Let's Dream @wake!

By Bobby Campbell


Track:
woids lye
by DJ fly+DJ Goat



A Tetra Tale of the Tribe.
Hyperborean hyperbole in regards to the
ineluctable concrescence of ages, and the
Joycean surprise at the “end of history.” 
I of V


 "Joyce could see no advantage in our remaining locked up in each cultural cycle as in a trance or dream. He discovered
the means of living simultaneously in all cultural modes, while quite conscious..."
-Marshall McLuhan

Its too late for literature, this is magick!
-Bob Shea

     Leopold Bloom’s odyssey through the famous Dublin day of everything & nothing had concluded, Ulysses had returned
to Ithica.  He'd given young Stephen Dedalus the keys to eternity, he'd kissed the plump mellow yellow smellow melons
of Molly's rump, now drifting into dream, with his final word, wonders...

“Where?”
“Riverrunn, past Eve & Adam's, from swerve of sure to bend of  bay, brings us by a commodius vicus
of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs.”

The opening incantation of Finnegans Wake may not intentionally answer Mr. Bloom's question,
but for means as expedient as these, it'll do.

Finnegans Wake seems to elude summation as well as Universe itself, I feel confident making only 3 definite
statements about the actual content of the book:

1.) As Ulysses documents a typical Dublin Day, FW documents a typical Dublin Night,
within the Dreamscape specifically.

2.) FW tells a “History of the World.”  Joyce's own explanation.

3.) The final word of the book leads back into the first,
giving FW the circular design of a never ending story.

All statements made beyond the above 3 control points do not concern FW itself, but rather my experience of FW. 
(ahh! now I've got that out the way, My bullshit tempest may rage unfettered!)

    Modeling Finnegans Wake as A Dream History of the World, along comes the associated sentiments of
Stephen Dedalus’ famous declaration: “History is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.” If Joyce
didn't intend to use the “Nat Language” of his final work to make good on this boast, I just might...

    In 1905 the occidental intellect achieved a kind of satori w/ Einstein's theory of relativity.  Time & Space previously
considered separate & opposite, became seamlessly interwoven as the 4th dimension: Space-time.  Joyce's work seems
to have much to do with expanding upon the implications of this new dimension of reality.  He'd already demonstrated
the plurality/subjectivity of “reality” with Ulysses’ parallaxing narrators, in FW he took upon a darker and much more
complicated theme, the potential co-presence of history.

    In constructing his Universal History Joyce reports no “facts”, and combusts the chronological order of timeline into
a hologrammic fluid, with every drop containing (in equal measures) past, present, & future.



All the engines I know are wrong.  Simplicity.  I am making an engine with only one wheel. 
No spokes of course.  The wheel is a perfect square.  You see what I am driving at, don't you? 
I am awfully solemn about it, mind you, So you must not think its a silly story about the
mooks and the grapes.  No, its a wheel, I tell the world.  And its all square. 

with kindest regards sincerely yours
JAMES JOYCE

Rather than collecting & organizing a continuity of significant events for his History Book, Joyce documents a  process of
 epiphany, and using the Viconian Recorso as his model, programs a cyclic matrix of ages. (Hopefully you've already
 heartily devoured the Vico Lesson of Bogus Magus, found in this very internetted volume.)

“I personally suspect that Vico was attempting to transcend the divine,
the heroic and the human in one vision that embraced all three. Certainly
that seems to fit Joyce even better than Vico.”
- RAW

I think the apprehension of that one vision, the amalgamation of trinity, 
might just correspond w/ awakening from the nightmare of history.

    Finn MacCool, the mythic Irish warrior-hero, who's legendary personae flavors the spooky broth of Joyce's prose cauldron,
also serves as partial inspiration for the book's title. (“finn, again”)  MacCool in one of his wilder adventures acquired the
Wisdom of the Salmon.  Merely shooting from my hopping-hip, but if a salmon had an attribute aspiring towards wisdom,
its ability to swim against the tide, stands out amongst the rest.  As much as FW describes a dream, it also seems to model
a river,  indicating maybe one of the title's layers refers to “Wake”  as in the path an object leaves behind when moving
through water.  The Wake of Finnegan might then go against the least resistant path of the whirlpooling, unconscious
perpetuation of  isolated cultural ages & mythic amnesia.  (or really any unfortunate pattern of behavior)
Perhaps FW & the Recorso neutralize each other, like the electron & positron, and you get the information explosion of
all space-time in a notshall??



After the hypnogogic babel of FW’s first 2 paragraphs, we arrive at:

The fall (bababadalgharaghhtakamminarronnkonnbronntonnerronntuonn
thunntrovarrhounawnskawntoohoohoordenenthurnuk!) A sequence with as many
meanings as one would care to find, for the sake of my own agenda, I hope a more significant one includes falling
asleep.  Precisely the activity we last saw Mr. Bloom engaged in.  Though I think it too linear to say that this fall
specifically refers to Leopold Bloom's entrance into the dreaming , and that he then stands as the book's elusive
and mysterious dreamer, I prefer instead to think of the fall &  corresponding thunderclap as announcing the
arrival of the Non-Local Joycean Protagonist.  The class of all Joycean Characters, which after all isn't a
character, but rather a system function, drawn in Joyce's notebooks as:



I see this 4-fold system function as a portrait of the individual,
both isolated from & interwoven with the entirety of chaosmos.
 


The following work in process amalgamates the Viconian Ages, the EWM3 System function, the 8 circuit model, the Tarot,
and anything else I could plunder from my Maybe Logic education, into a brutally optimistic info-space-time compass,
only & always pointing anyway you want it, that's the way you need it, anyway you want it!
I call it the:
POWER OF IV
and so can you!

