Gravity's Rainbow

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Steve--

instead of being the the pot o' gold at the end o' the rainbow, gravity's 
rainbow is a trajectory of the inescapable, of destiny or fate, like a 
humanist tragedy writ large on the funhouse mirror of the night sky by the 
vapor trail of a missile or craft that MUST return to earth and meet its 
target, evoking thereby the suffocating dark side of the supposed liberation 
of flight.  Gravity's rainbow also turns the divine on its ear, making one 
feel that what falls from the sky isn't God's Manna, but junk shrapnel sent 
by some nefarious other also condemned to the same surface of the earth, or 
a black rain of dioxin-water evaporated from a tainted body of earth-water.

as in, but not exclusively:

we do it to ourselves
we bring it upon ourselves
the boomerang
pissing into the wind
masturbation begetting nothing
onanism
with feet of clay, why try to walk at all, just melt right in
what goes up must come down
things fall apart
entropy

*you see gravity's rainbow at work every fourth of july in Los Angeles, when 
Mexicans fire guns into the air and the stray bullets return to earth and 
pick off a few unlucky pots-o'-reverse-midas-gold people who hadn't taken 
cover under a highway overpass.

-- Elvisco

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