GREEN NOTEBOOK 2

 

The most I can say about the small, antiquated, dysfunctional computers at my local library in the borough of north London I happen to live in is that on some days, for whatever reason, they are less of a sick joke than on others. But, really, it doesn't take much intelligence to work out that the 'disadvantaged' remain disadvantaged in boroughs where the council either can't afford to buy decent computers for their libraries or prefer to make do with old ones in the interests of other priorities, including their own pockets. Now that, at any rate, sounds true to life.

 

I cannot conceive of a dignified life that is not independent of other people, especially of unruly neighbours and noisy workmen.

 

The State rules by day, but the Church at night, rather like the Sun and the Moon.

 

I have kept my best work in reserve for last.

 

As foreigners, they often lack the skills, social as well as occupational, to integrate with the indigenous, so they simply breed and are obliged to claim benefit while marking time, time for … integration in the next generation? Or is integration not possible in some cases? Not even desirable? Even I have reservations about how far I am prepared to integrate into a society whose criteria are not always ethnically compatible with my own, especially since, as an Irishman, I feel acutely embarrassed by so much of what passes for the norm in a state-hegemonic/church-subordinate society, and am correspondingly reluctant to engage with it.

 

Man is far more considerate of which foreign species are introduced into a natural habitat than he is of which foreigners are allowed into his native land. Or, rather, some men are. Namely the ones responsible for making such decisions in the first place!

 

Are we not all the victims of other men, who make decisions for us or independently of us or even against us? I believe so. And that is one of the contributory factors to why society can be such a problematic thing, with a dual-sided nature that both protects and exploits, encourages and undermines, advances and retards.

 

'Anything goes' only because and when people are ignorant of what should or shouldn't 'go', and why. A civilization in terminal decline and disintegration plays host to much that is not characteristic of its past, but rather symptomatic of outside influence and interference. These days the West looks to America for guidance, but America itself is far from socially or ethnically homogeneous and often sends out contradictory signals. Germany is less heterogeneous, despite mass immigration from East Europe and other countries, and is besides a more suitable role model for Europe than America, being at the centre not only of Europe but, I guess, of what it means to be European.

 

Not a day passes by but one feels one is being made war upon by foreigners or people of foreign origin, many of whom are indifferent if not hostile to Christianity. Such is life in the hideously cosmopolitan metropolis of London, where nothing one holds dear or sacred can be taken for granted, and where burly fools rush in or, more correctly, muscle in where angels would fear to tread, were it not a city hostile to the angelic and long given to some demonic protest that paradoxically culminates underground. Surely this is an Irishman's nightmare?

 

The other day, while I was attending to some obligation in Wood Green, I overheard a self-professed young Irishman saying to another man, with whom he was evidently in conversation: “The number of foreigners in London upsets me. As an Irishman I get upset by all those foreigners.” Well, you are not the only one. Though, I must say, I found his comment strangely comforting at the time, to know that there are others like oneself, who don't take the London cosmopolitanism for granted but, rather, feel repelled and alienated by it, by the babble of conflicting tongues and confusion of ethnic distinctions. But whether that is appreciably any worse than the ethnic rivalry between Catholics and Protestants in Ireland … is a debatable point. I, for one, could not live with a kind of tribal psychosis of being this or that, especially since I tend to favour a more revolutionary solution to the problem of outmoded religion, whatever its provenance.

 

At last, after some six months or more the workmen next-door have dismantled and removed the scaffolding from front and back, the latter of which was particularly annoying in that not only did it overlap with part of my accommodation, partially passing under my window and resting on the roof to my downstairs landing, but the tarpaulin loosely hanging from the main scaffold tended to break loose from its moorings in the wind and take periodic swipes at my slanting roof and back wall, at night more so than during the day, so that there was no escaping from it and certainly no reprieve. Even earplugs were only of partial use, so fierce, at times, was the thwack of the pegs dangling on uncertain strings from the tarpaulin proper, which would recoil under pressure from the wind only to launch a fresh assault on my bedroom with what sounded like redoubled gusto. Frankly, this recurring rat-a-tat-tat of the dangling pegs, which should have fastened the tarpaulin to the scaffolding, was a kind of torture, from which I have emerged with some additional psychological scarring to that caused by the persistent manual work with which the house next-door has been plagued for several months, and still continues, despite the removal of scaffolding, to be intermittently plagued.

 

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I have just completed another literary trip through Germany, one of several in recent months, compliments of an 'Eyewitness Travel' guide that I borrowed from one of the Haringey libraries, and, as usual, I am mentally exhausted and not a little privately disgusted by the alarming number of printing errors apparently overlooked and/or committed at various stages of the editing and/or printing process for what is described as a 2008 reprint (with revisions) of a 2001 publication, and one, moreover, that had already undergone at least five prior reprints! The fact that this publication had been farmed out to a Chinese printing company (South China Printing Company Ltd) may well have had some bearing on the result, commendable though it is that a Chinese company should be able to print in English. But it is a sad fact, nevertheless, that publications of this nature, which are in other respects quite excellent and nobly intentioned, should be flawed by so many typographical mistakes. These books surely deserve better, as, I might add, do the public, especially those who, unlike myself, actually buy them!

 

Buy virtually any of my eBooks – if you dare – and you'll probably find far fewer typographical blunders. In fact, you will probably be able to read without living in fearful anticipation of the next printing or spelling error. But, unfortunately for me, most people will continue to buy books. Which is ironic, really, though not, I dare say, without axial or social implications at variance with my own!

 

German is such a fantastically complex language that you can only admire Germans for being able to speak it. Even the lowliest German must be privy to grammatical complexities which non-German speakers would be entirely ignorant of and unable, for the most part, to broach or risk being confronted by, for fear of having their ignorance and anti-German pretensions exposed. Learning German is, indeed, a humbling experience, and doubtless one that those who are too proud to wish to learn would not relish.

 

It must be difficult enough for a German to speak Deutsch, never mind a foreigner. And then there are the various dialects within any given German-speaking country, not to mention the difficulties which arise when borders are crossed and Germans, Austrians, and Swiss Germans endeavour to make sense of one another!

 

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Those who buy surfing credits in bulk from Traffic Exchanges squeeze out the non-buying users, in consequence of which one tends to see too many adverts of the same kind and quickly becomes bored, if not seriously disillusioned, with the nature of what happens on any given Traffic Generating site especially susceptible to such users. Frankly, for all the good they do in terms of generating revenue for the non-paying customer (and probably for not a few of the paying customers to boot), you might as well avoid Traffic Exchanges and simply concentrate on submitting such sites as you have to Social Networks and the occasional Internet Directory.

