Dove descending interior old Augustus Lutheran Church Sanctuary, founded by Henry Melchior Muhlenberg, c. 1743 Providence (Trappe) PA, 18 Sept 2012.

31 October 2012

Johnny and the Cats: Five Thought Goattens @ Frigg

These ThoughtGoattens comprise Hamogamous Johny, Oracle Binding, Pismith, Cogwheels and El Señor de los Afligidos. There is a latter day note to El Señor. Supposedly saved from the flood as fish-like men, hence the fish-hat of Dagon and the Pope, figures of this authority are represented having the lower torso of a fish, or dressed as a fish. These amphibious half-fish, half-human Apkallu from the ocean, "the pure puradu fish," the body of a fish and human feet with the likeness of carp swim up the Mississippi to endanger the Great Lakes in El Señor de los Afligidos, which you thought was fancy but now see it is the incursion of these beings into the heartland. See Mount Hermon.

Ezekiel on Pharaoh, the great dragon that lies in the midst of his rivers, who says, My river is my own; I have made it of myself, says the word of Yahweh that: 
"I will put hooks in thy jaws, and I will cause the fish of thy rivers to stick unto they scales, and I will bring thee up out of the midst of thy rivers and all the fish shall stick on thy scales."


They brought the mystery carp back up
The Mississippi Derrida bed.
Its tongue split channels,
estuaries spit duck boats much worse.
Gardeners to profit squash would mulch
their derry boats,
Bells pulled in wonder
At the horror of this fish.

Crazy Carpe Derrida ballooned to space,
They made a sign on 55 North:
Derrida Leave Earth!
But it was not by gas
or teeth impaled on a bridge,
it was that big,
but by shouting,
arms waved, hands raised,
“El Señor, El Señor” they sang,
“Our life is but a vapor.” 

“… the eco-complexity becomes so intense with throngs and multitudes of the Divine that it flares into the feedback of an ultimate vision.”

  These are the outcast thought goats, part salesmen, part dinosaur, part invention: commentaries on the New Folk Sensorial Compound.  If these headlines pop in the mouth to map the mind, to confront by absurdism the nations of commerce,  religion, consciousness and art, they are psyche profiles of a greater human knowledge self-reversed. In a land where every bubble-visioned landscape measures what we do not know, interior Dantes of what we are, new folk paradigms constellate and imaginate these beings. Our travelers find a shaggy gent at the absolute center. They climb down to the waist, there is plenty of hair to hold on its sides—squeeze through a hole and come to the feet with their sin. You’d think they’d have had wheelbarrows, but like Sherpas they carry it in packs. We don’t need a scientific basis for Satan. Proof surrounds narcosis, escapes are hard pressed. A note for
 The ♫ Called Hamogamous ♫.
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