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Tuesday, September 1, 2015

=The Pataphysical Inquirer: August 31st=

=the Hermit=

=Book recently read: The Cat Inside by William S. Burroughs=

Can you imagine  what kind of book T.S. Eliot’s Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats would have been if it were written by William S. Burroughs instead?

Well you don’t have to. The Cat Inside is that book .

It describes El Hombre Invisible’s unlikely late-in-life love
 affair with the feline species.

Burroughs explains:  This cat book is an allegory, in which the writer’s past life is presented to him in a cat charade. Not that the cats are puppets. Far from it.

You can read this whole book in an hour and it won’t be an hour wasted.

Burroughs isn’t a dog-hater but, as he puts it, I do hate what man has made of his best friend. A dog’s snarl is ugly, a redneck lynch-mob Paki-basher snarl…snarl of someone got a “Kill a Queer for Christ” sticker on his heap, a self-righteous occupied snarl.

When you see that snarl you are looking at something that has no face of its own. A dog’s rage is not his own. It’s dictated by his trainer. Lynch-mob rage is dictated by conditioning.

There’s nothing Burrough’s reviles more than pack-mentality; it encourages cowards, it amplifies the worst in man, it is the root of all evil.

A cat’s hate is all it’s own and that makes all the difference. The snarl of a panther, Burroughs writes, is certainly more dangerous than the snarl of a dog, but it isn’t ugly. A cat’s rage is beautiful, burning with a pure cat flame, all its hair standing up and crackling blue sparks, eyes blazing and sputtering.

If you don’t understand this, you don’t understand
cats, you don’t understand Burroughs, & you’re
in all likelihood one of the “shits” that
supports the cops, the priests, the politicians & the gray undercover agents of mass control.

Burroughs was infamously portrayed as a cold, distant, alien sort of character, hard to reach,
allergic or immune to the human touch.
Of course, that’s an exaggeration, but it contains
a few kernels of truth, no doubt.

In The Cat Inside, Burroughs provides a clue to the reason behind his self-protective distance from others:

 When any other being is contacted, it is sad: because you see the limitations, the pain and fear and the final death. That is what contact means. That is what I see when I touch a cat and find that tears are flowing down my face.

The cat became Burroughs “medium,” his contact with this world and between this world and the world we cannot see.

He’s quite explicit in this belief.
The cat is a psychic animal, he asserts, just as all the old myths insist, a link between species, pointing toward a kind of being that has never
existed, but should have.

My own cat curled up approvingly on my lap and slept contentedly the entire time as I read this book.
She knew she had made the right choice
in selecting me as her human familiar.

As Burroughs put it:
The cat does not offer services.
The cat offers itself.

Monday, August 31, 2015

=A good hard fuck=

=William S. Burroughs=

I have observed that in cat fights the aggressor is almost always the winner. If a cat is getting the worst of a fight he doesn't hesitate to run, whereas a dog may fight to his stupid death. As my old jiujitsu instructor said, "If your trick no work, you better run."

((Terrorists & all underdogs fight like cats. Hit & run, that is their strategy. States will always insist on calling them cowards for doing so. They would much prefer them to stand their ground and die like dogs. Pity the State. A cat never cares what you call it.))

=Wayne Dyer=

My beliefs are that the truth is a truth until you organize it, and then it becomes a lie. I don't think that Jesus was teaching Christianity, Jesus was teaching kindness, love, concern, and peace. What I tell people is don't be Christian, be Christ-like. Don't be Buddhist, be Buddha-like. Religion is orthodoxy, rules, and historical scriptures maintained by people over long periods of time. Generally people are raised to obey the customs and practices of that religion without question. These are customs and expectations from outside the person and do not fit my definition of spiritual.

((Organized religion is organized like any organization—for a purpose: and that purpose is power, hegemony, domination, conformity, self-sufficiency, survival at all costs, & the absorption,  subjugation, or better yet, the elimination of all rivals, whether real or merely perceived.))

=high priestess=

=Revelation 4=

Revelation=Jesus has had enough of our shit. 
That crucifixion thing was the last straw. 
He wanted to see how far humanity would go & he caught an eyeful. 
Payback's a bitch, motherfuckers. 

And you messed with the wrong son-of-a-bitch.

=The Pataphysical Inquirer: August 30th=