 

In my experience, the mentally defective are usually physically effective (fit, strong, active, healthy, etc.) and the mentally effective, by contrast, somewhat prone to physical defects or, at any rate, to a defective physique. You can, I suppose, have it both ways, but never to any great extent.

 

“What do you think about that?” is a common enough expression, and most people, if asked, would provide some kind of answer. But have they really thought about the subject in question, whatever it may be? No, the actual process of thinking about anything is so frowned upon by a majority of people, especially in public, that it almost goes without saying that an opinion about something doesn't necessarily require any conscious thought!

 

Egalitarianism is always popular with the masses, who are naturally suspicious if not envious of elites and of anyone culturally distinguished.

 

With physical writings – novels, essays, etc. - form determines content, if not the level of contentment. With metaphysical writings – aphorisms, maxims, etc. – contentment, if not content, determines form. It is not the ego but the soul that is the fulcrum of the latter kind of writings, not knowledge or, more correctly, knowledge as the basis of pleasure, but truth or, more correctly, joy as the basis of truth.

 

The Sun was so thickly veiled behind a dense mound of shifting cloud that it looked more like the Moon, and it seemed as though, with no shadows, my surroundings had been turned into a premature night without the benefit, however, of peace and quiet because still restless in its daytime pretensions. One was adrift, as it were, in a kind of limbo that refused to release the semblance of night from daytime clutches, leaving one marooned and not a little disoriented, as one waited patiently for a non-approaching train.

 

Catholicism invented cathedrals. In fact, cathedrals are not a Protestant phenomenon, though so-called Anglo-Catholicism, otherwise known as Anglicanism, has its fair share of cathedrals, including the magnificent St Paul's. The egalitarian Protestants – Puritans, Baptists, Methodists, Seventh Day Adventists, and the like – have never gone in for anything so hierarchical as cathedrals, except, in a manner of speaking, to commerce, where even they recognize some kind of business-oriented hierarchy. But cathedrals are certainly an appropriate setting for any Christ 'On High', nailed to the Cross, whether he be closer to the Alpha, as arguably in the Anglican case, or closer to the Omega, as is surely true of Roman Catholicism, given the axial contrast between the two upper-order types of Church which makes for a kind of bias towards what some would describe as either 'the Father' or 'the Holy Ghost', but which I would identify with a bias, in Christ, towards either Devil the Mother (hyped as God the Father) or Heaven the Holy Soul (the concomitant of which, in metaphysical free psyche, would of course be God the Father or, in simple parlance, godfatherliness, the factor most approximating superconsciousness within a context governed by the supersensibility of soul and therefore standing to the latter as, in metaphorical terms, candlelight to candle flame).

 

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Most people in Britain are like roses, not tulips, although there are quite a few who resemble sunflowers, and they would tend to put even roses in the shade of their outgoing natures.

 

I would be suspicious of artists, never mind thinkers, who weren't tulip-like, that is, inward-turning and capable of introspection and more, in consequence, than a slavish adherence to nature.

 

They sweep the dirt of the past under the rug of history and then hoover – if not hover – over it with the smugness of modernity, confident that some prophet of futurity will conveniently overlook it in his obsession with a shiny bright future.

 

History is a bitch desperately striving to become a bastard.

 

The truly mature tend to see themselves as being beyond nature … in some cultural realm closer to the ultimate nurture.

 

The merely nurtural tend to bow via the pseudo-natural to Supernature, whereas the natural, when not impeded and led astray by external forces, tend to aspire towards Supernurture – at least when male or, rather, pseudo-male and therefore under the sway of nature but characterized, all the same, by the pseudo-nurture of sin.

 

A decadent civilization does not encourage the natural/pseudo-nurtural to aspire towards Supernurture/pseudo-Supernature, as towards Superman/pseudo-Superwoman, but renders them more vulnerable, through some secular alternative to Marianism like republican socialism, to the predations of the pseudo-nature/nurture-financed Supernatural/pseudo-Supernurtural.

 

Man is no more capable of anything than is God. Both operate within different kinds of limitations specific to masculine and divine parameters. The same could be said, within other (if contrary) parameters, of woman and the Devil.

 

The human can be masculine or feminine (not to mention pseudo-feminine or pseudo-masculine in gender subordination to a hegemonic masculinity or femininity), the Superhuman supermasculine or superfeminine (not to mention pseudo-superfeminine or pseudo-supermasculine in gender subordination to a hegemonic supermasculinity or superfemininity).

 

Positivity and negativity attach to both the human and the superhuman, albeit in contrary gender ways and with opposite ratios in both the relativity of the phenomenal (2½:1½) and the absolutism of the noumenal (3:1), quite apart from the effects of class and gender differentiation upon the subordinate position (pseudo-element) to any given hegemonic position (element).

 

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The Sun stubbornly poked its face through a hole in the cloud, as if to spy on me before disappearing again under cover of a shifting bunch of denser clouds whose intervention, scarcely providential, appeared somewhat premature.

 

Since my previous project, my last eBook, the word 'reluctance' has become curiously taboo, and I tend, in consequence, to avoid using it.

 

A street preacher shouting salvation above the indifferent crowd, the noise of traffic, and whatever else, including a nearby busker, was going-on in the vicinity of where he stood, a solitary figure preaching the 'Word of God' in a manner at variance with the godly but nonetheless desperately at loggerheads with 'the world'.

 

It would seem the overgrown boys in shorts are back on the football pitch and busily engaged in running their proverbial socks off. Just the start of another football season during the course of which a fair number of goals will be scored with the head, whether or not with the use of the head. For there are obviously different ways of using your head, though the so-called 'people's game' (also popularly called the 'beautiful game', which is odd really, since not a term one would readily associate with 'the people', having more in common, I would argue, with Rugby Union as traditionally more germane to the 'upper class') would appear to favour using it physically as opposed to mentally.

 

Like most modern cults, the cult of National Socialism went from worship of the Leader (Hitler) to sacrifice of the worshippers (people), culminating in death and disaster of a magnitude which no Wagnerian opera could have foreseen, let alone realized!

 

Better the 'Spiritual Beggars' than what could be called the Material Buggers, the mere carnality (non-reproductive) of a material age, an age dominated and characterized by materialism.

