the wild eyes! the holy 
yells! They bade farewell! They jumped off the roof! to solitude! waving! 
carrying flowers! Down to the river! into the street!

1956
    

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