KEN WEBB

KEN WEBB


leiden receives corpse of poet laureate webb into its deepest crypt. his bust is displayed in Berlin, Paris, Athens. eventually his remains are transferred to Saintfield, northern megalopolis. ravens surround his now cursed tomb, cursed by failed poetaster Murphy, a living example of spivvery ensconced in Arsenal. he sits weeping over his lost manuscript, 'at polay on a copse in Ballyhalbert'. overlooking the scene is an indifferent God.

UNDER THE COD

under the cod

Hi, can you provide a link to this website now accepting subs of promes and pics?www.theengine.net

Please note that the site is banned in public places and that anyone surfing into it - either by pattern, design or chance - will be reported to an alligatorian minion in a black silk cape and punched over Venetian mask under the rule '011'. (also sinisterly inverting the codified 'room 101' of Orwellian legendre and Godonlyknows what punishments await that person for looking at the visage of the Medusa?) (any ideas?)

best wishes,

Paulus Von Murphicus

(I adopted the Von to get my ham acting onto the Westend stage but fell over mid-summer playing football thus terminating a lately, flowering 'Troilus andCressida'.) ie my latest Lucrezia Borgia incarnation....www.postpressed.com.au

MOZART'S MALLET

Hi, your question re Mozart's letters. Yes I've read some of Mozart's letters. They seemed to me to be letters from a creative person who was also a bit rude and sometimes indulged in toilet humour of the earthiest kind.

I don't think Mozart's nuttiness is an issue though. At this distance in time its hard to say either way. Also we may just happen to have Mozart's nutty letter batch, there may be many others that are entirely sane, straight. Letters to his relatives will tend to be much franker than letters to his patrons.

What you are really saying is not: was Mozart a nutter? But am I Desmond a nutter?

I think the first is a non-question, the second is one you hardly have to ask unless you really are a nutter. If so, go to the docs and ask for the extra-special mallet treatment. The doc will hand you a mallet which you smash into your forehead. You then swallow his prescription of 150 aspirins.

That's the treatment for depression. Easy!
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JASON SLAYS JEAN PAUL SARTRE

read 'Jason and the Argonauts' today with class, which reminded me of several things. first, the Argo was a talking ship and secondly the story contains the myth of Orpheus. magical elements in 'Jason' are opposed to general theme of utter cruelty, how callous the gods/nature is, how unremitting, inescapable the torments of the afterlife. what makes life living? well,slaying the sea monster, escaping with the girl...hard to see. nature as blind, indifferent, nihilistic force, man caught up in it. unhappiness the only result, Sisyphean torments afterwards. total indifference to acts and their consequence while alive. all the dead become shades. Hades an existentialist trope, the Greeks touched upon this but couldnt muster the courage for a Sartean 'project', such as his (Sartre's) Marxism-Leninism. Ultimately Sartre's 'intellectual dishonesty' diminished his reputation (a monster) but shifted power away from the Gaullists so that Communists had a wider influence. as they do today.

WESPENNST

Wespennst sub-titles itself 'the journal of useful texts', in my view an amazing gush of pretentious twittery, yet its taken deadly seriously. Just goes to show, stick your neck out, call yourself serious and you might be. Act like its all a joke (tell the truth) and your taken to be the joke.

I know, you're completely right about the selling out bit and the utterly ridiculous mememe culture. I've gone through a long period of grieve about this and only just recently arrived to the state of blissful indifference which i'm in now. it doesn't matter anymore. for me it's only about being true to myself, do my thing, the work i love, and apart from that get involved with other genuine, beautiful people. grow together. be happy ...hahaha, don't know fritz. but a pisstake on wespennest sounds terrific, although about a pisstake on oneself ('useless texts') i'm not sure about. sounds very viennese, though, to indulge in tongue-in-cheek self-deprication as an attempt to counteract elitist pseudointellectual assholes ...

yeah you mention some people with very long careers. I have a friend in Muenchen, a real Nietzsche fan. Knows a lot about N also some great insights into his life and work. I think N was essentially a crazy guy with a crazy sense of humour, authoring intense books (that's a very Nietzschean word - intense). A day with N must've been incredible, the power and intensity, the uncompromising nature of his critique of Christianity and 'civilisation'. I've published with Das Froehliche Wohnzimmer in Wien. Do you know Fritz? He's a very crazy guy. You know the journal's sub-title (a take on Wespennest) 'journal of useless texts'. My friend in Muenchen is very into the prestige of literature, wouldnt go near a journal like the Wohnzimmer (this surprised me a bit. The Wohnzimmer seems joyful, vibrant: you know its politics and views are left. Those highly esteemed German journals seems so dull in contrast, yet everyone wants exposure in them. There's no sense of being a real writer anymore. People just use literature like a literary boudoir. Everyone wants prestige, its useless taking anything seriously. The world is now like a fast-moving pornography show, take a pause for breath and you fall off its merry go round. Take a stand and everyone wants to kill you. Become a pornographer they suck your cock for free.

heard this story about him having been totally in love with salome (I think about six people committed suicide on her, rilke mentioned her as the reason for his death at his death, so she must have been pretty serious) who also happened to come up with most of his theories on her own, hahaha ... fuck, that whole nazi stuff is so dark and frightening. ig farben are also featured in the 'zeitgeist' documentary. george bush's grandfather was head of the bank in new york who financed the london bombing with them... the opera sounds mad, might be the 'rocky horror picture show' of the early 21st century. you should pitch it to some cool producers in the west end and on broadway, that would be fun ...