 

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I would regard any female in a straight skirt or dress as being either relatively or absolutely reserved in regard to spirit (relative) or will (absolute). Any female in a tapering skirt or dress, however, I would regard as being either relatively or absolutely mad, as though subject to a gender aberration which is less pseudo-chemical (relative) or pseudo-metachemical (absolute) than quasi-pseudo-chemical (from the standpoint of physics) or quasi-pseudo-metachemical (from the standpoint of metaphysics), neither of which forms of amoral degeneration (from the hegemonic male moralities of physics and metaphysics respectively) could possibly be any good for either pseudo-chemistry or pseudo-metachemistry, let alone, following an immoral backlash, for the hegemonic elements themselves.

 

I would have real reservations, as a male, about amorally descending, from a hegemonically moral standpoint, be it relative (physics) or absolute (metaphysics), onto the subordinate gender positions of pseudo-chemistry or pseudo-metachemistry, since it would be equivalent, in sartorial terms, to abandoning either tapering trousers (physical) or a tapering zipper-suit (metaphysical) for a tapering skirt (quasi-pseudo-chemical) or a tapering dress (quasi-pseudo-metachemical), and neither could possibly be desirable from a male standpoint, quite apart from the immoral backlash which is likely to occur when what is unmorally subordinate, in pseudo-chemistry or pseudo-metachemistry, becomes pressurized into either a quasi-physical or a quasi-metaphysical (depending on the context) immoral ascent, bringing her pseudo-objective criteria (in straight skirt and/or dress) to bear on what is hegemonically subjective (and therefore characterized, as noted above, by either tapering trousers or a tapering zipper-suit), which could only be morally undermined, if not diminished, by competition coming up from below. Were this to happen in other contexts than the sartorial example given above, it would not be a jot better or any the less alarming, whatever appearances to the contrary or common usage might suggest!

 

Without the Sun there would be no life on this planet, not even Christian life, which tends, when genuine, to go against the natural grain. In fact, there would not even be a planet, never mind an aspiration towards some otherworldly goal or alternative to 'the world'.

 

Everything sensible mirrors gravity; everything sensual mirrors nuclear fusion, which resists gravity by continuously pushing outwards, objectively striving beyond itself.

 

Unlike extroverts, introverts tend to be grave and reserved, not given to outward show or impulsive action.

 

Some people contain others, some people have to be contained, which is to say, restrained and inhibited in their sensual pursuits. Which also applies to whole peoples, whose social conditioning tends to favour either sensuality or sensibility, not both at once.

 

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As one who 'falls between two stools', Irish and British, I am accustomed to not fitting-in anywhere, but to being a classic outsider, who is neither 'fish nor fowl' because a paradoxical cross, through birth and upbringing, between the two who, in his latter years, has gravitated towards all things German, as though in search of a new centre.

 

I have dedicated my life to philosophy, and what a philosophy! Never before have so many factors been got to add up in so comprehensively exacting a manner. In fact, I believe I am philosophically unique, the last link in the chain of philosophical evolution, as it were.

 

Neither decadent modernity nor cyclic antiquity, but the evolution of Western civilization on its church-hegemonic/state-subordinate axis (catholic) towards 'Kingdom Come', hopefully via Social Theocracy, the ideological face of my philosophy.

 

Life survives on worldly terms in consequence of the beautiful tyranny of females, who normally get their way and vindicate both their need and capacity for reproduction.

 

Defeating such tyranny, which is reinforced by the emotional cement of love, that freely somatic concomitant of beauty, was never going to be easy, even before decadent modernity paved the way for cyclic degeneration and the concomitant accommodation, one way or the other, of the different manifestations of cyclic antiquity.

 

In the end, the evolution of Western civilization from Roman times through Roman Catholicism and, hopefully via Social Theocracy, into the Social Transcendentalism of 'Kingdom Come' … will defeat and subsume everything else, anything contrary to or lesser than itself, in the interests of true universality.

 

Although the decadence of Western civilization can be identified, primarily I believe, with the Renaissance, what subsequently ensued, in the actual falling away from the 'one true church', led to a regeneration of religion through the Protestant Reformation and, not least in England, an effective switch of axis from church-hegemonic (catholic) to state-hegemonic (protestant) that paved the way, in due course, for the degenerative processes which culminated, in the twentieth century, with Communism/Socialism and Fascism/Nazism as contrary manifestations of cyclic recurrence within a modern, or synthetically artificial, framework, the kind of framework deriving from the non-cyclic artificiality of Western civilization in relation to divergent axes, with particular reference, as noted above, to its state-hegemonic manifestation. Such a degeneration from the original regeneration of Western civilization into cyclic recurrence of a synthetically artificial nature overlapped with the development of globalization in consequence of the effects on the world in general of Western imperialism, such that brought the West into direct contact with older and more naturally cyclic cultures which may well have contributed to the Western degeneration into recurring cycles of a comparatively artificial order, an order only partly deriving from Western civilization yet still distinct from non-Western cultures, even though one fancies, in the division of such cultures between clockwise (Judaic/Hindu) and anti-clockwise (Islamic/Buddhist) cycling, Communism/Socialism would have a certain appeal to Jews and Hindus, or persons of Judaic or Hindu descent, and Nazism/Fascism, by contrast, greater appeal to persons of Islamic or Buddhist descent, if not to Moslems and Buddhists generally. However that may be, the defeat of both Communism and Fascism (to revert to general terminology), at least in Europe and even, in some instances, farther afield, has left the West with the global legacy of its imperial past under the domination, by and large, of state-hegemonic countries fronted by America and, to lesser extents, the leading European imperial powers like Britain, France, and even Russia, but without a universal possibility such that could only derive from the resurrection of church-hegemonic axial criteria pending a revolutionary overhaul of the Western tradition which was both global in its contemporary relevance and synthetically artificial, paving the way, with 'Kingdom Come' (as that is what I am intimating of) for true universality and, hence, the end to cyclic division and any concomitant ethnic rivalry, including, not least, the centuries-old Catholic/Protestant dichotomy within Western civilization itself.

 

Clockwise cyclic recurrence, being closer to nature, is fundamentally a reflection of female domination, both wilfully and spiritually, and while anti-clockwise cycling may not be entirely free of female influence, it is more likely, in relation to the greater exercise of intellectual and emotional factors, to favour the male, as in the case of fascist reaction to Communism in Europe being partly if not largely in defence of Western civilization, with its non-cyclical axial polarities deriving, in no small measure, from Christian values.

