A
natural system is built on action and the presence of dirt. The
transformation enables a forest to flourish and all the game associated
with it.
Action
is strength, and the hunter (Artemis) adds to this cycle of blood and
carrion. This is something the modern order seems not to be aware of
since they - and even Michael Moore and Greta - are forever talking of
an "electric-green future."
Electricity is simply the handmaiden of expressive algorithm (P100 etc.) for whom "they" will write stories that have noting to so with blood, the hunt and the feminine mystique (moon).
This
is the world of action and the chase that strengthens with exposure to
dirt and germs. Fertility is always going to be associated with dirt
because everything comes from strength, not weakness. The flower
blooming in the desert is a sign of hope. The active world is therefore
counter to what "they" see in the electric-green future of radiant cities
(Neom) and the sterilization of culture.
The
expressive algorithm is a sign of this, since it is just a construction
of light (electromagnetism) as opposed to the physical substance of a
forest that destroys light and transforms it, recycles, reuses.
This harks back to Buffy Saint-Marie's motto of use and reuse and leaving things be (HB70). In a system of light or electricity, the transformative enabling of physical substance is rendered null and void.
Instead
of the presence of dirt supplying growth and strength, sterility brings
about the opposite tendency or a suspicion of dirt. This suspicion
takes the form of a compulsion (see Grace Slick quote HB62/1).
The
weakness of this psychology has quite a lot to do with words, since
words are not action. Heads - whether human or algorithm - deliver
words, not bodies. Words often become numbers - as with spokespeople of
the corona-crisis like Piers Morgan (prev) - and in the case of
expressive algorithms, words ARE numbers (ones and zeros).
Culture doesn't change the facts of nature; it's the old Greek maxim.
.. I do think the preference of writers to agents
- the mighty stir made about scribbling and scribes by themselves and
others - a sign of effeminacy, degeneracy and weakness. Who would write,
who had any thing better to do? 'Action-action-action'- said
Demosthenes: 'Actions -actions,' I say, and not writing, - least of all,
rhyme. Look at the querulous and monotonous lives of the 'genus'; -all
except.. Aeschylus, Sophocles, and some of the antiques also - what a
worthless, idle brood it is! (Byron, Poems, Prose, Letters, Collins 1959 page 569)
Byron's
attitude is admirable, since not only is he a fantastic poet but he
acknowledges poets only write words. They don't till fields (like Ruth,
prev) or ride horses or blacksmith or climb trees or herd beasts or
sheer sheep (see The Wool-Sack, prev.)
What
Byron mainly meant was the political and military sphere in the time
when Greece was struggling under the Ottomans (he perished at
Messolonghi fighting for the Greek cause). However, the political and
military are only there to preserve the real world. If that world is no
longer active but passive and ruled by words, what's the point?
..but
why do they abuse him for cutting of that poltroon Cicero's head? Did
not Tully tell Brutus it was a pity to have spared Antony? and did he
not speak the Philippics? and are not 'words things?' and such 'words' very pestilent 'things' too? (page 558 on Antony and Cleopatra).
The
active world transforms things into use by strength, while the passive
world doesn't. The sign of activity is often dereliction - see C6 D3 C3 - and there is the quote by Lovecraft on Howard's lost cities.
Decadence
is the world of the soil and trees, of life and death, of
transformation into use, of fertility and dirt, of the moon and fungi,
of cities of the night, of seedy districts and dingy wharves. In other
words, it is the reality of life on Earth when it is not under the
dominion of words. That reality can't be changed by culture, but words
are persuasive to the ego, numbers verify "facts" in the parallel
reality of resolved space that is composed mainly of light and straight lines.
Outside
of this sterility is the world of dirt and recycled use that breeds
strength and fertility. It is really the modern infatuation with rubbish
- which "they" call hygiene - that keeps us weak.
I
suppose you see where this is going; a world of the ego and numbers is
also a world that is compulsive about hygiene - the two are the same.
Outside of this is the world of rigorous action-in-the-field and
exposure to germs. It is the world of forests and disorder and strength -
action of body and introspection of mind - that can be equated with
Howard. Disorder and stench and seediness and decadence are all signs of
psychic and physical strength, as well as some degree of
self-government.
Sunlight
is destroyed by a forest and the logic of light transformed into the
disorder of growth and fertility. If we live in an order of equations as
opposed to rustic action and strength, that is part of the reason why.
The
shadows and atmospheres of old noir films seem to contain a lot more
simply by suggestion and inference - the lost universe of ancient
patinas that is the physical substance of Earth, the femme fatale of
cosmic fate, or the haunted harbor.