Divine Age/Mind : Vegetable Soul Power

Waking Ego
Brain Circuitry: Bio-Survival + Neuro-Somatic
Operating System: Play & Pleasure
Rapture of primal ecstasy undermines fear of death.
Anxious Paranoia Opens to Fun Adventure.


Heroic Age/Mind: Animal Soul Power

Freudian Unconscious
Brain Circuitry: Territorial + Metaprogramming
Operating System: Set & Setting
Will to adapt Belief System/Reality Tunnel undermines fear of Chaos and/or Fate.
Rigid Insecurity Opens to Fluid Evolution.


People Age/Mind: Human Soul Power

Jungian Collective Unconscious
Brain Circuitry: Symbolic + Morphic/Neuro-Genetic
Operating System: Information: Local & Non
Time Binding w/ Coincidancing Logos undermines fear of Woid.
Conceptual Intelligence Opens to Mythic Contelligence.

Koan-Fusion ignites the:
Movement Age/No Mind: Process Soul Power

Non Local Wu Shin
Brain Circuitry: Socio-Sexual + Neuro-Atomic
Operating System: Tribe & Process (Macro & Micro)
Affirmation of life in its entirety undermines fear of entropy.
The Wasteland opens to Paradise. Information Works!
SURPRISE!


(Indispensable Counter Sign)
HOMO NON INTELLIGENCE FIT OMNIA!

Love Conquers Law.
Valley Spirit Never Dies.
Amor Et Hilaritas!
Moving right along...
The 3 Visible, 8 Invisible



To my own decidedly crude palette, the Buddha's 4 Noble Truths seem to share more
than a passing resemblance to this strange isomorphic brew.



Paging Doc Buddha...

1.) Symptom: Divine Age/Vegetable Soul experiences Dukkha. (Suffering)

2.) Diagnosis: Because of Heroic Age/Animal Soul's Tanha. (Thirst)

3.) Prognosis: The People Age/Human Soul can then learn that Suffering
decreases when thirst decreases, leading to  Nirvana. (Actualization)

4.) Remission: Movement Age/Process Soul enjoys Marga. (8 fold path)
(Utilization of Information Octave for selective reimprintation/adaptation)

Oddly enough Marga the Buddha's 4th truth (following a kind of amalgamated trinity)
translates specifically as "the trail left behind by an animal", AKA it's Wake.

(The word "thirst" or as it's often translated "desire" seems to muddle this
recipe slightly, though exerting poetic imagination, I find the model
of fine use.)
and while dwelling a moment yet in the eastern scheme of things...

The Hindu System models 4 Ends of Man (Purusartha)
1. Dharma: Responsibility to the Divine
2. Artha: Wealth, Power, Authority of the Hero
3. Kama: Pleasure, Art, Love of the People 
4. Moksa: Liberation, Freedom of the Movement 

Obviously we can expand this pattern in any number of ways and on any number of levels,
I'll close with Alfred Korzybski's Process of Abstraction.  A map (but not territory!) of how
the Fertile Void (Object) & the Nervous System (Subject) interface (Yoga).

Starting on the Unconscious Pre-Verbal Channel ...







& ending with the Conscious Internal Monologue.

"Phall if you but will, rise you must"
"Of course we all find our own "mild, tormenting image"
in water as Melville said. In FW, in which language
becomes watery , also shows each reader his or her own image. "
-RAW


Great Googily Moogily! NOTICE:
The Symphonic Rage of Caliban
& Resonating Enchantment of Narcissus
fusing as an OPEN EMPTY LOGOS;
atomically obliterating the limiting
boundaries of dichotomist memory
(The @gnosis of Anamnesis Alchemizing
a new interface for the Brain-Mind Looking Glass!)
"Zig Zag V Spiral Corsi ricorsi Vico"
- JAAJ, Buffalo Notebooks

The first thing I ever asked Mr. Wilson regarded the shape of things to come.  "Circle or Spiral?" I asked.  

Friedrich Nietzsche had discovered that along w/ his idea of Infinite Space-Time came a peculiar aspect of universe,
recurrence.  All occurrences would repeat, eternally.  He did not regard this repetition as good news, and neither did I.  

In a letter to Sylvia Beach Joyce describes writing FW as an examination of "The Dark Night of the Soul."  FW as you might
recall has a cyclic narrative, going around the same again, and again, and again.   I had gone through a dark night once
where I apprehended this ring of fire, and it had vexed me considerably. 
(An oozing, puss filled, radioactive agenbite!)

 I had adopted an excelsior spiral  model of universal history, in response to my anxiety in regards to doomed repetition. 
Though I came to get the Idea that affirming life based only on the optimistic presumption of moving "onward & upward
to ever greater glory" wasn't much of an affirmation at all.

"The affirmation of the Wake engages every level of the author's sensibility,
from cortex to cojones - the whole man affirms, as in Nietzsche's Zarathustra."
-RAW

During an exceedingly peculiar time in my life, Hip Broken in 4,  Isolated from happenstance, w/ nothing but time to get
high &  study the tale of the tribe, I asked Mr. Wilson a new question:


This I regard happily.
Circle & Spiral of Life Affirmed.
HOO FASA
NEXT SOLSTICE:
The Key Lock Skidoo!


Joseph Campbell reports of FW Book III,
Chapter 4: HCE & ALP- Their Bed of Trial. (Starting on pg 555)

The characters have woken from the dream &
“It is the morning after the night of the winter solstice”
More of the same, daily.

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