432>«climbing to her crotch for the origin of spices»:around the world in 48 beds + still waking in fin again |
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13 May 2015 > NYC (Maphattan-ville) > roam sweet home (after roaming for a seasun using Rome as home base) > ± as JJoyce seys:
> speaking of home base > baseball (like Finnegans Wake) also follows the Viconian 4-fold path | «bump where the camel got the needle»? > no clue > staroids? > rounded home for la gran manzana > «for good» (@ elast the next 2 munths) > after ∑um 4+ mos of nomadic moshun | sints xmas weave slept in 48 diffurent beds in 23 places (Bali (x4) > Lombok (x2) > West Timor (x2) > Penang (x2) > Hong Kong > NYC > Rome (x8) > Delhi > Kathmandu + Pokhara > Ghandruk + Ghorepani > Abu Dhabi + Paris > Naples > London (x3) > Boston > Pacifica + Carmel + San Jose > Dunsmuir + Santa Barbara > Monterey) > + included in this count = times we slept on longhaul flights (x10) > + where the # (in parenths) = # of diffrent plazes we stayed in that plaze (in Δiffrent towns or beds) | a rather randumb trajectory u mite say but most all (xcept our recent California roadtrip) driven by the work requirements uv our better-½ (so most hotels + her air xpensed) | but still weave yet to technickly circumnavigate the whorld (flying in 1 direxion + ending where u start) tho @ 1 pt we came 1 time zone away frum cumpleating the surcut b4 retreating all the way back in the opposit direxion > in during this time we read 19 books > tho technickly we not finnished yet w/ Flynnagains Sake (which weave bean rereading for the past 1½ months across 17 Δiffrent sleeping situations) | specially w/ this last trip W>E across 8 time zones from SFO to LHR our pineal gland pegged > not sure the Δiffrents anymo tween sleeping + waking > the ideal state to read The Wake:
> ... knot that any1 efervucking finnishes The Wake > bookwise we ¾ thru (finnished 3° book (w/in The Book) of 4) this rereading but pagewise we on 593 of 628 so we 94% home! > sliding > about how far round the whirld we got going W>E b4 dubling back in the opposit direxion | times taking on a certain nonlinear appeal ing both fact + fixion > our last nite in Lundone laying a wake all nite wishing we cd just teleport ourselfs back to our crib + not halve to undure anuther flight > time carries a porticular lag when u have yur mind set on home | aftur an eve of ale + meeting our Lundon peeps > for sum reazon lots of blind ppl in this particular pub (Skinners Arms near San Pancras) + @ 1 pt in the crowded loo not 1 but 2 blind men traing to eco locate the toilets w/ them red-tipped er canes > surreal to say the least > weave tried to imagin b4 wut it must = «like» to = blind but never b4 did the loo situation occur to us > imagin pissing into the unknown comme ça? talk about a leap uv faith > guys next to u coaching u thru it > «wee bit to the rite mate .. tad higher .. attaboy keep er strait» | + after 1 blind (+ drunk) dude oblivius to the wet drips on his chinos | strange pub > other than the smiling blind drunks lots of ol dudes w/ buzz cuts > + the election results weighing heavy in the air but no 1 seeming to talk about it | didnt do much else in Lundone town > the 1° morn we messed up our left heel running in Hyde Park (rebruised a bruise that 1° we got running barefoot on the hard beach in Santa Barbara (yeh we know > life = a bitch) > bruised all the way to the bone) > immursed in Finnegans Wake > listning to it in ½-sleep ± when awake whilst rereading + rerereading + following on Twitter integrated in w/ daily news/junk input feed > whilst reading The Skeleton Key > complete immersion | knot to sey we «understand» > maybe undersit > ± underlay @ best > ± abovestand upside-down standing on head > in 1 ear + out the otter like a river unfiltered left pure | as menshunned in last post we selectifly filter > our senses a purmeable mebraine > slecting the bits halving to do w/ our current thinking on rivers + rafts + subsurface div/mining | like more (now digging into chapters 2 + 3 of book 3) to do w/ Romulus + Remus + the she-wolf:
