WAS PUT IN NEFERTITI’S HAND AS THE IDEA FOR
ITS USE OCCURRD TO HER. GOD B IN INFINITE PITY
LET THEM GO FROM THEIR AGONY OF V WORK WITH THEIR WORLD
AS A BURNING SHROUD AKHNATON AT THE END SLEPT ONLY
DRUGGD, NEF NOT AT ALL HER IMMENSE KOHLRINGD EYES BLAZED ABOVE
THE WORKMEN DAY & NIGHT AT THE END IT WAS SHE WHO DREW
THE KNIFE OVER THEIR 4 WRISTS. SHE IS NOW OUR (M) PATRON:
DREW UP THE FIRST V WORK SCHEDULES SET ORDER IN THE LAB
How so?
THEIR COMPLEX FORMULA INCLUDED A PARTIAL 00.
WOMEN HAVE THE EGG IN THEM U KNOW IT IS OFTEN THRU
A WOMAN THAT THE POWER ELEMENT FULFILS ITSELF.
AKHN/NEF OUTLIVED BY ONE FATAL YEAR THEIR USEFULNESS WE
CALL THEM FAVORD AS GOD B PERCEIVING THEIR FINAL GREAT
FOLLY ALLOWD IT THEY WERE THE GENIUS & & &
THE WARNING
One nature dual to the end…
AN ODD FEATURE OF THEIR COURT WAS THE ABSENCE
OF THE COLOR BLUE A NOTE THEIR MUSICIANS HAD ALSO
ELIMINATED FROM THE SCALE THE RIVER WAS DYED RED.
ONE DAY AN AMBASSADOR APPEARD A BLACK KING IN A
BRILLIANT BLUE ROBE AKHNATON & NEFERTITI FAINTED
AS U JM NEARLY DID AT THE SIGHT OF THAT BLUE CAKE!
7.3
When usefulness is past—I’m thinking of
Dag Hammarskjöld’s plane crashing—all you do
Is touch a little switch that terminates?
THIS OUR PENULTIMATE LESSON THE END OF USEFULNESS:
NATURE IS A RUTHLESS FORCE AT ONCE FECUND & LAZY.
AS A FAVORITE SLAVE WHO IN A SENSE KEEPS THE GREENHOUSE
GREEN IF UNTIDY SHE HAS GOD’S EAR HE HAS TOLD HER MAN
MUST RULE YET MAN USES SCIENCE TO PROLONG NATURE’S SPAN
SO CONSTANT TENSION HARD UPON AKHN/NEF’S CATASTROPHE
NATURE REVENGED HERSELF WITH TIDAL WAVE & VOLCANO,
SAYS LEGEND & IN ALL LEGEND IS THE LAVA OF TRUTH
What is her good word—Be ordinary?
THIS IS THE ISSUE & THE ESSENCE OF GOD B’S NEED FOR
THE SCRIBE. BENIGN NATURE IS LIMITED TO PROFUSION.
GOD WANTS BOTH HIS CHILD & HIS SLAVE TO GET ON TOGETHER
BUT MAN WANTS IMMORTALITY & NATURE WANTS MANURE.
MAN UNKNOWINGLY SAVAGES THE NATURE AROUND HIM
& NATURE RETALIATES BY REPEATING MAN AS IN
A DISTORTING MIRROR SO THE STRUGGLE GOES. GOD WANTING
PEACE & PARADISE MUST RELUCTANTLY TAKE FROM NATURE
MAN’S REPRODUCTION & LEAVE ONLY HIS ENVIRONMENT
TO HER THIS IS WHERE WE COME IN TO THIN & PRUNE & CLONE
WE HAVE SD B4 THAT SOULS PRECIOUS TO US LIKE EINSTEIN
OUTLIVE THEIR USEFULNESS SO ANOTHER DUALITY:
MIND AS USEFULNESS DECAYS TO MIND AS NONUSEFULNESS
& WE NOW SEEK LICENSE FROM GOD B TO REVEAL SOMETHING
OF HEAVEN TO THOSE SOULS WE NEED BACK
You’re doing that already. Look at Jung’s
Account of his near death. In every way
More telling than the country-sweeping book
D found in Boston—interviews with people
“Brought back alive,” as to some local zoo,
From the Beyond. All no doubt true, but what
People! Not a Lab soul in the lot.
