TMoP_Ch1_Pgs5b,6

[Glenn Scheper]

Revising top of pg 5 first:

Actually, let me re-position hour as an oral event.
Then working down Nebucadnezzor's statue, the four
segments of gold, silver, brass, and iron are like
the four 1000-cubit measures of Ez into the stream
(bkwds): ankle, knees, loin/waist, head/to swim in.

And in my personal case of Lamb opening Revelation,
it fits the 7th, my soon-ex-wife thusly: I got a
surprise kiss ending first night of meeting. Later
I started AF, but relented; Second date: much coitus
w/o completion; completed in AF.--This all is the
"silence in heaven about the space of half an hour"
with heaven/hour representing not coitus but AF.

My only ever blow-job, she ran off and spat it out,
to my surprise: "in one hour is her judgment come",
contrasting the Jewish betrothal of offering wine
(which betrothal is effective, if she drinks it).
Right after that was all the mark and 666 business.
The last 28 years have just been dragging it out.

By extension, the long awaited hour:day::month:year
deconstruction might be: oral:breast::genital:anal.
As breasts are double, it makes 24 instead of 12,
and I once long ago had a sight of them polarized,
like one pap was light, one pap dark: as per Rev:
and they serve him Day and Night in his temple.
I felt Rev "in those days" may refer to breasts.

So, pg 5, halfway down: Recall the big paragraph
above was cunnilingus (in the viewpoint of the about
to be conceived son-of-self who moved to the mindset
of his biological father). And CL continues here:

He is trying to cast a spell. But over whom: over a
ghost or over himself?  He thinks of Orpheus walking
backwards step by step, whispering the dead woman's
name, coaxing her out of the entrails of hell; of the wife
in graveclothes with the blind, dead eyes following him,
holding out limp hands before her like a sleepwalker. No
flute, no lyre, just the word, the one word, over and over.
When death cuts all other links, there remains still the
name. Baptism: the union of a soul with a name, the name
it will carry into eternity. Barely breathing, he forms the
syllables again: Pavel.

a spell: a glamour: in the non-contact game of flirtation,
one might use psychological projection of the idea of CL.
(an unspoken idea one holds while speaking of other things)

at top of p4, I say fetus "thought": "his ghost" (of father).
The fetus has nor breath nor death, so it has no ghost yet.

In coitus, the one who comes, slays the other partner,
even both (French: la petite morte), as in Rev seal #2:

6:4 And there went out another horse that was red: and power was given to him 
that sat thereon to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one 
another: and there was given unto him a great sword.

BTW, a sword can be either penis or mouth, used against a vagina (sheath).

In AF or AC, one is every time slaying oneself. But there is a
very different effect if there is an intermediate shewbread,
(like pagans prepare sacraments containing m.blood or semen)
like Moses beat the rock, or Islam's "a sip out of the hand
is excused". He already came; so vagina here is as eucharist.
Nevertheless, knowledge of the eating / speech act proceeds
from mouth to the intermediary to the represented/who came.

But both came, and C emphasises her ghost, drawing a parallel
of Orpheus as postcoital CL: '1woman--2wife' implies the act
marks as a marriage. For hell, I must compare Rev seal #4:

I distinguish "The Word" from "The Name" :: Come from Fuck.
Perhaps backwards, but one cannot position a mouth around
the ineffable Name; But at seal 5, "I saw under the altar
them that had been slain for The Word of God (Word IS AF).

>From the AHA below, it was my multiple triple scotches that
counted as my coming, with some barfly who each friday after
swing shift found her way to my lap, rocking there till two.
(Sardis: "You have a name that thou livest, and art dead.)
No, that's backwards. It must be her coming that slew me.

6:8 And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was 
Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth 
part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with 
the beasts of the earth.

The gist of whore 4 was her much manipulation could not make
me come, for I strenghtened myself by much abuse just prior.
Although the vagina was never involved, she asked me midway
to buy her a drink, which may count as well as her coming.
(Wow, the alcohol angle just improved my seal 5 model too.)
So my first AF was the next significant event: Not only did
I gain Death from her (D. her name), but Hell from myself.

So O by CL would take the burden of receiving Hell from her.
(Hey, this is theology on the fly. I'll get better doing it.)

Graveclothes are white, white because of a coming partner.
Blind dead eyes: vagina (eye also a general term for hole)

following him: coming is a form of motion: erxomai (I recall)
a general GK verb for motion: to go, come, fly, (sleep)walk.

I visualize her limp hands are on his head. ('Nother joke:
How do French women hold their liquor? -- By the ears.)

My tryst with an erotic dancer proved Lyre/harp/GK xithara/
guitar IS f. pudendum: her four spread fingers flew across
her clit like strumming a guitar. (That was worth $300!)
Whereas flute IS penis.

When death (of the individual)... The Name ("Fuck") remains.

I long said AF is word/baptism/confession/theurgy/etc.
Coetzee forefronts this here.  My first AF granted name Hell,
not Fuck. But names are subject to revision as we experiment.

Barely breathing (cuz CL (by father)). But why Pavel?
(cuz this started as Pavel moved to mind of father?)

His head begins to swim: Vagina (or pregnancy) as sea.

I must go / will come back / abandoned him.
But what more can a ghost-father do for a spermatozoon?

Pg 6.

"He is falling asleep. He imagines himself plunging
down a long waterfall into a pool, and give himself over
to the plunge." -- pool fits sea, intrauterine locus.

Whew. Summary of Chapter one: Pavel was conceived.
(and remember, Pavel (or D?) is the incarnate god-man.)

BTW. I bought new snorkel gear. Spent a quick 30 minutes
in the ocean Sat, Sun. Plan to go daily. Am I sublimating
my sex drive? It'll be useful if Calif. falls into sea.

Yours truly,
Glenn Scheper
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