SugarMyChurro -> RE: life - the point and pointlessness of it all (2/7/2008 6:45:27 AM)
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And it is with such ideas in mind that I seek personal happiness and to end the shame and guilt used as powers of control. [;)] ----- Mr. Hart will find out in time. He will find out that death needs time. Death needs time like a junkie needs junk. And what does death need time for? The answer is soooo simple. Death needs time for what it kills to grow in, for Ah Pook's sweet sake, you stupid, vulgar, greedy ugly American death sucker. Like this! Death walks out in the field and kills the young Corn God. Young Corn God becomes a death seed from which another young Corn God will grow - birth and death in all its rich variety of an old outhouse. However, there is always more death than growth, even in the simplest terms of soil exhaustion. Corn is a very exhausting crop. Apparently the Mayans were ignorant of crop rotation, and in any case had no domestic animals to eat a cover crop and shit it back in fertilizer. Consequently, soil exhaustion was a problem and after the soil in the immediate vicinity of a city was exhausted, they had to travel further and further to find fertile fields, spending more and more time in transit to and from. Now every time you kill the young Corn God life goes out of him. The seed grows slower ... the seed loses vitality. The Corn God looks like a soulless zombie. And finally the seed does not grow. No time for death. So death has to travel. Death takes the young Corn God back to a time when he hadn't been hit so often he is punch-drunk, back to his youth -back back back ... clickety clickety clack ... back to the Garden of Eden. Sure, death will burn that down too. The Mayan priests made these expeditions into past time because they had burned down present time. Mayan scholars have wondered why they did not make calculations into future time; they were overdrawn. Checks bounced. Nothing and nobody there. Now this did not happen right away. You don't get hooked on the first shot, and even when you are hooked you can control it for a while maybe, stay on the same dose ... but fix yourself on a junkie on heroin for several thousand years. Control that habit? So he goes back to the time when his habit was manageable, and when it gets out of hand there he goes further back-back-back. Look at the Mayan pantheon and the calendar and you will see that the Mayans, as experienced vampires and time junkies, were keenly aware of this impasse and took what precautions they could to avoid it by balancing the Gods of death and life, not as Mr. Hart's accounts are balanced on an either/or basis, but through a series of transitional shadings. - Ah Pook is Here, William S. Burroughs
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