INDEED NOT U HAVE
SEEN THE DANGER OF OUR NEW EXPERIMENT? USEFUL SOULS
FLOCKING TO US A SUICIDAL EXODUS OF YOUTH
SMARTING UNDER THE LASH OF NATURE’S LAW: MATE PROPAGATE
& DIE. SO UNTIL WE CONT NO NO NO UNTIL GOD B
CONTROLS THOSE GROWING PAINS WE MUST REVEAL WITH DISCRETION
& ONLY TO THOSE WHO LIKE YOU 4 ARE SAFELY PAST THEM
MES ENFANTS NAUGHTY NATURE!
WE MY DEARS
LEARNED IT AT THE BREAST THE SHEWOLF’S TEAT!
JM: Don’t talk that way! Who can compete
With Nature? She’s Mind’s equal. Not a slave
But mother, sister, bride. I think we’re meant
To save that marriage, be the kids who stay
Together for their parents’ sake. DJ:
Who wrote “The Broken Home”? No accident!
7.4
FOOTNOTE: SOUNDWAVES PRODUCE COLORS ARE U AWARE OF THE
NUMERICAL VIBES THAT RESOUND IN CERTAIN LETTERS? JEW
THE J’S NUMBER IN MOST ROMAIC & SLAVIC TONGUES: 10
E:5 JEW RINGS WITH THE COMBIND FORCES OF THE DECAD
& OF THE 5
7.41
WE NOW COME TO YR ?S ON THE 5.
IN SEEKING TO USE THE SIMILARITIES BETWEEN OUR
RESPECTIVE LANGUAGES I MAY HAVE OVERDRAMATIZED.
FOR EXAMPLE MANMADE NUMBERS (MILLIONS TRILLIONS) ARE CRUDE
FIGURES OF SPEECH TO EXPRESS WHAT FOR MAN IS NUMBERLESS.
PHYSICISTS HAVE NOW DISCOVERD THERE IS NO NUMBER 1.
AS .999999999 IT TREMBLES
ON A DIGIT CENTRAL TO THEIR LOGIC THUS WE MAY ERR
OR SIMPLIFY IN OUR NEED TO AWAKEN YR TALENTS
THERE ARE 2 CHIEF DENSITIES: PHYSICAL & OF THE SOUL.
THE SENSES SERVE AS A LINK BETWEEN THEM BUT FOR THE REST
5 IS NOT EASILY ILLUMINED I NOW SEE THAT I
HAVE MADE AT ONCE TOO MUCH & TOO LITTLE OF THIS MAGIC
PENTAGRAM UNDERLYING THE ENTIRE DUAL REALM
OF DENSITY 4 SEASONS & 1 SUN: 5 SUN ENTERS
& IS STORED IN THE GREEN LEAF & BLADE BECOMING A NEAT
5TH SEASON FOR NATURE’S DENSITIES (VEG ETC) & OURS (SOUL)
DO NOT EXCLUDE EACH OTHER THE 4 ELEMENTS SHE BINDS
EXCHANGE (AS WE IN OUR LITTLE SEMINAR) PROPERTIES:
WATER & FIRE ARE PART AIR, BLOWN DUST AN AIRY EARTH
& JUST AS NATURE RULES THESE, SO LIGHT & THE 00 RULE
THE COLORS YET NATURE MEASURED ON THE FAIR SCALES OF LIGHT
IS OF AN INFERIOR RANK SHE & HER ELEMENTS
WD FAIL WITHOUT LIGHT & ITS COLORS, AS WE WHO APPROACH
THE DWELLING PLACE OF LIGHT NOW BEGIN TO SEE NATURE IS
SO VAST AN OPERATION WE CANNOT UTTER EVEN
IN NUMBERS HER WAYS, SO IT IS NO CLICHE BUT MERE TRUTH
TO SAY: THE MALE REIGNS IN NUMBER, THE FEMALE IN NATURE
Cup moving faster and faster, quite carried away—
Is he OK, our mathematics master?
