Book Bites

Warning: the following is not a parody or satire, but the authentic description of a forthcoming book published by a major publisher. The book in question is also not a parody or satire but a sincere testament to the fact that either the vampire craze has progressed beyond the realm of the absurd or that civilization as we know it has come to an end.

Bite Marks

Terence Taylor

A teenage runaway is killed and brought back to life to feed on her bastard child, by a sadistic vampire who’s stalked her family for decades. The undead infant escapes, triggering a citywide search for a vampire baby whose existence threatens to expose the entire vampire society. 400 pp. 30, 000 print run.

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One Eye

It seems like I’ve been slowly moving towards fewer words and more pictures, even though I think I have more talent and more to say in the former than the latter. I really try to put the words here and the pictures somewhere else (like to the right over there) but lately it seems like the pictures are all I have to offer, and I’m sorry, I’ll try harder. That said I’ll add that I also find the discovery of images and the juxtaposition of them to be the primary task of the artist these days, not to the mention the fact that I consider myself a somewhat dab hand at the ancient form of photoshop I use. Here’s one from a discarded library book on masks that I discovered and goosed up which is currently killing them on Tumblr:

Demon mask with eye in centre of forehead, Ceyon

Staatliches Museum fur Volkerkunde, Munich. Photo: Braunmuller.

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Sorry

 

 what I had up here was really funny but a little too harsh…I don’t want to worry that certain people will read it and get all mad at me again…shows why you should check your ubu every Tuesday, Wednesday Friday and Saturday…you wouldn’t have missed it…

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uh huh

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I am soooooo there

Wednesday

MICHIGAN STATE SYMBOLS

11 a.m., Eddy Discovery Center, Waterloo Recreation Area, Chelsea. Learning about state symbols and playing a game testing one’s knowledge. Children must attend with an adult. Registration is required.

 

you mean there’s other ones beside Sparty?

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In the Wake of the Goddesses by Tikva Frymer-Kensky

In the Wake of the Goddesses: Women, Culture and Biblical Transformation of Pagan Myth by Tikva Frymer-Kensky

 

Here’s some more baubles from the Goddess horde I found at the Kiwanis, though in the end Frymer-Kensky, coming from a Jewish perspective, argues for a "radical Monotheism," i.e., no supernatural entities of any kind except for old Jee Hova, meaning no Sophia, angels, Santa Claus, or, presumably, Jesus. Being a Michigan grad her scholarship is, naturally, pristine and she can actually speak all that ancient lingo, enabling her to be more accurate than the New Agey Goddess testifiers. One of my customers knew her, and said she was a great and brilliant, if somewhat ill starred, gal, who is no longer with us. Here’s to you Tikva, your words live on:

 

Inanna represents the nondomesticated woman, and exemplifies all the fear and attraction that such a woman elicits. She is the exception to the rule, the woman who does not believe in societally approved ways, the goddess who models the crossing of gender lines and the danger it presents.

Even in their divinity, goddesses were never far from their femininity.

For females, their power in nature is defined by sex.

Inanna was the very embodiment of sexual attraction and lust, the one on whose presence all sexual desire and copulation depends.

Inanna/Ishtar represents the attraction necessary for all sexual copulation, regardless of its social purpose or value.

But at the core of the ritual was an act of sexual congress between king and goddess-figure. To the "holy lap" of Inanna, the king went "with lifted head" as a desired, awaited partner rather than as a supplicant. He came to the great fertile bed, which had been set up for the ritual, strewn with grasses and covered for Inanna. There, in bed, Inanna gazed at him with shining countenance, caressed him and embraced him. Their sexual union was intended to promote the fertility of the land.

The sexual conjoining of king and goddess demonstrated the metaphysical connection between human sexuality and the survival and regeneration of the world.

The sacred marriage is a multi leveled metaphor with powerful and poetic dimensions of meaning. The ritual involves sexual union with the goddess who represents that lust which allows for sexual union.

Human sexuality, familiar in its domestic import, is seen in this ritual as the known, visible component of the world’s regenerative process; it is the anatomical analogue of an aspect of cosmic renewal.

Sexuality is such an important force for renewal because sex unites. The sacred marriage is about union, about the coming together of the many elements that together make a fertile world.

Male and female appear as the interlocking pieces which combine to open the riches of the universe, The union of the two principals in the sacred marriage signifies, expresses and effects the meeting of the male-female axis of the world.

Inanna was the liminal deity, who transcended all boundaries and could bond with the king.

