01-06/06/13
The pseudo-Infinite pseudo-Death in
pseudo-metachemical pseudo-bound soma (pseudo-ugliness and pseudo-hatred) which
is the subordinate corollary, in pseudo-space (spaced), of Eternal Life in
metaphysical free psyche (truth and joy) as the hegemonic element corresponding
to time (repetitive) and, hence, to the saint who co-exists with a
(neutralized) dragon, as to the lamb that co-exists with a (neutralized) lion
and/or wolf in the metaphysical/pseudo-metachemical dichotomous gender
structure of 'Kingdom Come'.
I write not of the bound soma of metaphysics,
nor of the pseudo-free psyche of pseudo-metachemistry, of illusion and woe in
the one case, and of pseudo-beauty and pseudo-love in the other. For,
corresponding in the superlative to the 'least' as opposed to 'most' ratio
aspect of both the hegemonic element and the subordinate pseudo-element, they
are much less significant of what actually constitutes Eternal Life on the one
hand, and pseudo-Infinite pseudo-Death on the other, since akin to Eternal
Death and pseudo-Infinite pseudo-Life respectively.
In the 3:1 ratio aspect of positive to negative
in metaphysics and pseudo-negative to pseudo-positive in pseudo-metachemistry,
it is only the 'most' ratio aspect (3), whether in relation to free psyche or
to pseudo-bound soma, that allows for a generalization for that is what we
have - after the manner of 'saint' and 'dragon', or 'lamb' and 'lion', etc.
Do not 'over-sell' pseudo-free psyche
(pseudo-beauty and pseudo-love) to females at the risk of under-prioritising
pseudo-bound soma (pseudo-ugliness and pseudo-hatred), effectively
over-emphasizing the church-hegemonic aspect of pseudo-metachemistry at the
expense of its state-subordinate aspect. For the consequences of doing so could
only be detrimental to metaphysics if pseudo-metachemistry were to be misjudged
or somehow underestimated in respect of what is actually necessary and salient
to the neutralization of the predator, be it metaphorically conceived as 'lion'
or 'wolf' or whatever.
It is surely one of the great ironies of
English history that Henry VIII, while still a practising Catholic, was no
friend of Continental reformers like Luther, against whom he railed,
castigating a number of his 95 theses, or beliefs. And yet Henry, though he
knew it not at the time, was destined to institute, if reluctantly, the English
Reformation and have the Bible translated into the vernacular, the very thing
he would have regarded as sacrilegious at an earlier, more fortunate time.
Luther himself translated the Bible into the
vernacular, removing it from the grip of a dead language (Latin) appropriate to
the worship, through the Crucifixion, of death and to preparation of the soul
for eternity, thus paving the way for the Protestant vulgarization and gradual
retreat from religion in the West, which has continued down to our own day, not
least, in my opinion, with the ordination of women.
The decline of the West, about which Oswald
Spengler wrote so eloquently and, if I may say so, cogently, paved the way,
with gender equalitarianism, for the rise of globalization (out of Western
imperialism) and thus for the barbarous/philistine realities of the ignominious
present, including, not least, the dominance of females in social and so-called
cultural life. It is their will to live and will to give which characterize our
age, an age dominated by will and spirit to the detriment of ego and soul.
In such an age, alpha dominion causes the
corruption and marginalization of omega-oriented criteria, so that even
knowledge when not overly carnal must be presented in an apparent way,
through TV-like screens and the like, and made to serve a practical or empirical
end.
Rest assured, however, that such periods in
history do not last for ever, even if it appears they might. Something
analogous to an early-Christian and decidedly pre-Renaissance rejection of
paganism, as of Graeco-Roman criteria, is just around the corner, and it will
lead to a time when males will once again be hegemonic and capable of using
ego, or a bovaryization thereof, to further soul, a procedure necessarily
requiring the suppression, not least in females, of will and spirit, the will
to live and the spirit of giving, both of which may well be analogous to what I
like to term a XX-chromosomal cosh, as germane to a double-edged objective
assault on male sensibility.
Such a time will bring globalization to a
cultural peak commensurate with what is properly civilized and effectively
germane to 'Kingdom Come'.
