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Group: alt.philosophy · Group Profile
Author: galathaeagalathaea Date: Feb 3, 2007 22:10
[...]
>> tears for robert anton wilson
>
>> with the fucking internet
>> and fucking alt.fan.rawilson
>> andwww.rawilson.com
>> and "instant communications"
>> i just found out a couple weeks after the fact >
>> that will show me the fucking noise paradox
>
>> raw
>> the man everyone likes to quietly drop hints about liking
>> but does not want to risk their reputation in admitting
>
>> the leading intellectual crusader against fundamentalism
>> of the 20th century
>> dead
>
>> fuck
>
> If you have the first book in Wilson's first lluminatus Trilogy, /The
> Eye in the Pyramid/, I'd ask you to read the first chapter in Part 2.
> There's a pasage in there about dying that I wanted to send you, but I
> checked my small library, and find I no longer have a copy of that
> book. So I have to ask you to look it up for yourself, if you can,
> and think of raw's death in that light.
that is a long chapter!
i did find several relevant passages
( and a lovely talk to the chief )
but maybe the most relevant:
(the fourth trip, or chesed p 210):
" 'It's sick,' said George. 'And putting the woman inside the
apple so I couldn't have any kind of personal sex with her,
so I had to use her as a receptacle, as an _object_. You
made it pornographic. And saddistic pornography at that.'
'Dig, George,' said Hagbard. 'Though art that. If there were
no death, there would be no sex. If there were no sex,
there would be no death. And without sex, there would be
no evolution towards intelligence, no human race.
Therefore death is necessary. Death is the price of the
orgasm.'"
growth requires death
in an ecosystem with constant free energy flux
( or average constant yearly )
this equality is strict
raw is very ontological and
understands the nature of process
in modern scientific models
and he always seems to orchestrate the poetry
just right
in ( the new inquisition, p228 )
he wrote 20 years ago:
" Every 'Real' Universe is _easy_to_understand_, because
it is much simpler than the existensial continuum.
Theists, Nazis, Flat Earthers, etc. can explain their
'Real' Universes as quickly as any Fundamentalist
Materialist explains his, because of this _simplicity_ of
the edited object as contrasted with the _complexity_
of the sensory-sensual system continuum in which we
live when awak (unhypnotised).
Being hypnotised by a 'Real' Universe, we become more
and more detached from the existential continuum, and
are annoyed when it interferes with us.
'Real' Universes make us puny, however, becaused they
are governed by Hard Laws and we are small compared
to them. This is especially true of the Fundamentalist
Materialist 'Real' Universes, and explains the helplessness
and apathy of materialist society. Vaguely, we know
that we are hypnotised, and we do not even try to act
anymore, but only re-act mechanically.
Since the criminal mentality derives from such hypnosis
by a 'Real' Universe and the _helplessness_ and _rage_
induced by such metaphors, the criminal becomes,
more and more, the typical person in our age. When
the 'Real' Universes get politicised - when the hypnotic
model is based on 'Us' versus 'Them' Aristotelian logic -
the criminal graduates to Terrorist, another increasingly
typical product of the materialist era. "
> I visitedhttp://rawilson.comto see if I could find it; no luck. I
> did, though, find this classic section, so I'll send it to you
> instead, as (1) it's a favourite of mine which (2) it deals indirectly
> with what you say above about information noise and control:
>
>
> Then I saw the fnords.
> The feature story involved another of the endless squabbles between
> [...] and the U.S. in the UN General Assembly, and after each direct
> quote from the [...] delegate I read a quite distinct ``Fnord!'' The
> second lead was about a debate in congress on getting the troops out
> of [...]; every argument presented by Senator Bacon was followed by
> another ``Fnord!'' At the bottom of the page was a Times depth-type
> study of the growing pollution problem and the increasing use of gas
> masks among New Yorkers; the most distressing chemical facts were
> interpolated with more ``Fnords.''
> Suddenly I saw Hagbard's eyes burning into me and heard his voice:
> ``Your heart will remain calm. Your adrenalin gland will remain calm.
> Calm, all-over calm. You will not panic. you will look at the fnord
> and see the it. You will not evade it or black it out. you will stay
> calm and face it.'' And further back, way back: my first-grade teacher
> writing FNORD on the blackboard, while a wheel with a spiral design
> turned and turned on his desk, turned and turned, and his voice droned
> on, IF YOU DON'T SEE THE FNORD IT CAN'T EAT YOU, DON'T SEE THE FNORD,
> DON'T SEE THE FNORD . . .
> I looked back at the paper and still saw the fnords. This was one step
> beyond Pavlov, I realized. The first conditioned reflex was to
> experience the panic reaction (the activation syndrome, it's
> technically called) whenever encountering the word ``fnord.'' The
> second conditioned reflex was to black out what happened, including
> the word itself, and just to feel a general low-grade emergency
> without knowing why. And the third step, of course, was to attribute
> this anxiety to the news stories, which were bad enough in themselves
> anyway. Of course, the essence of control is fear. The fnords produced
> a whole population walking around in chronic low-grade emergency,
> tormented by ulcers, dizzy spells, nightmares, heart palpitations and
> all the other symptoms of too much adrenalin. All my left-wing
> arrogance and contempt for my countrymen melted, and I felt a genuine
> pity. No wonder the poor bastards believe anything they're told, walk
> through pollution and overcrowding without complaining, watch their
> son hauled off to endless wars and butchered, never protest, never
> fight back, never show much happiness or eroticism or curiosity or
> normal human emotion, live with perpetual tunnel vision, walk past a
> slum without seeing either the human misery it contains or the
> potential threat it poses to their security . . .
> Then I got a hunch, and turned quickly to the advertisements. it was
> as I expected: no fnords. That was part of the gimmick, too: only in
> consumption, endless consumption, could they escape the amorphous
> threat of the invisible .
> http://hostgator.rawilson.com/illuminatus.shtml#fnord
he was brilliant in so many directions
he also had a fatal love for his wife
and i know she had recently died
it was like william burroughs
after alan ginsberg died
you knew he had lost the thing he loved above all
and didn't need to stay much longer
he was often informationist
and probably felt he had planted his program
but its still hard to feel this constant source of understanding
dead
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galathaea: prankster, fablist, magician, liar
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