NPPR Commentary Lines 80, 91, 130,
Glenn Scheper
glenn_scheper at earthlink.net
Wed Oct 15 17:40:41 CDT 2003
This sure reminds me of the FF and AF themes:
> his bachelor bedroom, a splendid spacious
circular apartment at the top of the high
and massive South West Tower. This had been
his father's retreat and was still connected
by a jolly chute in the wall with a round
swimming pool in the hall below, so that the
young Princ could start the day as his father
used to start it by slipping open a panel
beside his army cot and rolling into the shaft
whence he whizzed down straight into bright
water.
Now we have a "Fleur" who I believe is Charles:
Buddha was born of a lotus arising from the navel
of Vishnu, like a wet dream in navel; or, from my
just prior Notes Line 286 post, the Pan workings.
Charles is in his father's seat (throne, mouth),
then Fleur is in it. If he is a self-father, then
his father, thus grandfather, made the mirror,
which is himself. Sudarg of Bokay reflects Jakob
of Gradus. so Gradus as natural father of Charles.
Amos 6:6-8 suggests to me Joseph FF Jakob:
6:6 That drink wine in bowls, and anoint themselves with the chief
ointments: but they are not grieved for the affliction of
Joseph.
6:7 Therefore now shall they go captive with the first that go
captive, and the banquet of them that stretched themselves
shall be removed.
6:8 The Lord GOD hath sworn by himself, saith the LORD the God of
hosts, I abhor the excellency of Jacob, and hate his palaces:
therefore will I deliver up the city with all that is therein.
garlien in the mirror goes back to "Karlie, Garlie".
line 91: The poem, Mountain View, is clearly all AF tropes.
Its "glassed" must be an on-ramp to the later glass factory.
> A haughty and morose captive, he was caged in his rose-stone
palace from a corner turret of which one could make out with
the help of field glasses lithe youths diving into the swimming
pool of a fairy-tale sport clube,... how tenderly painted on
the western vault of the sky!
AF: turret=glasses=phallus. mouth=mythic pool. lithe=flexible.
I found Arcadian between arc and arcane (hidden, for enclosed)
and vault or arch is a pure AF trope: A gnostic text says the
the keystone is love (monadic, eros as of a top-hanging penis).
Maybe that's what Jesus meant by corner-stone (in pointy arch)?
Now the classic East-West alignment is genitals to mouth,
as the wheels of sun (AF' testes) rolls across the sky.
Or, by chance, if AF is midday, then the forehead is West,
(bi-frost giants kept out at the gate of Ymir's eyebrows)
which is a place even less known than ordinary AF tantric,
or so said one of my recent poetics links.
It looks like that comes up in the western Zembla excape,
the (South-)West Tower, and following the circuit around
to one's anus, the kings removal from tower to "a dismal
lumber (lumbar?) room on the same side of the palace, but
on its first floor"... "an old hole of a room"
Of course, that opens the possibility that a bifurcating
secret passageway would be some bifurcated anus-to-paps
bodily circuit that I long ago posited, and find known
to some few poets.
Football shattered window recalls that Ymir operation,
and TSE Wasteland's window yielding upon sylvan scene.
The same door in the opposite circuit, is self-sodomy.
I heard Yahoo Groups sports an AS group, like AF & AC.
Prince and Oleg are one: "behind him the yound Prince's
electric torch played on the ground and gave a coating
of flour to the back of Oleg's bare thighs."
It looks like lemniscate labels the dual mammary form.
A reflexive male/female tantric speech act argument
completes the circuit, like Shakespeare's lovers who
talk to each other through a hole in a wall, person.
Eystein, trompe l'oeil: See Ymir above. From an old url:
http://members.aol.com/mmqchome2/mythnotes.htm
Mimir is the god who guards the well of knowledge of the future.
He won't let anyone drink from it. The well of Niflheim is the
spring of Hvergelmir. The only way into Asgard is to go across
a bridge called Bifrost (the rainbow). The Aesir don't want Frost
Giants in their city. So there is a gate at the end of the bridge
made of Ymir's eyebrows.
> He dared not press the button of the torch until properly
engulfed, nor could he afford a noisy stumble, and therefore
negotiated the eighteen [18..] invisible steps in a more or
less sitting position like a timid novice bum-scraping...
Compare the Rev. 14:14 account of AS: "And I looked, and behold a
white cloud, and upon the cloud one sat like unto the Son of man,
having on his head a golden crown, and in his hand a sharp sickle."
Now, where's the expected bifurcation...?
Yours truly,
Glenn Scheper
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