Hitherto the sensual and the sensible,
corresponding to outside and inside, nature and, for want of a better term,
urban civilization, have co-existed on a similar, if antithetical plane, not least
axially. In the future, however, sensibility will be driven underground in its
determination to survive reaction, and will gradually get the better of an
increasingly untenable above-ground sensuality, preparatory to the day when
sensibility can 'come out' in terms of a celestial city-like apotheosis set
somewhere in space, a supersensibility, as it were, around which and outside
of which there would be no sensuality, except the raging supersensuality of
the distant star bodies in the cosmic hinterland of what would be a universal
consummation analogous to Bunyan's 'Celestial City' or de Chardin's 'Omega
Point'.
Desire underpins life as a general form of
willing, whether it be the desire to live (will), the desire to give (spirit),
the desire to take (ego) or the desire to die (soul), the first two of which
kinds of desire are basically female and the last two ... essentially male.
The desire to live contrasts
absolutely with the desire to die, as doing with being, whereas
the desire to give contrasts relatively with the desire to take,
as germane to a worldly contrast between giving and taking that is flanked,
above, by a netherworldly and an otherworldly antithesis corresponding not to
chemistry and physics, like spirit and ego, but to metachemistry and
metaphysics, like will and soul.
Got up this morning (03/06) in an extremely
embittered frame-of-mind, no thanks to the vulgar persistence of the
unspeakable noises being generated by the returning workmen doubtless foreign
mercenaries for the most part next-door, whose brutality in one small area
close to my bed is now so predictable as to be beyond belief and frankly
ludicrous! Now I am once again at war with the world and with these infernal
sons-of-bitches most especially!
God, how I detest the hypocrisy of the British!
The cultured person is constantly beset by barbarism, and if you have any real
talent for anything profound and original, rest assured you will not be
encouraged to develop it! On the contrary, they will put as many obstacles in your
way as possible, whilst still boasting of opportunity and fairness and
potential and other such platitudes that reality daily spits in the face of.
The worship of life leads to certain death. The
worship of death leads, paradoxically, to the possibility of Eternal Life. What
a contrast! And yet that is precisely the distinction between heathen and
Christian, alpha and omega, female and male. No two approaches to 'the world'
could be more dissimilar.
As soon as you introduce the vernacular into
religion, the worship of death becomes regressively more undermined by forces,
not least female in character, committed to the worship of life through the
will to live and the spirit of giving. In other words, people reading or
listening to the Bible in their own language will insidiously be drawn towards
the Old Testament at the expense of the (shorter and exclusively Christian) New
Testament, thereby abandoning the religion of Christ including the injunction
to leave females, family, etc., and 'take up the Cross' for a
pseudo-religious Creator-worshipping authoritarianism and autocracy
superficially disguised as theocracy but fundamentally heathen, if in so-called
monotheistic rather than polytheistic terms. The road leading to death and
resurrection will most likely be abandoned in favour of the one which leads
backwards to Nature and the will to life of the primeval life-force. For the
Old Testament considerably predominates over the New in the so-called Christian
bible, the greater proportion of which is fundamentally Hebrew if not Judaic in
its fixation on 'the Creator', the so-called 'Father', 'the Almighty', the 'One
God', etc. In fact, the reading of the Bible in the vernacular seems to
culminate, on the downward path from Christ, in sects like the Jehovah
Witnesses which, with a New World engine-room free-enterprise bias towards all
that is most alpha-oriented or alpha-stemming, strive to reconcile Christ with
the Old Testament, making of Jehovah, the Jewish God, a vehicle for Christ's
teaching, if not a mouthpiece for Christ himself!
Could anything be more paradoxical and, within
the context of Christianity, more scripturally degenerate? Protestantism paved
the way for that, as for its own vernacular shortcomings in relation to a bias
arguably more so in the case of Anglicans for the Old Testament, as for all
that is scientifically, politically, and even economically closer to life in
one or another of its life-worshipping guises than to the worship, via the
Crucifixion, of death, and not for its own sake but as a prelude to the
possibility of existential being, of becoming fully human (as a male) and,
beyond that, the inevitability, for those males who have prepared themselves in
advance, of non-existential being commensurate with supreme being, with some
degree (within a Christian burial context) of Eternal Life.
