josh zeidner on Wed, 29 Aug 2001 20:21:35 +0200 (CEST) |
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[Nettime-bold] Testament, a story |
Tim, It was just yesterday when I was towning, nosing around to see what sights I could smell. I came across the said perriwinkle book shop, and ducked right in. In arab lands they say - "if you let a camels nose in to the tent, soon its whole body follows through". Of course the shopkeep knew this, and watched as I sniffed at the pages of waxen paperbacks. Most were mere rags with silly rings for small people. But one book, a pad, all out blue with gold lettering caught my eye. I picked it up and thumbed it. The type was savage but sincere, the pages were even a little raw at the edges. I scanned a few lines, and decided to want it. It titled: "The Kybalion, by Hermes Trismegistus". I asked the shopkeep how much, and instead of complying talked: "Good choice," i've had many good trips with this one. Then he told me and I promptly handed over the bills, soon slipping back into the street, followed by the rustling of bells at the backside of the door. Now Im tired and hungering, so I start the dance in the kitchen( Im back home now ). Get out my pot, and scrub it out, wash it clean. Then I put the meat in( I know you dont eat meat with feet, rather roots, but to me its just the same ). Added onions, garlics, stirred and then tipped in some sour wine. The steam was sharp and tasty. I let it sizzle for a bit, and added water to the mix, brought it to a boil. Here we have a bloody foam bubbling up, but thought nothing of it. So I let it cook, by lidding it and dikindled it a bit. Looking good. So I sit down with my new friend and start to follow a few lines( most front to back ), the binding made a crack when I started. I saw a few good sayings such as: "As above, so below" and "Strong meat for men, milk for babes". I felt my mind sparkling a bit as it went on, making many fine jokes of our histories. Even Hermes and Abraham lived and breathed the very same air that you and I. They lived outside of the stale words handed to hand for too long to remember, or so the book winked. The pot boiled over just then, so I had to tend it, but soon got back to my work. After finding a few useful words, I shut the book to have my stew. By now it was muddy, the barley had fully mingled with a rich brown odor. It was ready. So I took the pot to my room, where I was listening to some music play. It tasted good, a rich hardy brew. It was here that a most serious thing happened. As I gently supped, I did not notice the grasses and vines environing around me. They were joining all about everything, but I simply sat and ate, quite oblivious to the new undergrowing. I suppose I should have heard the crickets quirking, but I was too surrounded by my meal. It was at some lost moment when, I did notice, and, Surprize! What a gem. It seems to have slipped before it began. I could not tell you what I knew at that moment, although I was sure I knew it before. As the explosion settled, I was left with a plaything, or a favor. It was like: ( Kybalion + Cabala = Kyboros = Cybernetics ). Something that had been becoming since ages old, a little gold glimmer where the dust had been wiped clean. I supposed it had been gangled by the growths of fools( this thread to the past ), by kings with pyrite crowns and warlords with steeled smiles, all clashing for the rule of surrogate heavens. Various others still remained as well, like Kybalion = "guidebook" or "book of control", which I found evidence of within the pages. These cherubs still flutter today, they still move, but I only see them laughing back at me. So you see Tim, they may still have a few things to tell, maybe something that may aid you. The one, Kyboros, is a ship steersman, like Ahab the one who drove the wheel( for the Greeks at least ). And Cybernetics you know, but that had been tarnished as well, been tossed asunder by the tide already. But I tell you these creatures are but drunks who linger past the party, whatever garden door had opened , it was shut now, and this story is its only testament. -josh __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email alerts & NEW webcam video instant messaging with Yahoo! Messenger http://im.yahoo.com _______________________________________________ Nettime-bold mailing list Nettime-bold@nettime.org http://www.nettime.org/cgi-bin/mailman/listinfo/nettime-bold