PF & Jimmy Joyce plays harmonica skeleton keys and the rain

[Jasper Fidget]

> -----Original Message-----
> From: owner-pynchon-l at waste.org [mailto:owner-pynchon-l at waste.org] On
> Behalf Of Mrs. McChoakemchild
> Sent: Tuesday, September 02, 2003 1:06 PM
> To: pynchon-l at waste.org
> Subject: re: PF & Jimmy Joyce plays harmonica skeleton keys and the rain
> 
> And these visions of Isaiah are now all that remain
> 
> I have nourished and brought up children, and they have rebelled against
> me
> 
> 
> 
> Pee Pee Ese    Ulysses Ch. 3, 35-40,
>   "The cord of all link back, strandenwining cable of all flesh. That is
> why
>   mystic monks. Will you be as gods? Gaze in your omphalos. Hello! Kinch
> here.
>   Put me on to Edenville. Aleph, alpha: nought, nought, one.

That's it, thanks.  I also remembered this one: "Through spaces smaller than
red globules of man's blood they creepycrawl after Blake's buttocks into
eternity of which this vegetable world is but a shadow. Hold to the now, the
here, through which all future plunges to the past." (_Ulysses_ Ch 9).

Jasper Fidget