22 September (Saturn) Liber VII, 2:33-38
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33. Think, O God, how I am happy in Thy love.
34. O marble Pan! O false leering face! I love Thy dark kisses, bloody and stinking! O marble Pan! Thy kisses are like sunlight on the blue Ægean; their blood is the blood of the sunset over Athens; their stink is like a garden of Roses of Macedonia.
35. I dreamt of sunset and roses and vines; Thou wast there, O my God, Thou didst habit Thyself as an Athenian courtesan, and I loved Thee.
36. Thou art no dream, O Thou too beautiful alike for sleep and waking!
37. I disperse the insane folk of the earth; I walk alone with my little puppets in the garden.
38. I am Gargantuan great; yon galaxy is but the smoke-ring of mine incense. -
@Jim Eshelman said
"**33. Think, O God, how I am happy in Thy love.
- O marble Pan! O false leering face! I love Thy dark kisses, bloody and stinking! O marble Pan! Thy kisses are like sunlight on the blue Ægean; their blood is the blood of the sunset over Athens; their stink is like a garden of Roses of Macedonia.
- I dreamt of sunset and roses and vines; Thou wast there, O my God, Thou didst habit Thyself as an Athenian courtesan, and I loved Thee.
- Thou art no dream, O Thou too beautiful alike for sleep and waking!
- I disperse the insane folk of the earth; I walk alone with my little puppets in the garden.
- I am Gargantuan great; yon galaxy is but the smoke-ring of mine incense.**"
Goodly Pucks apology at the end of a Midsummer Nights Dream.
Shakespeare is unique in this regard. There are modern trends in playwriting that also attempt to explore the pathological, but most of these miss the point. William actually made art, and the figures of Macbeth, Edmund, Iago, Richard the III, they were all masterworks of characterization—beautiful and disturbing in their bloody careers.
I remind myself yet again that all gods are masks of the one, absolute god as I follow the text down into the root of my inhumanity—the god Saturn.
By reading the words I am made to identify with the reality of the Titan: ** I am Gargantuan great...**
How incomplete our vision of god would be if we neglected the darkest images this world is capable of framing. Art trumps politics!
Love and Will
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Reposes are red
Violence is blue
You are fixing me
While I'm volatilizing you