What you might be thinking is, “What are the heinous acts that modernday sorcerers commit that can compare to the followers of Set?” You might also be thinking, “Isn’t it true that so many innovations of lab-techniques have proved beneficial?” And, “How are you gonna discover penicillin without a microscope?”
The end result of that line of argument would be I’d have to accept that lenses (micros and teles) are not illusory but factual.
What I’m saying is facts are also fictions because they are not figurative (proportionate, balanced). Second, we have a choice between living in a factual world or a figurative one. If everything were factual we would just be DNA, and that’s the way things are going (every day in DT has a new gene I’ve noticed!)
The balance is between a factual and a figurative world. Penicillin is useful, not infallible since, as we know, microbes breed immunity. The argument is essentially that there is an invisible world viewed through lenses that is very convincing. That makes it a perspective illusion.
The more we view things with lenses the more illusory and convincing things are. Therefore, the less figurative they are. This entire universe is hygienic order, and the aim of sorcerers is to breed from DNA the cold-blooded serpent of psychotic reason, run by algorithms (AI). The “sausage sellers” of the future, sex by another name. Dead meat.
DNA is meat because that’s where the money is. Meat that is grown hygienically for profane purposes; in other words, bi-passing normal sexuality. The profane demonstrates psychic weakness because there is no physical substance (physique of animals) or psyche (behaviour, farm manners, see prev.)
Hygiene does without dirt and therefore without the strength of cleanliness, since exposure to pathogens immunises and hardens. So, the invisible perspective world is really one of diminishing returns, psychotic, profane and prolix.
Farming, and the primitive predator/prey relationship is the subject of Claude Levi-Strauss’s The Savage Mind. This is a very good example of an original world of animals and plants that Man takes as is, with no processing (let alone DNA processing), and that is “structured” – his term for intermediaries, or midway states between predator and prey (the trickster or scavenger) – or between hunting and harvest.
When Levi-Strauss met Chief Seattle for the annual buffalo hunt (prev.) he donned jeans and saddled-up, freeing his mind from its formulaic structuralism. This apparently led to his famous fight with Jacques Derrida over the vexed question of, “When deconstructing structuralism, is the structure entered structured?”
The Derrida fight makes quite a good point, since it’s difficult to deny the theory’s usefulness whether it’s true or not. Acolytes always assume things are true and thereby create of them a perspective reality (the ubiquitous DNA/Dawkins).
Things actually have a certain vagueness – like the definition of oikos (prev). The stars at night with their mythical patterns affect us psychically – but how? The fact that something is useful doesn’t make it true. Levi-Strauss covers this point by considering opposing principles, such as harvest (life) versus beasts of prey (death) and intermediaries (tricksters). That makes it very useful in the same way that myths are moral fables. That doesn’t make them “true” and, OK, things have a certain structure but also a certain vagueness.
“They” are happy to leap on this as signs of alternative pseudery, simply because it’s not factual.
Conan found the scene gloomy and unreal; the silence of the people, their furtive haste, the great black stone walls that rose on each side of the streets. There was a grim massiveness about Stygian architecture that was overpowering and oppressive. (page 142)
This reminded me quite a lot of Rand standing there beneath her monuments (Pictorial 46). The difference is there are snakes slithering in the streets or coiled in temples. However, the contradiction between the deliberate order of a le Corbusier with the practical reality of living is a fairly common motif. There’s Motter’s Radiant City (Mr X) or the Belgian series La Fievre d’Urbicand (Alternates 8)
The serpent of psychotic reason always seems to be loose in settings of pure order. Pure reason doesn’t exist in nature, so what you are going to get is profane psychosis. Our modernday sorcerers use DNA to profanely procure beef or other types of processed meat (the “sausage seller” Pictorial 47)
The meat is bred in vats hygienically and without the physique of a cow (physiology). In this profane reality, physique is much more difficult to detect (in DNA) and therefore the reality is much less figurative (and more factual). If you take the “bleeding” beef (of Gates Hyborian Bridge 56) say you have a cut of brisket - since they could breed something that was “cuttable” – how do you know it’s brisket and not rump? Because “they” tell you. In other words, you don’t know your ass from your elbow in the profane reality.
Animals have symmetries and asymmetries; that is what they are. In a figurative reality, this interpretation is applied to the universe (prev.) Even if you can’t see the figure, the human imagination suppies the interpretation.
That’s why Katie Bouman’s apparent innocence of what she was looking at is so funny; to her and “them” it’s just another fact. They are the Khemites of our era, solar serpentine sorcerers of the lenses (see Traylor’s Pets Hyborian Bridge 56)
This film is dedicated to those who use their eyes to make us see – tagline to a Leica ad that was predictably Trolled on Weibo, which brings in the basic question, “What makes a trustworthy image?” It’s up to your discretion, though I am a Leica fan. I heard this running gag about a bare-faced liar who claimed to have invented celluloid cinefilm. He starts off,
"I was working in an electrical shop and sold a camera to a girl in a red dress.” “Leica?”
“She wasn’t bad.” (Maxwell House radio show circa 1940)
There are two things there: the camera one side; the subject the other. Any confusion of the two is bad because there is no physical substance (ie things getting more electronic, CGI). I tend to think there should be a physical reality that you see with your eyes, and then apply to the lens. This brings-in a psychic closeness that can be felt.
Without the physical and the psyche, I think the subject becomes very detached and we are in the realm of “truth and lies” – every fact is a fiction. Scientists are fantastically good liars because the facts they produce are so convincing! And they’re more convincing where they’re not tied to a physical reality that needs primordial rhythms, proportion and balance. In other words, in a perspective illusion.
Going back to Conan the Conqueror, the way he gets to Khemi is he is Shanghaied aboard a trading vessel which happens to be southbound. Seeing the negro slaves chained along the rowing galley, he manages to effect a rebellion and re-establishes his leadership as “Amra”. In chasing Thutothmes all the way dwon to Khemis, he in a way uses the black corsairs although, since seafaring brigandry is the life they love, their freedom seems a fair exchange.
The anarchy of primordial rhythm in the eternal hunt for treasure on the seas.
In this case, their destination is Khemi, which could be likened to a Randian reality with the addition of snakes.
Conan knew it was one of the ritualistic processions so inexplicable to a foreigner, but one which played a strong – and often sinister – part in the Stygian religion. The last figure turned his head slightly toward the motionless Cimmerian, as if expecting him to follow. (page 145)
The formulas of the priesthood are based on one thing – worship of the serpent god Set. This iconic figure might seem a world away from modernity, except we live in a cult of order which seems somewhat similar!
There is no such thing as pure order (in nature) so instead a profane psychosis is let loose inside the perspective illusion of science. Because the illusion is so convincing, we’re inclined to go along with it, even though we get the profanity of hygienic meat and other hygiene-machines.
So, the similarities to the soaring buildings of Khemi, with the wriggling reptiles is obvious. Instead of the iconic human figure, science has simply chosen another figure: the serpent or processed meat of DNA (the “sausage seller”).
Our formulaic rituals are hygienic, and not related to the human figure; the free-living figure which exists alongside monumental grandeur. The extent to which previous societies were anarchic is probably not appreciated. French singer/songwriter Jean Patrick Capdevieille has his own ideas
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