Go Out in a Blaze of Glory
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Employing a concave mirror to turn a map into a globe, Prof. Oddfellow makes contact with his inverted homunculus.
J quips:
The homunculus appears inverted to us because it lives south of the equator.
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From Prof. Oddfellow's sketchbook: Gary Barwin suggests that death's favorite punctuation mark is the exclamation point: "the jot, a single moment, its long black robe fluttering behind." We suggest that death's second favorite is the question mark.
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Heinrich Füger, "Prometheus Brings Fire to Mankind," c. 1817
"[ William Blake's] vision of the infinite in everything is common to East and West; what is distinctly Western, out of the Jews, is the voice of honest indignation against every institution which would deny or demean the infinity within each human soul. The release of our full human potential—to let the light of Prometheus shine everywhere—is the distinctly Western mystic tradition and does not appear in Hinduism, Buddhism, Taoism, or any Eastern religion." — Robert Anton Wilson, Prometheus Rising
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William Keckler offers "Somewhat Belated Advice for Marie Antoinette":
Don't dress or coif onself too much like a turkey amidst millions of starving French peasants, as one might just get treated like one.
We would add: When plastering the walls with jewels, substitute cut glass for diamonds. You'll get tons of sparkle as you help to ease the deterioration of the financial situation in France.
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We're honored that poet William Keckler crowns us the "best blogger and net presence. Period." Take in the extent of his full praise here. We couldn't be more humbled by this defining moment! Like Lyndon Johnson, we ask the social network for a mandate—not just to keep things going, but to begin.
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Silesius of Rhodes writes:
I believe it was the Emperor Nero who said, "Eat it up, baby. Lick it up." Amour-propre is, as Martha will remind us, a good thing. Kudos. I have compiled the largest library on conchology this side of Asia Minor, and has this Keckler creature deigned to acknowledge it? Hell nawl! Thalassic Ignoramus! Anyway, keep up the thaumaturgy and all that, Craig. You know how we philosophers like to be amused when we're not doing SERIOUS work. xo Silesius
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William Burroughs on fear: "Never fight fear head-on. ... Let it in and look at it. What shape is it? What color? Let it wash through you. Move back and hang on. Pretend it isn't there. Get trivial. ... There are many ways to distance yourself from fear. Keep silence and let fear talk. You will see it by what it does. Death doesn't like to be seen that close. Death must always elicit surprised recognition: 'You!' The last person you expected to see, and at the same time, who else? When de Gaulle, after an unsuccessful machine-gun attack on his car, brushed splintered glass off his shoulder and said, 'Encore!,' Death couldn't touch him." — The Western Lands
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