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Saturday 25 February 2012

SANSNESS

           [The ageless Cumaean clairvoyant, Sibyl, presently lives as the house-lizard in my room. Earlier, she was the priestess presiding over the Apollonian Oracle at Cumae, a Greek colony located near Naples, Italy. It was she herself, who taught me that the word ‘sibyl’ comes via Latin from the ancient Greek word ‘sibylla’, meaning ‘prophetess’, and that there were eventually many Sibyls in the ancient world. When Nachiketa asked Yama about the meaning of ‘Death’, Yama taught him the ‘Kathopanishada’. Now, when I ask Sibyl about the meaning of ‘Eternity’, she teaches me the following.]


abandon hope
all ye who enter here
welcome to inferno
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
here are the twin gates of sleep
this gate of horn allows an easy exit
for shadows which are true
and it is through this gate of ivory
that false dreams or visions which in fact are illusions
are sent to living creatures by the spirits
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
north east west south
acheron cocytus lethe phlegethon styx
northeast northwest southwest southeast
woe wail oblivion flaming oath
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
the dead and the living travel on the same boat
they are the two tails of the same coin
the head is missing
no
the boat is the head
they are not dead
and they were never alive
am i alive
are you alive
am i dead
are you dead
are we dead
are we alive
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
clapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclap
shameshameshameshameshameshameshameshameshameshameshame
cheercheercheercheercheercheercheercheercheercheercheer
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
row on your skiff charon
ahh
poor old ferryman
what a filthy beard
there lurks cerberus
to dispute the way
merciless
nevertheless
remember psyche
follow her honeyed cake
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
ohh
what unforeseen fecundity
richness of invention
prolificness
impregnatibility
and of course
too overnice
ehh
what darkness
empty shades are passing
how vacant and infinite the space
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
and pus and blood and semen and sweat and vomit and
the images are all dumb
yet they are conveying secret pains
unseen sufferings
cursed souls
uhh
what silence
what obscure faces
what mystery
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
mine our your his her its their everyones noones anyones someones
conscience conscience conscience conscience conscience conscience conscience
is is is is is is is is is is is
dying dying dying dying dying dying dying dying dying dying dying
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
no
not dead
rather they are trapped
between life and death
why nilotpal why
why such hankering after eternity
you are alone
we are all alone
and we can no more sense
our todays tomorrows and yesterdays
are we alive
are we dead
are you dead
am i dead
am i alive
are you alive
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
the truth is that we are doomed
destined to damnation
at nowhere
even worse than nowhere
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
each everyday is a quest
floating upon the waves of time
yhh
what timelessness
what ethereal enigma
what vast emptiness
who can fill it up
and who can wash all bloodstains
from the blades of our teeth
silence is seldom anonymous
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
i will let you know
if thats what you want
that we are all trapped
yes
and damn well trapped too
between the beginning and the end
and the end and the beginning
between entry and exit
and exit and entry
and above all
HOW MAN BECOMES ETERNAL
welcome to inferno
abandon hope
all ye who enter here

1 comment:

  1. Dearest one, we appreciate your appearance in our world and we are here to kindly return the visit. Please kiss Sibyl on her lizardly flesh for us, as we adore any prophetess who reveals eternity to the archangels. May she multiply with abandon. Yours most temporally,
    Sly Uses, Worlds Weary, Nowthen Nowhen, Polly Temporal, and one other as yet unnamed now returning to SlyUses.com

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