This marginality is, paradoxically, a source of her ongoing significance.

Amorous and available, she brings the king into the world of the gods, shrinking the distance between the divine and the human, providing a bridge through which blessings flow.

The later kings took part in a ritual that celebrated stability rather than fertility, order rather than union, monarchy rather than renewal.

Human sexuality has lost its power to express the congress of the gods except as a vague idea, and the interchange between divine and human is completely lost.

Pagan religions saw sexuality as part of the natural order, part of the same generative force that ultimately resulted in fertility. Erotic attraction had an integral place in the working of the cosmos. Sexuality could be sacred, part of the continuation of the cosmos. Sexual behavior did not make people less like the gods; on the contrary it reinforced their resemblance to the upper orders of being. Sexuality was part of the divine realm, most specifically of the female divine.

All of this religious dimension of sexuality disappears in biblical monotheism. God is not imagined below the waist.

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Summer Repeat: A Special Encore Edition!

Within the Rapidly Degrading Tan Citation

or

Organ Sensation as a Tool of Natural Research

 

The Tattling Harlot: A Dialogue Between Bess O’Bedlam and her Brother Tom

 

We are the apes who dreamed and woke still dreaming.

– Kathryn Morton

 

Looked upon by society as a bankrupt, I was born again in another world where no one could follow me. Things that would previously have lacked significance now attracted my attention. The dreams I had at night assumed the guise of prophecies. I thought of myself as one of the dead, passing my life in another sphere.

– August Strindberg

 

Ah, sir I was mad and violent. I thought to fight my way with my literature and my wit; so I disregarded all power and all authority.

– Samuel Johnson

 

I was going to grow up to walk in sleet in fields; didn’t know it then.

– Jack Kerouac

 

dada was there before dada was there.

– Hans Arp

 

I don’t know how radical you are, or how radical I am. I am certainly not radical enough. One can never be radical enough; that is, one must always be as radical as reality itself.

– V. I. Lenin

 

Reality can only partially be attacked by logic.

– Fredrich Durrenmatt

 

Instead, the observer who stands before a disciplined and well-proportioned Mondrian or an apparently uncontrolled Kandinsky feels that he is himself being judged by some enigmatic intelligence, some representative of a world of values to which he was a stranger. In graphic art, perceptions too radical for overt expression are embodied in non-representational elements; in modern literature they are expressed through deviations from the conventional idiom.

– Jacob Korg

 

The human tongue is like a cracked cauldron on which we beat out tunes to set a bear dancing when we would make the stars weep with our melodies.

– Gustave Flaubert

 

Those who would still be called artists, and who in advanced civilizations have not lost contact with natural sources and are the sole performers and prophets os a speech in which, periodically, the world must come to quench its thirst.

– Artaud

 

To understand and judge a society, one has to penetrate its basic structure to the human bond upon which it is built; this undoubtedly depends on legal relations, but also upon forms of labor, ways of loving, living and dying.

– Maurice Merleau-Ponty

 

I’m interested in women’s arguments with men, what else is there? The rest doesn’t amount to a row of monkeys.

– Jane Bowles

 

The impulse of her poetry is not confessional but visionary.

– M. D. Uroff

 

The emblem of Expressionism is existence; the existence of man, and at the same time the existence of the image.

– Giuseppe Gott

 

The essential character of life is consciousness of vision.

– Oskar Kokoschka

 

When imagination begins to skid out of control, so do events.

– General Alexander M. Haig, Jr.

 

To put it succinctly: instead of identifying with the characters, the audience should be educated to be astonished at the circumstances under which they can function.

– Walter Benjamin

 

The poet’s function used to be to write good poetry, now it’s to make bad jokes.

– James Agnew

 

It is integrity which separates art from non-art.

– Annie Dillard

 

Beautiful! Beautiful! Magnificent desolation!

– Buzz Aldrin

 

When thy mind leaves its dark forest of delusion, thou shalt go beyond the scriptures of times past and those still to come.

– Bhagavad Gita

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The Complete Obituary of the anti-Michael Jackson

Johnson, Annette S.

Formerly of Dundee and Ann Arbor, MI

Passed away on July 12, 2009. Cremation has taken place and no service is planned.

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Sweater

 

I see her going into a hidden room, follow, and there they are, the leaders of the defeated enemy army. I sling her over my shoulders like a sweater while I question them, but when I’m done she’s gone – there’s just her sweater.

 

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From The Great Lakes Center For Greater Lakes Literocity

 
The Post Existentialist French Novel
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