Beliefs that
incorporate sex, death, rebirth value social strength – not information.
Strength of social norms is inevitably linked with fascist “supermen” of the
30s. However, as you could hear from the text being read out at the bookstore
scene in One Plus One (actually Mein Kampf), the dictators value
above all cervo-mechanisms of the (superior) mind, and downplay sentiment.
To them “soft”
feelings are not strong – and this is where the difference lies (with fascism).
Meaning that the lifecycle of sex, death, rebirth or regrowth is very much
dependent on feminine values.
The feminine
value is really action in the bush (pardon the phrase). The agile woman of
loping grace, the huntress who is allied with the moon, the destroyer who
precipitates creation and rebirth.
It is active
strength of bodily grace and form. Information that accords with this strong
style and psyche relates to fertility and the female body. These societies of
grace then influence events with their belief in strength.
This is probably
the opposite to fascist cervo-mania, which is itself almost a precursor to the
modern ego-fixation on numerical “facts” that are hyper-realistic illusions
(like pornography). In this situation, reality is much more akin to a pulp
fantasy that has storytelling balls. Events in the story are predicated on a belief
in strong style and psyche.
While our
societies are predicated on competition (male ego), ancient ones are predicated
on grace and style, and from that comes strength. Grace is the feminine virtue
– the harmonic womb – and associated with fertility.
After all, what
would Conan be without style and psychic allure?
As a sequel to Red
Nails, one can see Kayanan’s style is influenced by the BWS original.
Languorous scenes of decorous repose were fairly frequent amidst the gruelling beast-infested
slaughter.
In this case,
having partaken of dragon-flesh, the fetid reek of entrails and general
roughness and dirt invite the act of cleanliness. Places of power are bastions
of fertility, whether a Stygian swamp or here under unknown jungles that border
the black kingdoms, and the mud and slime that goes with it.
Ecology is
pretty well the opposite of hygiene but, as Valeria attests to here, the
ultimate satisfaction is vastly keener for the degradation endured. Fertility
is the feminine domain of blood and power, and from this flows social grace.
The hunt, the savage slaughter; and after the music, song, dance and raucous
laughter.
The rough
strength of ancient societies does not come from the masculine virtue of order
(now hygiene and number), but from the feminine value of fertility. This is the
hunt of Artemis under wooded eldritch blue-moon hills.
With the
feminine vistas comes heroic romance, for the world is strong (again). Water,
shrubs, nudity, fountains, springs to cleanse body and spirit. This is where
the masculine virtues collapse into nothingness for lack of feminine mystique.
We live in an ever-more convincing illusion of numbers since number is merely
the masculine or ordered side of reality. Without the feminine there is no
underlying harmonic of cosmic vibration (moon, planets.)
All atoms have
an atomic number designating their place on the Periodic Table of elements,
since nothing in nature is not ordered. However, nothing in nature is not
disordered either, in that things are destroyed and built-up in a natural cycle
of predator-prey.
The masculine
virtue is like Euripides’ The Bacchae (The False Apollo etc),
discounting all the gay power arising from the destructive cycle of the
seasons, the springing buds, the vines of plenty and orgiastic rites.
Instead of this
strength which is a virtue of harmony (the womb) we are given the weakness of
numbers. Since everything is a number (including atoms), the logically most
convincing illusion is for numbers to replace politics and economics.
Why do we not realize
it? Because it’s so convincing, natch. In the UK, Sunak’s budget for the
Conservatives has nothing right-wing, merely a game of infrastructure spending
and borrowing while sticking to “fiscal rules” (same as Trump and the Fed?)
It’s all totally
incomprehensible but, since it’s numbers no one notices. Same with computers,
which are words (language) that are numbers (ones and zeros). Algorithms which
express human faces (prev) will be given stories that replace the reality of
blood and fertile beings.
This sort of
reality is sex-by-numbers which makes pulp fantasies seem vastly more
realistic. Unless a story is based on the power that springs from blood, land,
commune there can be no beliefs associated with it.
The masculine
virtue is appearance (Apollo), not reality (Dionysus). A world of hyper-realism
is all appearance, while pulp fantasy has the strong style and psychic content
that are influential. It’s what you see in BWS’ Red Nails and the sequel by Kayanan. There is blood (the
dragon); there is a land (jungle); there is a commune – the Ichiribu. There is
water, shrubs, nudity, springs, fountains.
There is music,
dance, song like the social virelai of the 14th century (Outtakes 4)
As noted in HB106,
the Shemite goddess Ishtar was exportable to Koth as a Valkyrie-like
Earth-Mother residing in languorous temples. The female has the decorous grace
that maybe the more brutish Dionysus lacks, but both represent the destruction
that precipitates revival and strength.
This entire area
is a harmonic symphony as opposed to pure masculine order. The former is strong
and can influence the psyche (and events); that latter is weak and only has the
appearance of realism. It is an illusion of the masculine high-priests of the sorcery of number.
Carney meets
Sunak
“One Plus One = 25 trillion”
“Right!”