 

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Life often seems to be a case of one evolutionary step forward by males, two devolutionary steps backward under female pressure, not least in respect of a variety of social and familial obligations which males perforce undertake in relation to females.

 

Sentimentalists like to think that the weather is there for our benefit, to enable us to survive and even thrive, but, in reality, like most other aspects of nature, it simply is what it is, irrespective of human preferences, and we profit or suffer accordingly.

 

Some people, in their seeming incapacity for reflection, their outgoing, extrovert dispositions, resemble sunflowers, not least when, at any rate in the case of males, they have wiry hair sticking out everywhichway on face and head! I have always disliked sunflowers, and people who resemble them rarely curry favour with me.

 

From the kind of introverted standpoint of a tulip, even a rose would be bad enough. But a sunflower! Strange how certain rock stars come to mind.

 

To go out with a whimper, not a bang, would seem to befit a philosophical disposition. You can leave bangs to the scientific.

 

Freedom through wax earplugs, which grant a sense of independence from close neighbours such that enables one to move around – cross the floor, open and close doors, etc. - without hearing the noise one makes in the process. Therefore as though undetected by others and relatively unaffected by their noise which, as experience has taught, can be both distracting and annoying, even humiliating and the source, paradoxically, of a kind of self-defeating inhibitory reservation which conditions one to act more circumspectly or cautiously than one would otherwise do, with a corresponding sense of constraint that, frankly, reduces self-esteem and makes for a sense of shame, frustration even, that one is not free to be true to oneself and behave, within reason, as one thinks fit or according to one's nature. The caged bird is not a happy creature. Only the free bird really sings. Yet the struggle to become truly free is not what motivates the greater percentage of human behaviour in our time. Rather are most people taken up with resisting the unfreedoms that those who are really free tend to impose upon them in defence of their own freedoms of action, freedoms that, by their very objective nature, cannot be the property of all, but must remain the preserve of the rich and powerful.

 

I have never reserved a ticket for any concert, whatever the kind of music, and I dare say I never shall. Nor have I ever reserved a ticket for anything else, bar the occasional coach journey or flight.

 

I am a person entirely without curiosity about others, who goes about his business without paying the slightest attention to anybody, with the possible exception of the occasional woman (I saw a beautiful long-haired blonde walking along the platform in a tight-fitting black dress amongst a sea of dark faces while waiting for a train today). In fact, I pride myself on minding my own business, as though to contrast myself with the average British male, many of whom can't lay eyes on anything, oneself included, without having to think or mumble something stupid or vulgar. My motto is: Don't let that poison get too close, least of all under your skin. Keep it at arm's reach. So, of course, I tend to mind my own business.

 

Those who work for a living don't normally live for their work. I do.

 

There are people without talent who are lauded to the skies. There are people with talent who are simply ignored. It just depends on who or what you are.

 

Birds of prey can have no place in a theocracy, whose symbolic ideal is the dove. And yet, I have heard and read of high-ranking clergy – bishops, archbishops, cardinals – described as resembling eagles, hawks, falcons, and other such birds of prey! What could be more hypocritically at variance with the true spirit of the Christian religion? Birds of prey have more in common with an aristocracy or autocracy than ever they do with a theocracy, distinctions of rank notwithstanding.

 

Theocrats are not aristocrats, but the danger of aristocrats being taken for theocrats is always very real in a civilization that hypes Devil the Mother as God the Father … out of expedience. Theocrats may have their various ranks, but that is still quite separate and distinct from the ranks applying to the aristocracy.

 

An aesthete is somebody indisposed to truth.

 

It's not how many books or eBooks you sell, but who you sell them to … that really matters.

 

Likewise, it's not how many people read you, but who reads you (and for what reason) that actually counts.

 

Writing for others, with others constantly in mind, is the mark of a slave, not a free man.

 

You cannot make sense of what, like so much of the contemporary world, is fundamentally senseless, even if, as a philosopher, you have the capacity to distinguish sense from senselessness.

 

It is not enough to 'change the world'; one must strive, rather, to overcome it. Marxists may endeavour to 'change the world', but that is about all they do, lacking a capacity for 'God building' or, in non-Leninist terms, otherworldly aspirations.

 

Even now, in the twenty-first century, it is probably fair to say that there is more nature than civilization in the world.

 

The majority of people, now and at all times, endeavour to live 'in harmony' with nature. Only a relatively small number of men – more usually men of genius – struggle against it in the interests of nurtural or even supernurtural progress, the latter of which would be antithetical not to nature but to supernature, as to all things 'supernatural', including, in all probability, quasars/black holes and other such manifestations of cosmic existence.

 

Conservationists and 'nature lovers' are not on the side of progress, which tends to favour the artificial, not least in respect of the Arts, which should, if true or genuine, be amongst the most artificial of creations, defying natural limitations in their aspirations toward a perfect alternative to nature.

 

Decriminalize one type of activity and another type soon takes its place, like paedophilia the homosexuality of yesteryear which, if ever decriminalized – and one sincerely hopes it never will be – could lead to a focus on incest between siblings or even bestiality or something else that is not focused upon, much less subjected to criminal prosecution, these days.

 

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Just as cadence goes downhill, as it were, to decadence, so, by contrast, regeneration goes downhill to degeneration, like the Reformation going to the dogs of deformation, religious reform sliding down to atheistic state-absolutist deformity.

 

Parallel with the primary church-hegemonic/state-subordinate axial polarity between cadence and decadence on the male side of the gender fence is what may be called the secondary church-hegemonic/state-subordinate axial polarity (female) between pseudo-degeneration and pseudo-regeneration, with cadence and pseudo-degeneration standing to each another as metaphysics and pseudo-metachemistry, but decadence and pseudo-regeneration standing to one another as pseudo-physics and chemistry.

 

Therefore while the axial polarity of cadence to decadence is of the unequivocally hegemonic (metaphysics) to the equivocally subordinate (pseudo-physics), the axial polarity of pseudo-degeneration to pseudo-regeneration is of the unequivocally subordinate (pseudo-metachemistry) to the equivocally hegemonic (chemistry).

 

Parallel with the primary state-hegemonic/church-subordinate axial polarity between regeneration and degeneration on the female side of the gender fence is what may be called the secondary state-hegemonic/church-subordinate axial polarity (male) between pseudo-decadence and pseudo-cadence, with regeneration and pseudo-decadence standing to each other as metachemistry and pseudo-metaphysics, but degeneration and pseudo-cadence standing to one another as pseudo-chemistry and physics.

