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...But of these sophisms and elenchs of merchandise I skill not...
Milton, Areopagitica

Except he had found the
standing sea-rock that even this last
Temptation breaks on; quieter than death but lovelier; peace
that quiets the desire even of praising it.

Jeffers, Meditation On Saviors


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18.9.05

Maybe it's time to wonder harder, stranger, deeper.
Like Haiti. What was the importance of Haiti to the empire? Why Haiti? Voudoun? Could it be?
And New Orleans more than any other city in the country had that "other" vibe, not like you'd think at first, Las Vegas, which is a subsidiary of the controlling presence, its vice expressed before a one-way mirror that hides, not Satan, but something closer to a Mormon bishop - New Orleans was independent.
I remember through the opiate fog that week seeing Bush on FOX or CNN talking wryly, almost grimly, about New Orleans being where he'd often gone to "party" down.
Under the circumstances, with so many people under the spell of a religion that's being made up while they kneel toward its heart, it might not be unthinkable to suggest that there's a consistency of intent revealed somehow, and that it is a most strange and inhuman intent.
The compassion and mercy of Jesus bowdlerized from the script entirely now, the harsh inscrutable "will of God" at work, merciless to all but the chosen and elect.
I'm torn most days between two visions of Bush - as someone possessed, Manchurian, the latest iteration of mind-control graduate - and of someone who's simply duped, convinced that all that matters now is the pragmatic, and trusting a smarter, "higher" intelligence that stays comfortably ahead of anything he can figure out on his own.
Either way I know without any doubt that what this is is so much bigger than what we can see of it that his being there, or being removed from there, means little.
But what is it, in back of him, what does it want?

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