The Gynecology of Morals
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The Gynecology of Morals
A woman's body as metaphor
My sex tacked on as an after thought
As if the the creator said
Oh I better give him one of these and two of those
And hers...
well you know
I been thinking about a surreal Oedipus who killed his mother and fucked his father.
The staff at litkicks is right
I need professional help
I once said that if I was every involved in another adulterous relationship I hoped the good lord would come down with a two by four with a rusty nail in the end of it and hit me upside the head. But then that guy hit me with the two by four but there was no nail in the end of it.
Her husband was a good guy, a nice guy. But he could not stop talking. And she needed silence.
She once told me that a woman could get a man to do anything she wanted. But she could not make him shut up. We were all so lost.
And I went from Nietzsche and lsd to to down on my knees praying to jesus to let me sleep.
My sex tacked on as an after thought
As if the the creator said
Oh I better give him one of these and two of those
And hers...
well you know
I been thinking about a surreal Oedipus who killed his mother and fucked his father.
The staff at litkicks is right
I need professional help
I once said that if I was every involved in another adulterous relationship I hoped the good lord would come down with a two by four with a rusty nail in the end of it and hit me upside the head. But then that guy hit me with the two by four but there was no nail in the end of it.
Her husband was a good guy, a nice guy. But he could not stop talking. And she needed silence.
She once told me that a woman could get a man to do anything she wanted. But she could not make him shut up. We were all so lost.
And I went from Nietzsche and lsd to to down on my knees praying to jesus to let me sleep.
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How superstitious is that?
Nietzsche as a mental laxative
A moral purge.
Now I am back to him
I read him like he was an old testament prophet
Or the voice in Ecclesiastes
~
brain damaged
I wish I knew what was missing
Maybe the night sky
the stars
the ocean
~
all I got going for are those freight trains that barrel by here every 15 minutes.
~
I miss my motorcycle.
Such a beautiful woman
For two years we slept together and I never noticed the birthmark on the back of her calf.
And when I finally noticed it, it was too late.
~
I. B. Singer short stories are spooky.
I think I lost my soul
Maybe I am just running on fumes
Another husband.
Nietzsche as a mental laxative
A moral purge.
Now I am back to him
I read him like he was an old testament prophet
Or the voice in Ecclesiastes
~
brain damaged
I wish I knew what was missing
Maybe the night sky
the stars
the ocean
~
all I got going for are those freight trains that barrel by here every 15 minutes.
~
I miss my motorcycle.
Such a beautiful woman
For two years we slept together and I never noticed the birthmark on the back of her calf.
And when I finally noticed it, it was too late.
~
I. B. Singer short stories are spooky.
I think I lost my soul
Maybe I am just running on fumes
I turned into her worst nightmareLost.
"Why would a demon pick on her?"
"They are said to be attracted to the shy and beautiful"
Another husband.
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woman=me, men=all of them
but you can have your women
If I were to speak for other women
I'd say we develop the instinct in childhood
to be able to approach our fathers
on some sort of level without causing their uproars
We begin young
women reaching to men
because we learn men don't reach
men wouldn't need to develop the instinct until later in life
because their mothers maternally beam over their sons
reaching to pick them up even on a whim
for no reason at times
just to coddle
so women develop it earlier, which gives it a strength from infancy.
all in my head
only craziness
The influences, been reading Nietzsche all day.
but you can have your women
If I were to speak for other women
I'd say we develop the instinct in childhood
to be able to approach our fathers
on some sort of level without causing their uproars
We begin young
women reaching to men
because we learn men don't reach
men wouldn't need to develop the instinct until later in life
because their mothers maternally beam over their sons
reaching to pick them up even on a whim
for no reason at times
just to coddle
so women develop it earlier, which gives it a strength from infancy.
all in my head
only craziness
The influences, been reading Nietzsche all day.
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I was thinking about him when I wrote that about silent woman's husband.
I should have helped her out of it and kissed my horse and rode off into the sunset. But I stuck around to get laid.
Reading Lolita in Tehran
Interesting book
She had a "Magician" who she went to see when she needed to talk.
The only Magician I got is The Magician of Lublin. I. B. Singer.
Loved that book so beautiful.
I should have helped her out of it and kissed my horse and rode off into the sunset. But I stuck around to get laid.
Reading Lolita in Tehran
Interesting book
She had a "Magician" who she went to see when she needed to talk.
The only Magician I got is The Magician of Lublin. I. B. Singer.
Loved that book so beautiful.
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I didn't need rescued
or I'd not be self-sufficient nor existent.
I'd too had companions through it
they talked
the catfish and the magician is how I nicknamed them.
I read every single book they ever recommended
starting with Jack K., xyz of so many others
including Lolita (but just plain Lolita)
which was a great torment
it put me in a strange position
meaning--understanding a monster
I would of never had attempted to begin to understand
on my own. There I was, not exactly hating the ass.
I wrote I.B. Singer down earlier
planning to look it up.
or I'd not be self-sufficient nor existent.
I'd too had companions through it
they talked
the catfish and the magician is how I nicknamed them.
I read every single book they ever recommended
starting with Jack K., xyz of so many others
including Lolita (but just plain Lolita)
which was a great torment
it put me in a strange position
meaning--understanding a monster
I would of never had attempted to begin to understand
on my own. There I was, not exactly hating the ass.
I wrote I.B. Singer down earlier
planning to look it up.
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Yiddish
haunts my childhood memories.
Sorry I keep tossing out books
I got nothing to tell you
She did not need recuing either
I just wanted to get laid.