 

Therefore while the axial polarity of regeneration to degeneration is of the unequivocally hegemonic (metachemistry) to the equivocally subordinate (pseudo-chemistry), the axial polarity of pseudo-decadence to pseudo-cadence is of the unequivocally subordinate (pseudo-metaphysics) to the equivocally hegemonic (physics).

 

Just as cadence is only possible in relation to a male hegemony over females (as pseudo-females), so decadence transpires from a male subordination (as pseudo-males) to a female hegemony.

 

And just as regeneration is only possible in relation to a female hegemony over males (as pseudo-males), so degeneration transpires from a female subordination (as pseudo-females) to a male hegemony.

 

It seems that degeneration is not only cyclic and absolute, especially in terms of clockwise cycling, as my initial theories seemed to imply, but can also be axial and relative, as with the polarity noted above between regeneration and degeneration on primary state-hegemonic/church-subordinate axial terms, so that the axis in question is as much characterized by a regenerative/degenerative primary polarity (female) as the church-hegemonic/state-subordinate axis by a cadent/decadent primary polarity (male), no less in relation to its own relativity than in terms of socialistic absolutism, whereby it would be logical to infer a renunciation of the Catholic Church and thus of any church/state relativity, the kind of polar relativity that would also be renounced, across the axial divide, from a standpoint less republican socialist than Marxist, or radically social democratic, with predictably state-absolutist consequences. And yet, much as this would be the likely cyclical outcome of axial degeneration on the state-hegemonic/church-subordinate axis, a suspicion remains that, on the church-hegemonic/state-subordinate axis by contrast, decadence should imply a kind of church absolutism in axial contrast to any state-absolutist degeneration of the Marxist variety. Alas, republican socialism does not, in my experience, lend itself to logically convenient analogies with church absolutism but, striving after greater independence of the State from church interference or control, makes it appear less decadent than degenerate or, rather, of a twisted kind of decadence with pseudo-regenerative properties of the sort readily identifiable with iconic landmarks like 'Liberty Leading the People' (Delacroix), the opposite of degeneration with pseudo-cadent properties, as strongly suggested by the state-capitalist overtones of Marxism-Leninism. Be that as it may, decadence and degeneration are not only cyclically absolute but also axially relative, as I trust the above theoretical modifications should serve to illustrate, and every endeavour to establish cadence results, sooner or later, in a decadent backlash as surely as the regenerative aspirations of the Reformation – certainly in England under Henry VIII – eventually had to contend with a degenerative backlash or polarity in the nonconformist community which no Anglo-Catholic of the sixteenth-century could have foreseen, let alone willingly encouraged!

 

Christian art became so decadent with the Renaissance, that it is small wonder that Protestantism preferred to exclude it, as far as possible, from its religious reforms. Better no art at all than the anti-Christian 'body beautiful', 'body muscular', 'body nude', and other such Michelangelo-inspired aberrations that dragged art down and away from the New Testament focus of Christianity towards the pagan past via Old Testament Judaism.

 

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Does cyclic degeneration derive from axial degeneration? The foregoing theories would suggest it does. But since there is more than one type of cycling one must also ask the question: Does cyclic decadence derive from axial decadence? And the answer would seem to be: Yes, it most assuredly does. So that gives us our two types of cycling; one effectively degenerate, or deriving from axial degeneration, and the other effectively decadent, or deriving from axial decadence. Now just as axial degeneration is the breaking away of pseudo-chemistry from physical control, so axial decadence is the breaking away of pseudo-physics from chemical control, with, in each case, a degree of unprecedented freedom for the breakaway gender that is quickly exploited by the freedoms (or bindings) proper to their respective polarities in metachemistry and metaphysics, which bind them anew to one or the other modes of cycling – clockwise in the case of female-dominated degenerative cycling, but anti-clockwise in the case of male-dominated decadent cycling, making, in contemporary terms (synthetically artificial), for a communistic/fascistic distinction which cannot but be at loggerheads with itself or, more correctly, with the opposite mode of cycling. For the pseudo-chemical pseudo-female informed by metachemistry will tend, under female influence, to cycle in clockwise fashion, whereas the pseudo-physical pseudo-male informed by metaphysics (even by the truncated metaphysics – bound soma of the crucifixional paradigm – typifying Catholic axial tradition) will tend, under male influence, to cycle in an anti-clockwise manner, thereby being at gender loggerheads with his clockwise counterpart on both phenomenal (corporeal) and noumenal (ethereal) planes, since in the one case metachemistry has been brought to bear on pseudo-chemistry, while in the other case metaphysics has come to bear on pseudo-physics, conditioning the cyclic directionality accordingly. No longer, as with axial control, is there a gender compromise but, rather, a clash of gender realities brought about by their release, through somatic degeneration on the one hand and psychic decadence on the other, from axial compromise. Even so, males accustomed, through metachemistry, to state-hegemonic female domination will shadow their female counterparts in what I like to term dotted-line cyclic fashion, while females accustomed, through metaphysics, to church-hegemonic male domination will shadow their male counterparts in similar dotted-line cyclic fashion, the former effectively degenerate and the latter no-less effectively decadent, albeit on secondary terms compared to their gender counterparts in the primary modes of degenerative (female) or decadent (male) cycling. Nor should we forget, finally, that some pseudo-cadent overtones deriving from physics will accrue to pseudo-chemical degeneration and, by contrast, some pseudo-regenerative overtones deriving from chemistry accrue to pseudo-physical decadence, even before metachemistry and metaphysics necessarily 'get in' on the act and bring their gender parallel polarities to bear on the respective types of corporeal decline.

