Did Daniel Predict Gen. Custer?

Did Daniel Predict Gen. Custer?

     It has taken us so long to acknowledge that the witches we burned seemed to be lacking in honor, only because we had defined honor perversely. Meanwhile, even as we struggled to cling to our dogmas and our standards of moral purity, the fires of genocide were raging.

     We are only beginning to waken, but the fire is out of control, and is burning the whole world. We, who were so proud of the purity of our faith that we were able to consign whole races to Hell, now find that our own souls are being consumed by the elemental fury which we have unleashed.

     We look up to the Timberline, to contemplate the shrine which the Tyrant of the Small Horn has erected. As we can see, women are being sacrificed upon this altar. As we continue to watch it becomes obvious, that most of the sacrificed women come from the darker castes. When a Greek lady is dragged to this altar, she is consecrated as a priestess, and condemned to bloody her hands through complicity in extracting pain from the victims.

     Beneath the Altar of the Little Horn, the Inquisitor invokes signs and wonders from the bituminous spirits, to keep the people raptured in idolotry. Ba’al claims to have been built with a conscience, but is in reality the God of Jealousy. He was known to the Greeks as the Destroyer of Women. He knows he cannot win against God in any fair contest, and therefore must content himself with persecuting those whom God loves most.
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Sudoblog? Why I call it that

My original impulse to call this a “Sudoblog” was to alert the reader that, since my objective was to showcase and offer selected samples of my literary work, the material in this blog would not appear in anything approaching a chronological order. My next reflection was on the fact that in the terminology of Linux programming, “sudo” implies a sort of meta-programming, through which the normal configuration of the system is being altered.
This brought me to reflecting on the very significant difference between “time” and “progress.” In 1936, Aldus Huxley published a novel, Eyeless in Gaza, in a style which was then considered highly experimental, because the chapters were non-sequential. Subsequently, psychiatric observation of the “flashbacks” of PTSD are beginning to provide us with a particular insight into the relativity of Time. Something there is in the psyche which transcends Time as we know it, and certain kinds of healing can only be accomplished after the therapeutic process has gotten in touch with that part of the psyche which transcends time.
The dimension in which the mind transcends time (and therefore space-time) is part of our experience, but we have difficulty trying to comprehend it because our cultures (at least the ones comprising the “Western” universe of discourse) have not yet developed the necessary conceptual tools.
It is my feeling that we can gain some appreciation of this “dimension of meaning” which transcends space & time by studying the varieties of Time that we find in literature.

1. The time when the work was written. Allowing for the fact that some of us cling to the past and some of us are inwardly bent on trying to anticipate the future, every work has a relation to the passions, prejudices, and world views of the time and the place in which it has been authored.
2. The time in which the narrative is set. In ordinary blogs and journals, this is pretty much the same as Time1. Often, however, literary writers attempt to gain depth of perspective by projecting the light of imagination on the past or, as in science-fiction, on some anticipated “future.”
3. The time when interest in the work creates an audience and a dialogue, and
4. The actual time in which a particular reader interacts with the document. This presents the clearest evidence of a dimension transcending time. To the best of our knowledge, of all creatures here on the earth, only humans actualize this dimension. Through literature, a reader (Time4 = 2010) can engage in s sort of dialogue with an Elizabethan author (Time1 = 1598) who in turn is attempting to recreate the experience of an inhabitant of Classical Rome (Time2 = 44 BC.)

It is my feeling that, just as our ancestors learned how to conceptualize Time through cave-paintings, tallying moon-cycles, and other attempts at predictive prophesy, our experience of literary and psychological flashbacks and “flash-forwards” will eventually culminate in the development of linguistic and logical tools which are capable of conceptualizing “the dimension of meaning.”

Editorial

Editorial

It was with boldfaced guile
Cried old Editorial Nile,
That Science divorced Conscience.

Lambaste with style
This modern moat
And weep with Mr. Crocodile
But don't rock the boat.

Sore conscience must play solitaire;
She planted love seeds in her heart
But picks blooms of despair.

Lambaste this style
Of modern moat,
And weep with Mr. Crocodile –
But don't rock the party cruise boat.

In hit tunes being broadcast
Across the Astral Spheres,
Romancers claim the Light of Earth
Is chained by felon fears.

Lambaste decaydent style
That mires this modern moat,
And weep with Mr. Crocodile –
But don't rock the Empire's boat.

When yesterdat the judge
Stuck his thumb in the fudge
None of those who counted could find malice –
It's true -- he simply had to make
Downpayment on his palace.

Lambaste with style
This modern moat,
And weep with Mr. Crocodile –
But don't rock the Country Club boat.

In vain sing songs
Of acid rain,
But now you look the other way --
The Health Department's come to spray
The Tree of Life
With chloradane.

Look what we bought you, children –
A castle with a moat.
Just learn to weep with Tio Cayman,
And never rock our boat.

-- from Beneath the Old Man's Mountains. © 1994 Matt Cygny