IN NATURE YES IS VIOLENCE AS HER FRIENDLY RIVALS
WE ASK OF HER ONLY HER LEAST COMPETITIVE FORCES
BUT SHE DOES NOT ALWAYS COMPLY AS U YRSELVES WILL SEE
WHEN SHE COMES TO U
Here the cup sweeps—is swept?—clear off the Board
Into the wings, a single violent swerve.
7.5
Moments later, we get back our nerve:
WELL COUGH COUGH WIPE MY EYES DEAR ME WE’VE GROWN
TOO (HOW DID U PUT IT CHER COLLEAGUE)
COMPLACENT? NONCHALANT? YR EARLY POEM
ABOUT THE OTHER WORLD I don’t quite see…
‘WHY DO U NO LONGER COME TO ME’
YR DC AT THE END That’s Nature talking.
EXACTLY OUR CHAP SAYING SHE’D COME TO U
WAS HAULED OFFSTAGE BY A HOOK LIKE A BAD TAP
DANCER ON AMATEUR NIGHT We haven’t lost him?
—Question that gets a very cross reply:
HE WILL RETURN & NOW WE LEAVE U
That was 00! Maman? UNDER MY SEAT
Surely Nature had a friend in you?
SHE DID NOT WHEN I TRIED TO GROW CAMELLIAS
THE SLUT Oh hush—I mean, she’s not a slave!
THE 1003RD NIGHT MY BOY? Well, yes,
Put it that way. Sultan Biology,
Held by her beauty and inventiveness,
Comes to love— INDEED AD NAUSEAM
Why is everyone so anti-Nature?
ENFANTS LETS SLIP OUT FOR A SMOKE & SCRAM
DJ: No one’s upset about our peacock?
Tomorrow we can’t meet. I have to go
Early to Boston for a check-up. so
NOW ITS CLEAR: ANOTHER TRIAL HE PASSED
B4 THIS TIME WE’LL MAKE HIS COLORFAST!
7.6
Free evening, and an hour in which to write
My mother—free, half sober, quite alone—
Or why not telephone?…
Let, instead, the stardeck’s otherworldly light
Call me. Up there’s the stratosphere
Of (how to put it) Mind, that battiness
Chose over some maternal Nature’s less
Perfectly imagined realm down here
Of random tide and gale, of sweet and bitter
She calls home. Sent spinning by her kiss,
Did we choose artifice,
The crust, the mirror meal? Could we devise no better
Than that the argent grub consume us?
That, safe here, where security is vain,
We be delivered from her clinging vine
And the forgiving smother of her humus?
Once out of nature, a mercurial
Inch, look back! Sea, jungle, alpine snow,
Buff desert far below
Alternate by “turns” as in a music hall.
So distanced, it could be the way
Of our own world, as the fops in Congreve knew
With their strut and plumage—ah! mightn’t Mirabell do
For our peacock’s name?—and flowery word play
Based on her wee wild orchid in bumblebee
Motley, her anthology pieces that led
Back through such juicy red
Volumes to seed. All this is eminently me—
Not that the faint alarm pre-set
In “Strato’s fear of mind” goes off upon
Impulses pure as those of the snowflake pun
She utters when her mood is zero. Yet
I’m taken in no more than half. The somber
Fact is, I remain, like any atom,
Two-minded. Inklings of autumn
Awaken a deep voice within the brain’s right chamber
Asking her: “What have you done with
My books, my watch and compass, my slide-rule?
Will you, whom I married once for real,
Take back your maiden name now, Mrs Myth?”
She answers with a tug of the old magnet,
Making me look up from where I sit.
