V. strand wolf in the fog

[David Morris]

It's a sci-fi image.  "beach [as] alien as the moon's antarctic" is the key
missing word.

But remember that V. Is very moonish.

On Tuesday, February 26, 2013, Lewis Zhang wrote:

> I'm mostly interested in interpretations of the phrase "beach alien as the
> moon's antarctic". What did he mean when he wrote this? Is "beach alien" an
> allusion to something earlier in the novel?
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> Where exactly is the "moon's antarctic"?
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> On Tue, Feb 26, 2013 at 8:54 PM, Lewis Zhang <lewiszhang at gmail.com> wrote:
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> I feel like I must've met these two on an LSD trip sometime in the 80's.
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> On Tue, Feb 26, 2013 at 8:50 PM, David Morris <fqmorris at gmail.com> wrote:
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> Has anyone ever seen Iris and Bled in the same room at the same Time?
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> On Tuesday, February 26, 2013, Iris Sirius wrote:
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> id be more than happy to provide context.  but, i dont know when you got
> on here, me a psilocybin freakout kickstarted me a year ago. But im not
> about one to "go into the archives".  never have never will.  but ill
> giveyoumy thoughts all you want. on archives, ask m.bailey. hes into it. i
> dont think he's a bot.
> if you care to research the bots on this list, ask Bailey.
> On Feb 26, 2013 8:38 PM, "Lewis Zhang" <lewiszhang at gmail.com> wrote:
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> I'm going to need a bit of context before I can even begin to comprehend
> what you're trying to communicate here.
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> On Tue, Feb 26, 2013 at 8:35 PM, Bled Welder <bledwelder at gmail.com> wrote:
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> On Tue, Feb 26, 2013 at 8:10 PM, Lewis Zhang <lewiszhang at gmail.com> wrote:
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> V., pp. 297
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> enemies that would be with him to the grave: a sun with no shape, a beach
> alien as the moon's antarctic, restless concubines in barbed wire, salt
> mists, alkaline earth, the Benguela Current that would never cease bringing
> sand to raise the harbor floor, the inertia of rock, the frailty of flesh,
> the structural unreliability of thorns; the unheard whimper of a dying
> woman; the frightening but necessary cry of the strand wolf in the fog.
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>
> Can anybody help me deconstruct this amazing piece of imagery?
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> Lewis, there is no deconstructing that piece of imagery.  I mean you can
> deconstrust it all you want, toss in nifty meanings and quote "scholars"
> with opinions too on the matter.
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> What you just quoted?  It means *nothing*.  It's just a kid jerking off.
> That's *all* it is.
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> I asked you to beware Pynchon studies, and you came up with this.  I'll
> ask you again: save yourself.  That piece of trash you just quoted *means
> nothing*.  I mean literally.  It doesn't mean anything.  Get over
> yourself as a literary agent.  That shit means nothing--but sounds great.
> That's it.  I just gave you Pynchon in a nutshell.
>
> Beware, again, my son, of adhering to anyone who finds "truths" in
> Pynchon.  They aren't there.  If you think you will find guidance by
> listening to Kohuticus or Well In Town....your fucked.  Don't go there.
>
> Imagine being a genius, but with nothing really to say.  Now think
> Pynchon.  Realize it, man.
>
> Has Kohutikus really, in our worst nightmare, just spent three days
> discussing the meterorites in Against on page 986, one little paragraph, at
> the bottom?
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> Then Well In Town comes in with vast sources of people who anyone with a
> brain realizes is a Gypsie rippoff..  Because so is Well In Town.  Ask
> yourself: does Well In Town *have*  a personality? Does Kohutikus?
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> Not really.  They're fucking robots, man.  Believe it.
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> Watch carefully the way they respond and write posts.   They're bots.
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