AtDTDA:29? [847/848] - Cosmic Revelation

[robinlandseadel at comcast.net]

Hey, what the hell: Mark asked for a free for all, whathehell, whathehell.

No, like, uh, let me tell you straight, man, that in the passage work I have so expedisiously edited into the first reel of the edit that, let's face it, we're stuck with, the theme that follows is not only like a huge neon sign flashing the words OBA's really got on his mind, but just plain old fashioned mindblowing stuff.

The image to fix in our collective imaginations is on 847/848. We are on our way to Trieste again, letting us understand that on one level, Pynchon is/was most likely a stamp collector, The Tristero postal system. And being etemologically inclined [to say the least!!!], OBA sees Treiste/Tristero just like we all do. I do not know if Pynchon sees Rilke's Angels as Angels of Death, but Pynchon has no problem inserting Angels into his books, no-sir-ee. Heaven and stamp collecting get all rube goldberged together in the penultimate passage of the novel. In our dope dream fantasies as we drift the upper regions of atmosphere we are floating into, the thinner air induces the drifty astral float of a full Pranic healing. There are certain moments of Grace in this novel. This is one of them. Some how, Cyprian's irritated fantasy concerning the shitting habits of swallows transmutes into gold, the jackpot of Cosmic revelation, his very own, personal vision of the divine, the polytheisticly 
perverse realm of full out, permanant Enlightment.

That right, Cyp gets the big "E" on 848:

              Instead he felt, against the face his soul would have               
              if souls had faces, a brisk vernal equipoise, as  if he 
              were aloft, maintaining an angle of attack into the 
              advance edges of a storm none would have seen 
              to the end of. It suprised him, and did not suprise.

He has just had a vision of the 333,000 or so many hindu expressions of the love of Brahma, millions of lovers dancing in consort with these goddesses and gods. It's a real vision, it's real Enlightment, Cyprian is flying towards Grace.