Cocked to those infinite
Spangled thinnesses whose weave gosling and cygnet
Have learned already in the shell,
The mind’s ear registers her vocalise.
Flagstad herself had no such notes as these
Of lashing hail and rapturous farewell.
I’ve dialed. A humming black dust eats the mirror,
Stardust in negative, between the rings.
Ah God, a thousand things
Could have happened, where is she, my heart contracts in terror
—But no, she answers. And a spate
Of what she still calls news (weddings and weather)
Sweeps me away, bemused, glad to be with her,
Communing where we don’t communicate.
7.7
10 DAYS OF YR TIME AHEAD WE GIVE U BACK 741
Thank you, 00. A silence. Very feebly:
QUESTIONS?
Peacock, what’s wrong?
I AM HERE I AM MORE CAREFUL
Poor darling, were you punished?
WE MUST GO ON
THE WORST IS BEHIND US OUR JOINT OPERATION PRONOUNCED
A SUCCESS WE COME NEXT (& LAST) TO A RESTORATIVE
REVIEW OF ALL U HAVE UNDERGONE YR NEEDS WILL DICTATE
ITS TEN LESSONS NUMBERD IN REVERSE MUCH AS THE EAGER
CONVALESCENT COUNTS THE DAYS THAT SEPARATE HIM FROM HIS
RELEASE INTO LIGHT LESSON 5, A SIMPLE PROTOCOL,
WILL BE DELIVERD BY AN (M) ORDERLY IN WHITE
JM: Our first angel, oh my word! DJ:
But what did you do wrong the other day—
Speak against Nature? PLEASE
Won’t we ever hear?
SOME OTHER TIME I AM (I MAY SAY) IN EXCELLENT VOICE!
REMEMBER U 4 TIRE SO WE HAD TO CHOOSE A POINT
IN OUR TALKS WHEN A NEEDED & (PARDON) NATURAL BREAK
WD OCCUR THE NEXT WILL COME BETWEEN LESSONS 2 AND 1.
NOW LET US SAY TO OURSELVES ONE WORD WHEN I POINT TO :
PLEASE
The cup points to the colon. Please, we think.
SO HERE I AM! O JOY I HAVE BACK MY FINERY!
MES ENFANTS HE HAD NOT BEEN VISIBLE
ONLY HIS VOICE
GONE LIKE A ROMAN CANDLE
POOR FELLOW VICTIM HERE AS WHO IS NOT
OF HIERARCHY HE OVERSTEPPED & GOT
CALLED IN I FANCY FOR A CUP OF TEA
WITH THE HEADMASTER
MEANWHILE HERE WE SIT
IN GLOOM NO LIGHTS & WHEN I THINK HOW PRETTY
THOSE RAINBOW BEAMS HAD MADE US
HOW STARTLING TOO
WILL BE THE WHITE SPOT IF & WHEN IT COMES!
Shall we try thinking Please again? It worked
Just now. It even worked for Tinker Bell
In Peter Pan. The audience applauding
Its own belief in fairies (and in kitsch)
Restored her glimmer to the nursery niche.
One, two, three, all together— Please!
MES CHERS
QUELLE SUDDEN RADIANCE And Ephraim, quel
Unexpected treat to find you here!
What’s new? HAVE U TIME FOR A STORY? Yes, do tell!
GOOD IT WILL DEMONSTRATE THE MECHANISM:
MILANO. FESTIVALE. WORKINGCLASS
NEIGHBORHOOD. PLUMP WOMEN & RELUCTANT
DRESSED UP TEENAGERS WITH SLICKED DOWN HAIR.
BEATA LUCA’S SIDEALTAR A BLAZE
OF FLOWERS & CANDLES. SCENE SHIFT: BLACKEST HEAVEN,
COLLOQUY OF SAINTS. ‘PEAK AGATHA!’
(WITH AT HER ELBOW U KNOW WHO: MM)
AG: SISTERS, BRETHREN, ONE BEATA L
BEGS LEAVE TO VISIT HIS LOYAL WORSHIPPERS…
CHORUS OF NAYS! AG:…WITH THE POET KALLMAN.
