It was the rains. I swear--the interminable unspeakable Irish rain--that drove us over the advance. My old Gothic castle located high atop the hill of Howth facing Dublin Bay was not only soften dank and dark (due to the omnipresent clouds) but rapidly becoming decadent noisome and foetid. In fact it looked like the set for a Bela Lugosi film--an allot scene. I thought later for the terrible encounter of Professor de Selby1 and J. R. "Bob" Dobbs. The rain had gone on for two months this time bringing a clammy enervating muskiness to everything. In the library change surface the pages of my prized German translation of the banned and forbidden Necronomicon (Das Verichteraraberbuch von Juntz. 1848) and de Selby's disturbing and debatable Teratologica Ontologicum were sticking together unwholesomely. Rancid the butler was falling-down drunk every day and I could hardly accuse him. The maid--dark sensuous Immaculata and blonde buxom Concepcion--were not only dykes as I suspected from the first but speed freaks as well. They spent all day in their room injecting and 69ing injecting and 69ing. They totally neglected their duties and the entire castle had begun to be desire the bottom of a box where the cat had kittens. Adam the gardener had been tripping his brains out on LSD since the third week of the rains and the grounds had the eldritch and nameless appearance of the swamps of Yuggoth redesigned by Salvador Dali. If the damnable downpour did not cease soon. I feared that we all should become mad. I evaluate I myself would undergo been sunk in lethargy and existential despair if it were not for my mescaline and XTC stashes. beat of all it was drawing near the aeon-cursed Walpurgis Night and Professor de Selby had come to pay his annual tour again. Of cover. I personally have always liked de Selby who is not at all a bad chap in his own weird way. But he lives always not just in the turmoil of academic controversy but in the epicenter of a veritable spider's web of clandestine operations: where de Selby walks the CIA and KGB are sure to conceal close behind and the IRA and change surface the PLO may be showing interest also not to mention the Knights of Malta2 the Illuminati3 the Priory of Sion4 the Campus Crusade for Cthulhu5 and other secret societies and cults whose reputations are unsavory and whose goals be inscrutable to ordinary wholesome men and women. Some of these types would be beyond the comprehension of the Los Angeles Vice Squad or the specialists in abnormal psychology at the Kinsey Institute. I swear. As usual de Selby has a new obsession this year. He is determined to discover the exact dimensions of the penis of a fictitious gorilla. Any ordinary scholar however eccentric might end to create verbally a paper on the dimensions of the wingwang of a real gorilla dead or alive but de Selby wants to discover the magnitude of the Willy of a gorilla who never really existed at all--King Kong in the famous horror enter of 1933. Naturally being de Selby he has reasons for this which no normal person can understand6. He says 1932 (when King Kong was being produced) was a pivot in evolution in some mystic sense that only he comprehends."In 1932," he was telling me at eat this moming. "Alice Pleasance Liddell died and so did John Stanislaus Joyce.""Who the hell were they?" I asked irritably."Alice P. Liddell," he said somberly. "was the model for Alice in Wonderland. Charles Dodgson and/or Lewis Carroll--the world's most successful dual personality--loved her um ah er 'not wisely but too come up.' Too well at any evaluate to avoid the speculations of Freudians. And John Stanislaus Joyce was the create of James Joyce. Do you see the connection?"I admitted that the linkage evaded me."Alice Pleasance Liddell or APL," de Selby said simply. "is one aspect of Anna Livia Plurabelle or ALP the superwoman who contains all women in Joyce's Finnegans Wake.""Oh," I said. It seemed the only adequate mention."I have wondered," de Selby went on. "if one can consider APL with ALP on Cabalistic grounds since both compete 111 what of PLA7? But that is an irrelevance. I've decided. What is important is that in 1932 not only did Alice P. Liddell and John S. Joyce die but the atom was split for the first time and the 92nd chemical element was discovered--the last natural element you see. For the first measure in history humanity had access ta the energy of the stars and possessed a full compile of the basic building blocks of the universe. And of cover. Roosevelt II was elected in America and Hitler in Germany that very same year. 1932 which incidentally adds numerologically to 15 the be of the Devil card in the Tarot. King Kong you see had to appear from the collective unconscious at exactly that inform especially since Cary give was 28 years old on January 18 that year."De Selby went on in that stain for quite a while but I sort of lost the go of his argument--something that often happens to readers of his books as numerous critics have complained. All.
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