That, traditionally, has been the Catholic
orientation through the Christ 'on high', and one which it will be the duty of
the coming religion to step up, as it were, and take to an entirely new level
of realization, a level, I mean, of existential to non-existential superbeing
characterized by a superchristian integrity determined to ensure that 'man is
overcome' (to use that Nietzschean expression again) in the interests of some
kind of approximation to a superhuman if not supra-human destiny governed by
supermasculine criteria in respect of the degree of cyborgization motivated by
certain substance-oriented rights that would be conferred by religious
sovereignty in the event of a majority mandate by the relevant electorates of
certain countries, especially those whose axial predilection towards
church-hegemonic/state-subordinate criteria, stemming from a Catholic
tradition, predisposed them to the possibility of such an ultimate sovereignty.
Then and only then will the prospect of Eternal Life, reinterpreted in suitably
synthetically artificial terms, become truly eternal.
Equal rights between people who, for reasons of
gender or class or anything else, are manifestly unequal, that is, dissimilar
if not opposite
what is that if not an illogicality? Unless, of course, you
limit the concept of equal rights to equality of opportunity or equality before
the law or some other type of equality that has no bearing on the fact that
people, for reasons alluded to above, are manifestly unequal and therefore
deserving, in certain circumstances, of unequal rights. Which, not
surprisingly, is what tends to transpire in practice, irrespective of
equalitarian rhetoric from vote-hungry politicians or the theoretical
presumption of equality when, in reality, an unequal approach to the solution
of one's problems is what ordinarily occurs, not least concerning the
distinction between 'rich' and 'poor', or indigenous (if that word still has
any meaning these days) and immigrants, or upper- and lower-class interests
corresponding, as they invariably do, to a kind of predator/prey dichotomy for
which equality of rights is a wholly illusory concept, since the respective
situations of those on either side of the dividing line are completely
unequal.
As for me, I have never believed in the
equality of anything, least of all rights, when all the evidence of experience
points to the contrary.
Father, how come I never got to know you? How
come you turned out to be such a complete failure as a parent? A virtual
nonentity? I'm sorry to say, but mother has dwarfed you all these years, never
once having forgotten my birthday or to send me Christmas or Easter cards. From
you, on the other hand, I received nothing! To me, you are nothing, and I
have never desired to propagate your surname, which has done me no favours, in
this accursed country, whatsoever!
Some of those who attend open-air rock
concerts, even with groups as musically sophisticated as Yes, make so much
noise, hollowing and shouting, that the term 'audience' would seem to be
misplaced in relation to them. More like the subversion of an audience by a
crowd-like clamour of raucous elements whose only interest is to rival the
band(s) and perhaps get themselves recorded.
Another of my six-weekly appointments at
Moorfields Eye Hospital today (06/06) to have a routine examination of both
eyes, to which I shall go with my customary reluctance in view of the extent to
which one's patience as a patient can be tried by the time spent sitting around
on plastic chairs waiting, in between check-ups, for something fairly
predictable to transpire. But what is one to do? Myopia-related macular
degeneration, compounded in my view by other factors, is no laughing matter,
and you never know when or where the next symptom of failing eye health might
occur in either eye. Thus far it is only the left one that has been afflicted
with this type of macular degeneration. So I shall hope for the best this
afternoon. One thing is clear: you certainly know when something has gone
wrong!
Have just finished reading the Insight Guide
to Germany which, though not without a fair number of unfortunate typos (typing
mistakes), must be one of the best general books on this immense subject ever
to have been published, what with a plethora of well-referenced readable colour
maps, many interesting colour photos, useful practical information, historical
background, cultural highlights, and so on. Needs a new edition with corrected
typos, though.
It's curious to think that the former city of
One can imagine how relived West Berliners
would have felt to be released, with the collapse of the Berlin Wall in
November 1989, from the schizophrenic predicament in which they had lived for
over four decades in sordid isolation from the West, not least West Germany,
and surrounded on all sides by the ideological opponent, hemmed-in, as it were,
by hostile territory access to which would have been difficult if not
impossible for the majority of West Berliners even after the 1972 Berlin
Agreement allowing travel to the East.
Verily, West Berliners suffered more, it seems
to me, than their
They've transferred me from the regular Retinal
Therapy Unit to the 'Stable Clinic' at Moorfields today (06/06), so at last,
despite the tedious waiting around earlier this afternoon, I have something to
crow about. What this means is that my routine appointments presuming nothing
else goes wrong in the meantime will now occur on a three-monthly basis
which, if all goes well, is at least an improvement on every six weeks. Whether
I shall ever be officially discharged from that hospital, on the other hands,
remains to be seen
