LYRICS

The applications are to blameAll the people do all dayIs stare into a phone (Placebo, Too Many people)

“Take nothing but memories, leave nothing but footprints!” (Chief Seattle)

When rock stars were myths (Sandi Thom, I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker)

Machines were mice and men were lions once upon a time, Now that it's the opposite it's twice upon a time (Moondog)

Time is an illusion (Einstein)

Monday, 15 November 2021

Hyborian Bridge 197

The unreal nature of the lyre has the ability to take us to places of darkness that are charmingly upbeat. You hear this in the classic R&B of Lloyd Price ('Stagger Lee', prev), and equally in the one-woman wonder called Joan Armatrading.

HELP YOURSELF 

The night, after all, us not intrinsically dismal since it has the neon of stars.

BACK TO THE NIGHT

On the track 'How Cruel', Armatrading notes that she has no control over the prejudicial views of others over her skin and sex, be they black, white, male or female or a mix of them all ('Rosie').

So far so lesbian, you might say, but it's noteworthy how 'fringe' people are often more keenly afflicted by truth than is the fact-dominated mainstream. They are living nature in-the-raw to a degree, and this is even more true of the fantasy figures like Red Sonja who delve into an underworld of decadence and revival - see Noto's 'Red Lace', prev.

Decadence is almost the missing link in the modern world in that nature in the raw is a ramshackle tapestry of tangled-up-in-green furtive activity.

Whether you take a furtive scene from Terry and the Pirates, or a furtive scene from some Hyborian city-state, much the same holds true. It's not only Darkwood that is furtive in these adventurous stories of the older world.

The tapestry of fairly furtive activity has a freedom of psyche we can only dream of (and do). Where the psyche is free, it can effect action, so the activity of the body comes into play. Could it be, then, that modern straight-line order is a way of inhibiting free psyche? The last psychedelic era was the 60s which of course also had an ethic of brazen bodily expression.

Classically-speaking, when the underwear is on show there are usually hints of the underworld (see HB194). The idea of raw sex or free expression is often linked to dark forces, since the fertile area is the soil where things take root.  

The carbon and nitrogen cycles are nothing if not frenetically active and almost diabolical! Dark forces within fantasy are easy to detect (from the pulp-genesis of Francis Stevens), queasily erotic and laden with pungent jungle aromas.

In short, an active universe - of the body - is bound to encounter the dark forces that circulate the globe . While scientists are busily studying the intimacies of DNA, logic dictates that only the mechanisms of the body-in-motion can select which DNA is ultimately useful in an illogical situation of action (as opposed to an inert situation in a lab - see P193).

DNA is the study of false information that resides in the copies and recopies and miscopies of various sequences. It has the logic of random information, without the illogic of a moving body in action. Action is the product of antagonistic muscle-pairs (see prev.)

If the natural order is antagonistic and tangled-up with the dark underworld of decadence and revival, then the study of DNA is the biggest red herring of them all. It merely invites a logical stance where none exists! Highly hermetic.

Natural law, in other words, has a feudal origin of death and resurrection as is common to the beliefs of pre-industrial societies (see Yaple on the spouses of Ishtar, prev.)

Basically, all this has to do with the innate fertility of Earth and the underworld, whereas inductive science is to do with all that is sterile in a logical order (of DNA etc.)

This world is innately ramshackle; the extent to which order can be applied is strictly limited. In terms of nature this is very obvious in the balance of predator-prey in an environment of active pursuits.

Ian Botham (prev) has recently taken-out a lawsuit against the RSPB (Royal Society for the Protection of Birds) on a document it released on baiting electric fences to fry alive foxes and badgers, which prey on ground-nesters.

Although the document was since taken-down, Botham found the cruelty intolerable.

On top of that, the notion of protecting birds without envisaging also the tangled-up environment that thrives on balance is inimical to natural law. That feudal state of affairs is something the anti-shooting brigade doesn't like to know about, so they take the nuclear option of annihilating what they consider 'pests'.

Protecting species is not necessarily being green, when what counts is protecting the ramshackle environment where predator and prey can exist in a balanced state. This is exactly what gamekeepers with guns are there for; they know the territory; their experience is pure and free of dogma. They have primitive tradition behind them.

Natural law dictates those who advocate unnatural methods of extermination face natural justice. This would be the (feudal) law of the just war, or what one could term a crusade.

This must involve a psychic revival, since that is the whole implication of what has been dubbed 'primitive religion'. The more advanced we become, the more sterile and electrical our methods. This decline is due to lack of strength, which comes from earth - the underworld of revival (see Noto, Red Sonja.)

There are four medieval elements - earth, water, sky, fire - and of these the modern world lives by fire. Forgotten are the ancient symmetries that occur in woods of ochre with shafts of rare sunlight or silent moon against the owlish reverie.

The brilliance of the sun is illusory without the corresponding depths and reflectivity of water, cool blue of sky and revival of earth (see Francis Stevens, Claimed). Without revival, the meaning of facts is eternally illusory.

As has been noted before of that most questioning of Renaissance artists, Dürer, the symmetrical feuding of the medieval era cannot easily be discounted by the straight-line logic of a new order that convinces the ego of acolytes of a sorcerous illusion.


Conversion of Paul