Beautiful woman
kind and intelligent
I came into her life like a karmic shit storm
That is not guilt
that is a fact
Reading Lolita in Tehran
Where I realized how I solipsize women
her term for how the mullahs think about women
I have read about half the book, took me weeks
I am a slow reader
I been reading Life Against Death Norman O. Brown, for over thirty years.
I may have finished it but I did not read it cover to cover.
just dug in at certain chapters that caught my interest
Anothe slow read
The Faith of A Heretic Walter Kaufmann about five years now, maybe I have finished it.
I have read more about Nietzsche than I have read by Nietzsche
Much of it by Watler K.
The Phenomenology of Internal TIme Consciousness, Husserl thirty years but I gave up last year. Too much Greek and Latin, but it was not that so much as his neologisms (?)
I have gaps in my reading you can drive a truck through
e_dog seems like one of the best read people here I think
I am just a post modern pissant compared to him
haunts my childhood memories.
Sorry I keep tossing out books
I got nothing to tell you
She did not need recuing either
I just wanted to get laid.
Beautiful woman
kind and intelligent
I came into her life like a karmic shit storm
That is not guilt
that is a fact
Reading Lolita in Tehran
Where I realized how I solipsize women
her term for how the mullahs think about women
I have read about half the book, took me weeks
I am a slow reader
I been reading Life Against Death Norman O. Brown, for over thirty years.
I may have finished it but I did not read it cover to cover.
just dug in at certain chapters that caught my interest
Anothe slow read
The Faith of A Heretic Walter Kaufmann about five years now, maybe I have finished it.
I have read more about Nietzsche than I have read by Nietzsche
Much of it by Watler K.
The Phenomenology of Internal TIme Consciousness, Husserl thirty years but I gave up last year. Too much Greek and Latin, but it was not that so much as his neologisms (?)
I have gaps in my reading you can drive a truck through
e_dog seems like one of the best read people here I think
I am just a post modern pissant compared to him
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Pah! You know nothing of paranoia compared to I.
Earlier I'd began in my mind a 'Dear John' letter to the catfish (whom I've not spoken to in sometime), but the point is either I'm entirely insane or I'm sick, I've no clue which. I have such a wide open imagination, that it matters not he'd left for I see him in the Magician, or so I thought often enough (on occasions though I didn't think it could be true at all which caused tons of manias), and I was ripe for it after the magician taking his leave, and so on goes my head, it goes and goes.
Paranoias, I'm boggled down with such tricks
that I'm becoming desensitized to them
forgetting even how absurd I must look.
I stop trying to control too much anymore, I s'pose.
Either I'm going to embrace me and live it
or take on vices.
thanks for the books though
Earlier I'd began in my mind a 'Dear John' letter to the catfish (whom I've not spoken to in sometime), but the point is either I'm entirely insane or I'm sick, I've no clue which. I have such a wide open imagination, that it matters not he'd left for I see him in the Magician, or so I thought often enough (on occasions though I didn't think it could be true at all which caused tons of manias), and I was ripe for it after the magician taking his leave, and so on goes my head, it goes and goes.
Paranoias, I'm boggled down with such tricks
that I'm becoming desensitized to them
forgetting even how absurd I must look.
I stop trying to control too much anymore, I s'pose.
Either I'm going to embrace me and live it
or take on vices.
thanks for the books though
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there was a guy on litkicks a defunct website (for some of us) where a lot of us studio eighters first met (wireman, judih doreen, clay, cecil, hester, abstroint jimboloco, scooter trash, lucy, among others) first met.
Also was a guy who called himself "headburner" who reminds me of mingo.
Headburner wrote:
"it is okay to be paranoid if you are paranoid"
I guess it is an oxymoron because if one knows he is paranoid you really can not be paranoid. Or is it an oxymoron?
Speaking of oxymorons
War crimes.
War is a fucking crime.
well I got some oranges for her and got a hug and a kiss on the neck
I feel like a newspaper gigolo.
Speaking of enteric brains again.
Thinking of mingo's tag line
Black ice, when the road looks like it is wet in the dead of winter but your tires are silent on the black top (no shisss sound) and they are not kicking up any spray. Then you get this feeling of a sheet of glass slicing through your abdomen, the first inkling you have that the truck is starting to slide.
I used to live for that feeling. Peak experience, we are all thrill seekers I suppose. And I was cool on my stool, as if someone else was incontrol another nervous system while mine was manic with fear.
I wish you happiness in work and love. That is about the best we can do in this best of all spatio temporal objective fact worlds about us.
Also was a guy who called himself "headburner" who reminds me of mingo.
Headburner wrote:
"it is okay to be paranoid if you are paranoid"
I guess it is an oxymoron because if one knows he is paranoid you really can not be paranoid. Or is it an oxymoron?
Speaking of oxymorons
War crimes.
War is a fucking crime.
well I got some oranges for her and got a hug and a kiss on the neck
I feel like a newspaper gigolo.
Speaking of enteric brains again.
Thinking of mingo's tag line
Black ice, when the road looks like it is wet in the dead of winter but your tires are silent on the black top (no shisss sound) and they are not kicking up any spray. Then you get this feeling of a sheet of glass slicing through your abdomen, the first inkling you have that the truck is starting to slide.
I used to live for that feeling. Peak experience, we are all thrill seekers I suppose. And I was cool on my stool, as if someone else was incontrol another nervous system while mine was manic with fear.
I wish you happiness in work and love. That is about the best we can do in this best of all spatio temporal objective fact worlds about us.
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