 

I am persuaded, by a study of ancient history, that Greece was more state-hegemonic than church-hegemonic, as it were, whereas Rome was – or became – more church-hegemonic than state-hegemonic, thereby enabling one to infer the axial parallelism of Roman Catholic church-hegemonic tradition with that of ancient Rome, in contrast to the axial parallelism of Protestant state-hegemonic tradition with that of ancient Greece, so that as the one tradition derived, in no small measure, from its Roman counterpart or blueprint, so the other tradition, as it developed independently of Catholicism, fell back on ancient Greece, as upon its nearest historical counterpart, and was more inclined, in consequence, to identify with, if not slavishly worship, all things Greek. The position, on the other hand, of ancient Egypt in relation to both Greece and Rome must remain, I believe, ambiguous, since subject, over several dynasties, to shifting allegiances and influences, both Greek and, subsequently, Roman. But the influence upon Israel, or the Israelites, of Egypt cannot be denied, and should not be underestimated, however one chooses to interpret it. I, for one, would have few reservations in equating it with a predilection towards state-hegemonic criteria, whether axial or, more probably, of a clockwise cyclic tendency closer to nature, since dominated by females. Certainly the Jews would have fared better with the Greeks than ever they did with the Romans who, at the time of their conquest of Galilee, Judea and surrounding lands, had not limited themselves to a monotheism deriving, supernaturally, from metachemistry in which worship of the 'One God', the Creator, the Almighty, was the religious norm.

 

Casually thinking about the 'Garden of Eden' concept of Paradise this morning, I was wondering to myself what the hell a snake was doing there in the first place, never mind the Devil disguised as one! I mean, how can you have predatory creatures, cold-blooded killers, like snakes in Paradise, or what is purported to be such? It simply beggars belief! I abandoned all pretensions of respect for that book, the 'Book of Genesis', so long ago that, as a philosophically-inclined writer, I can't even be bothered to expose its shortcomings anymore, exceptions to the general rule notwithstanding. Worse than Bible shortcomings, however, are the lunatics who strive, with their limited powers of reason, to justify and explain away (in no matter how exaggerated a fashion) those accounts or statements which – quite apart from the subsequent findings of science – simply defy logic, of which there are no small number in the Bible as a whole. It is simply amazing to what lengths such people will go to make the irrational appear rational or at least reasonable, like a snake in Paradise!

 

The lower you sink in society, as in religion, the worse things get.

 

It is always somewhat disconcerting to be surrounded by neighbours who do their undamndest to oppose, with a variety of thumping noises, the slightest suspicion of intellectual or computer-related activity on one's part. One gets a sense of how the world really is in the main, and of how determined one has to be not to let average or sub-average people – especially females and kids – get the better of one and effectively put an end to one's cultural endeavours, to drive one out of one's self-made paradise under pretext of being inconvenienced by what little disturbance one makes during the process of using a computer or – strangest of all – exercising one's brain in the formation of thought! For then the thumping bimbos really 'come out' in all their alarming sensitivity to the activation of thought by a solitary intellectual. Oh for a monastic-like retreat where one could get on with one's thinking or writing or whatever independently of the 'many-too-many', the lumpen proletariat, the foreign bimbo, the class enemy of culture, the born enemy of religious or philosophical truth! For that, in my experience, is what a majority of people – and of women in particular – actually are, as men like Schopenhauer, Baudelaire, Nietzsche, and other exceptional geniuses of the past well knew!

 

I've heard females described, apparently by some old-school British politician, as “all antennae and no brains”, which is a phrase that stuck in my mind, since it somehow rings true and causes me to reflect, today, whether my own position as an adult male of intellectual persuasion is not akin to all brains and no antennae? Not intellectually reserved, but certainly socially reserved. With, I think, good reason!

 

Heads rolled during the French Revolution and, subsequently, bodies fought bodies in the bloody, brutal Napoleonic Wars that inevitably ensued. That scoundrel Bonaparte may not have begun the French Revolution but, as time progressed, he certainly knew how to finish it off.

 

Has the 'Age of the People', dating from approximately the late-eighteenth century, finally come to an inglorious end with or since the collapse of Communism in Europe? One can only hope so, for it led to some of the most dreadful wars in history.

 

Whether regeneration devolves to degeneration or cadence devolves to decadence, the results tend to be pretty much the same: war and perpetual strife, as that which is low (degenerate or decadent) paradoxically comes to the fore, turning the world upside down and inside out.

 

There is no such thing as 'divine decadence', that illogical notion of certain feminists and shallow intellectuals gunning for some degree of radical notoriety. Decadence is no more 'divine' than degeneration is 'diabolic'. Rather is it their respective polarities, cadence and regeneration, which are divine and diabolic, that is, significant of either soulful being or wilful doing, of psychic subjectivity or somatic objectivity, according to whether metaphysical or metachemical criteria are chiefly in evidence at any particular time. The repudiation of diabolic regeneration – the 'increase and multiply' injunction of the Old Testament – is what alone makes for the possibility of divine cadence, unlike the degenerative polarity to regeneration on the one axial hand, and the decadent victim of regenerative/degenerative predation on the other axial hand.

 

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I have blown through philosophy like a divine wind and shaken it to the very depths of its foundations, consigning the cobwebs of outmoded thought to the rubbish bin of philosophical history where, one day, they will not merely rot but go up in flames or, at any rate, be vaporized.

 

Those philosophy-denying fools are probably correct, in their self-satisfied smugness, to maintain that philosophy has no applicability to the modern world, but they are severely deluded if they think it cannot point to a better one, beyond the scope of the modern preference for drama, fiction and, to a lesser extent, poetry.

 

Both drama and fiction (that internalized mode of drama) rip off poetry – and hence the poet – while avoiding, as far as possible, all contact with philosophy.

 

Outgrowing poetry I dabbled in fiction, but soon found its philosophical subversion was not enough … if one seriously wanted to pursue Truth and climb the hill of metaphysical insight that leads to salvation.

 

Philosophy is only true to itself in metaphysics. With physics, chemistry, and metachemistry it becomes regressively more 'bovaryized', that is, undermined and even vitiated by economics, politics, and science, in that regressive order.

 

If anything it is those 'bovaryized' kinds of philosophy that have some relevance, in varying degrees, to the modern world, a world dominated by science and economics under which the political 'bovaryization' of philosophy labours in vain towards a 'better world'.

 

A majority of people, being relatively simple, still behave as though the atom had never been split and that there was only one type of sanity, namely the female-dominated outer sanity ('outsanity') of the marketplace. They couldn't be more wrong!

 

To say that somebody is uneducated presupposes that he/she can be educated. But that is not invariably the case. On the contrary, it is more often a symptom of egalitarian rhetoric which conveniently overlooks the incapacity of most people to be educated beyond a certain level, as well as the actual irrelevance of what has been called 'higher education' to them.

 

There is nothing more objectionable to the average person than thought and, worse, the ability of the exceptional individual, a philosopher, to think for himself and demolish, if necessary, centuries of presumed wisdom.