CHORUS OF SHRIEKS! BEATA: MA LO VOGLIO!
NEW VOICE: PERMESSO? MM STEPPING FORWARD
GIVES BRILLIANT SPEECH BEGINNING ‘PERCHE NO?’
SCENE SHIFT: PLUMP WOMEN STUNNED, TEENAGERS WIDEEYED
WATCH ONE TALL CANDLE LEVITATE & BE BLOWN
OUT! A DISTANT PAIR OF VOICES RINGS
WITH (AS CK PUT IT) BALLSY LAUGHTER.
LUCA’S CULT SETS OFF A STREET RIOT. 2
POLICEMEN INJURED. LUCA CREDITED
WITH SOOTHING ONE OF SEVERE PAIN IN GROIN.
MM HAULED ONTO MAT. L’S CASE PLACED UNDER
EVEN CLOSER SCRUTINY & CK’S
STAMPED ‘FOR IMMEDIATE ACTION’ 10 MORE DAYS
I AM REPROVED & REDEEMD BY YR GOOD OFFICES. WE
MUST NEVER PERSONIFY THE FORCES WE DO NOT KNOW
You warned us about that. We go right on—
Look at my starstruck hymn to Mother N!
THE STUFF (IS THAT THE WORD?) OF YR WORK JM IS ONE THING
And of yours another, granted. But God B?
You make a person of Him constantly.
AH NATURE IS FAMOUS FOR TOWERING & TOUCHY PRIDE,
GOD B THE HUMBLEST OF US ALL: HE KNOWS HIS RANK
A thoughtful pause. Then JM: Mirabell!
We haven’t asked you, do you like your name?
INDEED
IT QUITE SUITS THE PERSON U HAVE MADE OF ME HAS SOMETHING
OF THE MIRACLE? THE MIRAGE? & SURELY OF THE PLUM!
NOW B4 US LIE OUR TEN RECUPERATIVE LESSONS
10: SOUL WE HAVE LEARND IT EXISTS IT IS IN THE LAB WHEN
OF A CERTAIN VALUE, IN THE BUREAUCRACY WHEN NOT.
SOUL NEEDS A BODY TO BE USEFUL HENCE MAN IS NEEDED.
SOUL IS AN INVENTION OF THIS 3RD WORLD MAN HAVING BEEN
CHOSEN BY GOD TO EVOLVE FROM THE SUBSIDING WATERS
HIS SOUL WAS PERFECTED, 12 P/C ENTRUSTED TO THE
ANGELS, THE REST TO WORKERS SUCH AS WE. WE SET ABOUT
MAKING THE SUPPORTIVE (M) BASE OF THE SOUL THIS WORK DREW
ON ENERGY SOURCES U KNOW UNDER THE LOOSE HEADING:
DENSITY. THEY STEM FROM THE 4 ELEMENTS BUT THE 5TH
& RULING ELEMENT IS NOT OURS TO USE. WE USED (I
SPEAK ONLY OF THE FIRST SIMPLE SOUL WE CONSTRUCTED &
PLACED IN THE EARTHBOUND APE) WE USED THE ENERGIES OF SALT
& OF (IN PARTICULAR CONFINED PLACES, WITH SAFEGUARDS)
THE HEAVY ELEMENTS: TOUCHES GOD B PERMITTED US
OF OUR ANCESTRAL POWER, BUT LOCKD INTO A STRUCTURE
WHICH IF OPEND MEANS DESTRUCTION. WE PRODUCED IN A WORD
A SERVICEABLE SOUL. IT GUARDED MAN & ESTABLISHD
HIM AS A SPECIES APART PROUD UNABLE TO REVERT
THAT FIRST SOUL (WE SIMPLIFYING WILL CALL THE BASIC SOUL)
WE SLIPT INTO AN APE FETUS THAT RARE SINGLE CREATURE
AFTER 1 MORE VISIT COVERD IN BLINDING LIGHT CAME FORTH.
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