Thursday, June 20, 2013

Phall If You Will, Rise You Must

I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End. --Rev. 22:13

Again, down here in time -- in the horizontal -- Alpha and Omega appear distinct.

But to say "I am" Alpha and Omega means that the two are unified in the atemporal (vertical) ground of being, for "before Abraham was, I AM." In ether worlds, before time and history is the ahistorical being-ness of the Cosmic Person.

I think of Alpha and Omega as semantic containers, almost like algebraic variables -- in fact, let's call them α and Ω -- that express a complementary relationship.

Thus, as implied above, they signify first <--> last and beginning <--> end; to which I might add outer <--> inner, existence <--> essence, ego <--> self, letter <--> spirit, and perhaps even exoteric <--> esoteric.

Note also that it is only a linear "relationship" in the horizontal; in the vertical it must be a kind of circle, or spiral, or maybe just a kind of generative play.

Here again, think of the yin/yang symbol. I wonder what this symbol would logolike in three, four, or more dimensions? Let's find out.

Hmm. Here is a fractal version:

This I like: reflects the old ghagavad the cosmos being a tree, its nonlocal roots aloft, its local branches down below:

This is good: ♀, ♂, and †:

This too:

Funny. I thought I was just a crank, not a nerd.

I searched "four-dimensional yin yang" and came up with these. No time to check them out, however.

So, as Davie says, "we must always be able to understand first as last and last as first." He notes that in the extra-canonical Gospel of Thomas, "the extenstion of the Kingdom is the 'making outer' of that which is 'inner.'"

Now, this sounds very much like "thy will be done, on earth (i.e., horizontal) as it is in heaven (vertical)."

In the upper reaches of the vertical, it must be the case that the "divine intention" is already realized. "But clearly the realization cannot be earthly as yet," and the making inner what is outer -- or celestial what is terrestrial -- must be none other than the eschaton.

Thus, we're really talking about the cosmic eschalator, teloscape, or attractor at the end -- which is to say, fulfillment -- of history.

Looked at this way, history really is the shadow of the Cross, where "it" -- whatever "it" is -- is already accomplished. I think I'll just quote Davie here, because he seems to know what he's talking about:

"Hence the divine intention has a protological [meaning the antonym of eschatological, i.e., the beginning of things] realization that is coextensive with its earthly realization, and by 'heaven' we mean no less than a universe transfigured by divine energies, a universe to which the miraculous [what I call a vertical ingression] in human experience gives us momentary access."

This sounds to me like what I reefered to in the book as cosmotheosis -- and no, you can't buy any -- whereby the cosmos is fulfilled whenever a single person shares in, or communes with, or dwells in, this realization. You might call it (?!) on stilts.

At any rate, if you have made it this far, all the way to the beginning, then you understand how the "congruence of heaven and earth is the destination towards which history moves," but "also the origin from which history moves" (Davie).

Fall and Redemption. Same as it ever was. Or in joyceful author words,

The fall... of a once wallstrait oldparr is retaled early in bed and later on life down through all christian minstrelsy.

And the oaks of ald now they lie in peat yet elms leap where askes lay.

So don't sweat it, because just as Gricks may rise and Troysirs fall, Phall if you but will, rise you must!

17 comments:

mushroom said...

Yes, I misread "protological" the first time.

If the universe were information, or a message, you would have to have a sender and a receiver -- α and Ω.

God speaks and creation rolls out to where God hears.

Ephrem Antony Gray said...

Leave it to Joyce to slip a dick joke into metaphysics.

Gagdad Bob said...

I'm sure there's one on every other page. Good idea for a dissertation!

Gagdad Bob said...

Just on the first page there's also "penisolate war," p. 2 "father of fornicationists" and "tuck up your part inher," and on p. 3 "mastabadtom," and "when a mon merries his lute is all long."

Ephrem Antony Gray said...

How about:

'Phallic Finneagan's Wake: Where They Aren't Scared of the Penises'

Or maybe:

'The Literary Insurgency of Joyce: Wake as an Anti-Feminist Torpedo'

Gagdad Bob said...

Finnegans Wang

Gagdad Bob said...

Even the last page, "the moyles and moyles of it" is a play on "moyel," a certified Jewish circumciser.

julie said...

Then you could do a whole other dissertation on the butt jokes...

On an entirely different note, does anyone know if there's a term for when nothing much happens for huge stretches of time, and then suddenly everything important happens all at once?

julie said...

Heh - besides "labor," anyway...

Gagdad Bob said...

Life?

Gagdad Bob said...

Butterfly effect
Fold catastrophe
Avalanche effect

julie said...

Avalanche effect...

Yeah, I suppose that sums it up. I think I just handled more unrelated but important phone calls in the past couple of hours than I've taken in months.

julie said...

Plus, it seems like all it took to set it off was to start trying to set up an account, then get to the point where you can't really back out...

julie said...

So, shifting from the dick jokes, apparently when two chicks "marry," they become twice as bitchy...

mushroom said...

Double your PMS. Double your near-death experiences.

mushroom said...

I read Julie's link on the lesbian wedding, and I wish I hadn't.

It's not enough for this person to be a sexual deviant, to mock the institution of marriage, and to spit in God's face, she was offended because her "friends" weren't sufficiently intimidated and laden with guilt to give her what she thinks is an adequate "return on investment" for the party she threw for herself.

On the place side, at least she won't be reproducing. Probably a government worker.

julie said...

Hm. I might have gotten that equation wrong; when two chicks marry, that's four x chromosomes, so maybe it should be bitchiness squared...

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