 

Every day I think in the face of hostile opposition from neighbours and workmen – in short, from the 'common herd', as it were, of thoughtless cretins, and value my thinking, or my ability to think, all the more!

 

Civilization only advances because of exceptional individuals, not because of the masses, who tend, rather, to reduce everything to the lowest-common-denominator of a nature-affirming sex-oriented opposition to civilization and its raison d'κtre, culture. In this respect, D.H. Lawrence, like Jean-Jacques Rousseau before him, was a forceful spokesman for the masses who was fundamentally against civilization.

 

There can be no true culture without civilization and, within the framework of civilization, a variety of constraints upon females. For civility on their part is not the same as culture, and the prospects for culture, as the apotheosis of male nurture, would be very bleak indeed if there was no accompanying civility, no constraints placed upon soma in the interests of psychic flourishing in the form, generally speaking, of artistic revelation.

 

Philosophy and music that is, in the main, metaphysical will always be at the peak of culture.

 

It is not the philosopher's fault if people in general find him unreadable. In fact, it is rather more to his credit that unthinking individuals cannot profit from his thought, since it is not his business to enlighten fools.

 

You do not read philosophy to be entertained, nor even to be educated or informed, still less to be emotionally titillated, but rather to be enlightened. Philosophy has no other business, essentially, than to enlighten, to bring the reader to a greater understanding of metaphysics and metaphysical issues generally. But that presupposes a reader capable of metaphysical understanding and genuinely interested in pursuing metaphysical truth, because inherently wise. In short, the psychic exception to the somatic rule!

 

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Those who are always testing others, who put others 'to the test', tend to do so from lack of self-confidence and self-esteem. It is as though they can only believe in their own worth, such as it is, by exposing, where possible, the foibles or weaknesses of others, thereby reassuring themselves that it is not they who are at fault, or lacking in virtue, but those whom they set out to test.

 

None of my writing has ever been done outdoors. On the contrary, it is the product of an indoor, sedentary lifestyle that would not, I feel confident, be compatible with the outside world, still less identifiable with those who write outdoors or, more correctly, with writings conducted outdoors by persons who like to be 'close to Nature' and to soak up what they perceive as its natural beauty, all the while sucking up to the Sun, like so many neo-pagans. By contrast, I have always had strong reservations about conducting my philosophical pursuits in public, never mind outdoors! However, this has never precluded me from writing indoors about certain outdoor experiences or events, comparatively rare as that may be.

 

Saw a church – or what was described as such – while in a nearby borough this afternoon which was so astonishingly mundane-looking in its four-square modernity as to make one wonder how-on-earth anything approaching God, never mind the so-called 'Word of God', could possibly be worshipped or taken seriously in such a place. Frankly, it beggars belief to what extents of architectural degeneracy nonconformist churches can sink!

 

I write what I think and think about what I write, thereby closing the circle.

 

As a thinker I am unreservedly forthright and determined to be as honest with myself as possible, no matter what the outcome. For what is the point of being intellectually dishonest, or of knowing one thing and saying another? That would be a mark, surely, of intellectual cowardice.

 

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In terms of the number and audacity of his conquests, one would have to say that Hitler, as Commander-in-Chief of the German Armed Forces during the Second World War, was the greatest military leader, or conqueror, since Napoleon. Like Napoleon before him, Hitler came to grief in Russia, defeated as much, one could almost say, by the appalling weather and endless steppe, the vast expanses of bleak terrain, as by the Russians themselves.

 

When the Germans occupied Paris in 1940, you could argue that they had at last got their own back on the French for having occupied Berlin, under Napoleon, in 1806. The justice of history.

 

Hitler was, in many respects, the reverse of Napoleon, that is, a statesman who became a warlord as opposed to a warlord, or general, who became a statesman.

 

Metternich, though born in Germany, became the Austrian Chancellor; Hitler, though born in Austria, became the German Chancellor. Another case of history repeating itself, albeit on antithetical terms.

 

It would be no exaggeration to say that the wars Napoleon waged have been considerably overshadowed, in the twentieth-century, by the wars waged by Hitler against the rest of Europe, Russia not excepted.

 

Stalin, though obviously a great statesman and warlord, does not compare with either Napoleon or Hitler, who both waged aggressive wars of external conquest. Stalin merely reacted to invasion and was eventually able to repulse it and expand the Soviet Empire into Eastern Europe in the process of rolling back the Nazi invaders.

 

The Germans liberated a lot of Russian and/or Russian-dominated territory, like the Ukraine, from Soviet control, only for that territory to be counter-liberated when the Soviets returned with a vengeance that affected more than just the Nazis.

 

To undo the remnants of the discredited Versailles Treaty with regards to the return of Danzig and the establishment of a Corridor linking East Prussia to the rest of the Reich, Nazi Germany, having failed on the diplomatic front to appease an Anglo-French-backed Polish military regime, had to go to war with Poland, and we all know where that led, although the Non-Aggression Pact with Stalin signed just before the invasion was a masterstroke that, by speeding up the conquest of Poland by limiting the German sphere of influence, effectively neutralized the Anglo-French allies and led, in the winter of 1939-40, to the so-called Phoney War, when a stalemate ensued in the West and no-one seemed anxious to invade Germany, least of all the architects of the Maginot Line.

 

Eamonn de Valera who, more than any man, was responsible for the Irish Civil War, eventually came in from the intransigent republican cold, as it were, by accepting political reality and becoming Taoiseach (prime minister) of the 26 counties in 1932. After several spells in office in this role, he went on to become President of the 26 counties in 1959. But when he died in 1975 Ireland was no nearer unity than it had been back in 1920-22, with six of the nine counties of Ulster still a part of the United Kingdom in the guise of the statelet of Northern Ireland.

 

Keeping Eire neutral during the Second World War was a brave and sensible strategy on de Valera's part, especially with British threats of intervention into key Irish ports, since there was no justification for siding with the traditional imperial oppressor of Ireland and certainly no sense in siding with Nazi Germany at the risk of British opposition and possible invasion. But signing the Book of Condolences upon news of Hitler's death, as de Valera did, was a courageous and, to my mind, magnanimous gesture, since Hitler was no enemy of Ireland (Eire) and, besides, it would have looked like a pro-British stance had he not done so, putting him on a more or less equal footing with Churchill and those who had systematically warred upon Nazi Germany. For that I have more respect for 'Dev' than for his intransigent republicanism in the face of loyalist reaction, given the virtual inevitability of partition and the desirability, at the time, of Free State compromise. In the end, he, too, had to compromise, for there was no alternative.

