
Date: ~Fri, 25 Oct 1996 22:37:27ALIGN=CENTER SIZE=6 WIDTH=75% COLOR=#000000 > (1) After [Daniel Lee ]
From: kerry miller
MALE AND FEMALE CREATED HE THEM
- Aldous Huxley
Diaphenia, drunk with sleep,
Drunk with pleasure, drunk with fatigue,
Feels her Corydon's fingers creep -
Ring-finger, middle finger, index, thumb -
Strummingly over the smooth sleek drum
Of her thorax.
Meanwhile Handel's Gigue
Turns in Corydon's absent mind
To Yakka-Hoola.
She can find
o difference in the thrilling touch
Of one who, now, in everything
Is God-like. "Was there ever such
Passion as ours?"
His pianoing
Gives place to simple arithmetic's
Simplest constatations: - six
Letters in Gneiss and three in Gnu:
Luncheon today cost three and two;
In a year - he couldn't calculate
Three-sixty-five times thirty-eight,
Figuring with printless fingers on
Her living parchment.
"Corydon!
I faint, faint, faint, at your dear touch.
Say, is it possible... to love too much?"
Wilhelm Reich was driven half mad & killed by agents of the Emotional Plague; maybe half his work derived from sheer paranoia (UFO conspiracies, homophobia, even his orgasm theory), BUT on one point we agree wholeheartedly -- sexpol: sexual repression breeds death obsession, which leads to bad politics.
-- [Hakim Bey]
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