> + Shiva @ that > w/ milk blue cum-the-sea > @ least in our mind > + this a few graphs later:
> cant help but to read into it + apply to our own situation (mongrel basturds raised by a she-wolf now rafting riverwise cum Finn) | + then again a page or so later:
> or even geographical namedrops to plazes near wear concurrently we reside > like this we read/heard staying on Hyde Park:
> + this staying closer to Convent Garden:
> + just as we commenting to sum1 how St. Pancras sounds like St. Pancreas (stn cross the street from our hotel + just east of Marylebone (a.k.a. marrolebone)):
> (the «subtleties in jellywork» already we elaborated on in the last post) tho we never cd prawsess the moving video on that lamtop so eccola: > + (back in the wake of The Wake) nods to Soho (London / not SOuth of HOWstin):
> ... speaking of witch > on deck we have Julie Reverb > who lives in Lundone but oddly happend 2b in Roma whendo we passattraverso la sua cheetah | now that we back in the gramanzana saddle + on our mothership Mac (as opposessed to our laptop) we can roll up our sleeves + (speaking of béisbol) dust off homeplate so she can step offdeck into the battered box > i.e. (in less Americentric speak) finnish laying out her No Moon | si sari in these past 4 munths weave not bean wearing our Cal Mari hat much (actually not sints our press release of last 9/11 have we put out a book cept 1 ½ our own) but now we saddled back in fact we jus reverted all them paypal buttons to buy Calamari direct (buy 1 get 1 free just by seying so) > enuff uv these randumb Wake droppings + refurences > lets take a step back + consder the 35,000 ft view > book 3 ch 3 of The Wake > essensually jus think uv Shaun (now Yawn) laid sprawled supine on a ridgetop choking his goose > purhaps hisself an island > Ireland itself? making H.C.E. = Ingland ± all incestry coming b4 > + then the «action» of chapter 4 of book 4 summerized by H.C.E. + A.L.P. getting it on > fully frontal ± @ various angulls > the progenitors full-on fucking while the kids watch | of course none of this gets stated xplicitly but as we sed in the last post depending on wear your head lays u can read into it however u want > butt even if yur head ≠ in the gutter no denying there = plenty of hanky panky ± «fornicolopulation» going on especially in this chapter > (+ of corse always lodes of refrences to food) | wareass (abuv in ch 3) Yawn lays like a ho on his back becuming as the isle of Ireland > here all the fracking axion of HCE + ALP (comingling into CHAPEL (± HE CLAP ± PA LECH)) takes place on a 4-poster bed (where the 4 corners not only represent the 4 old judges (per Campbell) but the 4 cardinul direxions > sounds crude purhaps for us to outrite say fuck but the etymological oregins halve sumpin to do w/ sticking a plow in the ground + in The Wake many allusions exist to a mound of dirt + a hen scratching around it so seams pirt in it > Joyce beats around the bush but not 1x seys fuck in The Wake probly cuz it would've ment never seeing the book go to print > but many a times he comes close .. like here saying fuko:
> + here saying fukien:
> + here wifukie (wife fuck or fucking wifi wiki?)(+ to witch u mite scoff unlikely but it comes in the cuntext):
> + here he seys both fuchu + shuck her:
> + here not shuck nor fuck but suck:
> aw shux > innyhow they suck + shuck + their progenie bear witness in awe > «climbing to her crotch for the origin of spices» > this cd summerize the jist of the axion of this chapter > but suck a narratif structure = just a device to lay down landgauge (jus like the jist of fucking (per Darwin) = to give rice to newtwined code) > the devil lived in the dilated detales siliated + slated to reinstate (w/ every turn) a jugglernaughtical ball o yarn | the sole way to make sumthin nonsensicul = to write similely (smiling slyly to 1 side) | the secund u try to summarize it in rashunull turms it disintegreats into sumping else > + Campbell knew this but tries anywaze as do we here (tho mo just fur ourselfs) | we haven't said muck about the brunt of The Skeleton Key > essensually a «translation» from Joyce-speak to plainer inglish > for xample these 2 lines of Wake dialog:
> Campbell interprits as:
> + the 2 bros feud still > tho after a while hard to say witch 1 = witch + they meld into 1 + the same bean ± alter egos of 1 ± maybe they D.N.E. > ± forse Shaun usurps power + absorbs Shem ± for that matter their pop? | ∀ll alter egos of H.C.E. regaurdlest > persicles bumbling round ∑um dreaming cullectif conscience inturacting + combining > only becoming physicull beans if detected (per Highzenberg) | ± if ∃xists Δiffrent beans need us to use our aural sense (as opposed to visual) to distinguish (+ thus extinguish) the Δiffrence:
> + anagrams + palindromes abound in the word play > Shem mesh to Shaun new as by flipping a coin | if Shaun = Roma then Shem = Amor:
> speaking of Roma > he even vouches for Romanesco (the street dialect of Rome ± fractal brocolli) > + also conjures Roma as peregrinating gypsies (specially given them caste):
> + if u rearrange the letters in the 3 prawgenies (SHAUN + SHEM + ISSY) u get: A SHY MUSHINESS ± US SHINY MASHES ± HUMS YEAHS SINS (considering Joyce's predilection for yes! in the heat of it) ± A HEN-SHY MISSUS ± MY HASH SINUSES > tambien a slew of refurences to Columbus (who figures prominently en our Raft Manifest > no surprese since our river that bore us (the Columbia) lleva su nombre:
> bits we knot nesessarily make sense uv but gathering in our 5cense evidents file to 1 day make a cunnection to ∑umping else
> halve us moss to say about the use of punk in The Wake but salvaremos esto for a proximate post
> basta w/ The Wake > in the reel whorld we arrived back in the «new world» (JFK the new Ellis Island) | our cab driver not mosslimbed but from Nepal > had climbed Everest x2 | + now (deep sigh) back in our crib > not riverrunning yet cuz our heel still bruised | does the verb heal have aNYthing to do w/ the soule? > 'SSES" 'SSES" "SSEY' got sum luv in Full Stop sumtime while we in transit > funny tho shey seys we borrowed from House of Leaves but never we reddit (tried but couldn't stomuck the unsightliness of the overall look + feel) | said bifurcating textual experimentaion derives from what our brother-½ did in 1989 (Danielewski's House of Dweebs came later in 2000) | + if 'SSES" 'SSES" "SSEY' gives off the whiney tone of A Fartwrenching Work of a Staggering Penis sum1 please shoot us now! | + a 3° comparisun to Ben Lerner who equally we detest > so Chaulky must take a page (½-posthumously in retrospeculation) from those he dispises? | shey means them as compliments but makes us wonder whether we shd continue w/ vol 2 (xpected «quickly on its heels») > weather the world has had enuff uv the likes of these swaggering geniusess? > insidentally not until a few munths ago (nursing a Guinness in an Irish pub in Rome) did we make the connection that The Guinness Book of World Records has ∑umthing to do w/ THE Dublin brewery (THE mothermilk lode of all whordly sustenance) > evidently sum Irish dude (Sir Hugh Beaver) created it to settle scores in pubs: «Beaver thought that there must be numerous other questions debated nightly in the 81,400 pubs in Britain and in Ireland, but there was no book w/ which to settle arguments about records» > + now The Guinness Book itself breaks the record for the «best selling copyright book ever» (copyright = the operative word udderwise even the boy scout manual beats it > not to mention the Buybull) | + shit don't even get us started on how many times Joyce drops Guinness in The Wake (9 > not counting all the permutations such as Guinnass Guidness Guineas Guinnghis etc) > + # 9 backwords = turn me on deadman | no rechords to brake here carryon |
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