 

It was a tenet of Nazi ideology, not least with Hitler, that Germany had been 'stabbed in the back' by the Armistice of 1918, which led to the collapse of the Imperial Regime and the threat and, indeed, reality of a 'Red' takeover in the immediate aftermath. Yet Irishmen serving on the Western Front during 1916 would have been no less justified in regarding the Easter Rising of that year as a 'stab in the back' of their commitment, within the United Kingdom, to the war against Germany. And yet, what brought about the Easter Rising in Dublin? Was not the threat and, indeed, reality of conscription into the British Armed Forces sufficient motive for such an uprising, even if it had not been 'on the cards' for some time? Frankly, there would have been a lot of Irishmen who had no desire to fight for Britain against the Germans, having nothing in particular against Germany but, rather, more in common with it than many British and even English would have allowed. So elements of the Irish people rise in revolt against Britain at this time, not only from fear of or opposition to conscription, but also in the hope of exploiting Britain's worsening difficulties on the Western Front to the advantage of Irish freedom and the possibility of self-determination, a self-determination that, with the Second World War, would express itself in terms of neutrality. Speaking personally, I would not have much sympathy for those who, fighting for Britain against Germany in the First World War, may have regarded the Easter Rising as a 'stab in the back'. The real heroes of the time were those who fought and died for Irish freedom, not those who fought and died for the enemy of Irish freedom which, like France and Russia, had sided with Serbia and, by implication, the Bosnian Serb terrorist who had assassinated Archduke Franz Ferdinand, heir to the Austro-Hungarian throne, in Sarajevo, thereby precipitating the chain of regrettable events which culminated in the First World War. Germany's magnanimity in siding with Austria not only against Serbia but also against the Russian ally of Serbia that had declared war on Austria and the Austro-Hungarian Empire was no disgrace, but a mark, rather, of brotherly honour that will always deserve to be remembered with respect.

 

We always hear about Obersalzberg in connection with the Nazis, particularly Hitler, who could overlook his homeland in the province of Salzberg, but nothing at all about Untersalzberg, which is closer to Berchtesgarden, probably because it held less interest for Hitler and might even have connoted with the kind of mensch that Hitler and his followers were determined to subjugate, if not exterminate, from a standpoint closer to the Nietzschean άbermensch. Nevertheless, as a region Untersalzberg would be no less spectacular than its better-known counterpart further south – thanks or no thanks to Hitler and the Nazis.

 

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Don't let the bitches, anxious to capitalize on their assets, make you feel guilty. Be a bastard and feel innocent.

 

What, you may wonder, is the chief cause of axial decadence on the one hand and axial degeneration on the other, that is, of the falling away of both decadence and degeneration from their respective axes into cyclic recurrence whether of a clockwise (degenerate) or an anti-clockwise (decadent) nature, bearing in mind what has already been said on previous pages about the roles of gender in determining these antithetical outcomes. Is it that the chemical hegemony over pseudo-physics, of pseudo-regeneration over decadence, and the physical hegemony over pseudo-chemistry, of pseudo-cadence over degeneration, lose their controlling influence on the subordinate gender positions, pseudo-masculine in the one case and pseudo-feminine in the other, or does the decline into cyclic decadence owe more to a loss of faith in metaphysics and the decline into cyclic degeneration more to a weakening of loyalty to metachemistry, so that the polarities to both pseudo-physical decadence and pseudo-chemical degeneration are less attractive than before and unable, in consequence, to command the same degree of respect such that would keep both decadence and degeneration within the axial framework as opposed to allowing them to break away, for want of control, into the opposite types of cyclic recurrence? I suspect, too, that if chemistry and physics are less influential than before, it could have something to do with a diminishing respect for their respective polarities in pseudo-metachemistry (under metaphysics) and pseudo-metaphysics (under metachemistry), albeit pseudo-metachemical pseudo-degeneration would never have the same appeal to chemical pseudo-regeneration as metaphysical cadence to pseudo-physical decadence. Nor, I suspect, would pseudo-metaphysical pseudo-decadence have the same appeal to physical pseudo-cadence as metachemical regeneration to pseudo-chemical degeneration. Be that as it may, the decline of both decadence and degeneration from being complementary, on subordinate terms, to pseudo-regeneration and pseudo-cadence respectively ... to actually becoming cyclically independent of them can and does happen, for whatever reasons, and the consequences are predictably worse for society as a whole than when decadence was held fast to pseudo-regeneration and degeneration held fast to pseudo-cadence, even if only because of the polar attractions of both cadence (metaphysics) and regeneration (metachemistry) upon them. Either way, one has a devolutionary descent from stability under the alternative ruling principles or elements of axial civilization into instability and even anarchic chaos independently of such principles in a situation closer to nature even when it takes a synthetically artificial, or contemporary, guise, as in the cases, we have argued, of Communism and Fascism, the one clockwise and dominated by female criteria, the other anti-clockwise and dominated by male criteria. But both decadence and degeneration can and do exist within the bipolar framework of axial civilization, if respectively subordinate to pseudo-regeneration and pseudo-cadence, so that one cannot regard them as typifying what exists in the corporeal realms of phenomenal relativity. On the contrary, they will normally be obliged to play a secondary role, in effect, to the hegemonic gender position there, be it pseudo-regenerative in chemistry or pseudo-cadent in physics, which, traditionally within the Western framework, will suggest the primacy of Marianism over the pseudo-Christianity of the 'Christ Child' on the one axis, that of the effective dominance of 'Mother Church' within the church-hegemonic axial tradition (catholic), and the primacy, by contrast, of the Conservative Right over the Liberal and/or Socialist Left on the other axis, that of Parliamentary Democracy within the state-hegemonic axial tradition (protestant). Such is the antithetical nature of 'the world' and, even without the threats of the antithetical types of cyclic recurrence, it cannot be regarded as an end-in-itself, but only as a temporal arrangement pending the possibility of eternal life in 'Kingdom Come' and the eventual triumph, in consequence, of otherworldly values, about which I have hitherto written at some length and without any reservations whatsoever, bearing in mind that they are inseparable from the subjugation, neutralized dragon-like, of what has been termed pseudo-netherworldly values, the constrained values of pseudo-metachemistry under metaphysics at the apex of revolutionary church-hegemonic criteria.