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"The furnace that keeps us here, as stark and concrete as the Brutalist structures strewn all over that only keep to cheapen the scintillation of spectacle from the Gothic masonry that curls and curates our vision of the Grand Architect; how the degrees and numbers unfurl into a lovingly-crafted mastery of stone, the Sheol-essence that bleeds up from the Earth’s screaming core, and hardens into the elements we seek. It’ll bleed forever. No use now in wishing the coil’s grip to lessen. The phosphorous over London will never stop falling, and the souls will never stop descending. The spider’s webs have been ravaged by cold winds, and now they cling to the periphery, clinging onto anything that will shelter them.
Serpent soul with a gilded light that will
Rectify the uncounted travesty
Of life behind sapped eyes and uncouth sin.
Flow into my core and sing your love songs.
Stem the unkind eyes that gaze down daily,
Whose scorn has flung me into a stark daze
Where I roam in an ethanol stupor,
And my face projects a plead of mercy."

So the rocket is Lucifer, and our equalization is needed to commit ourselves to a better future?

>> No.15459646

Where are all the gnostics at?

>> No.15459796

where is occult /lit/ when you need them?

>> No.15459836

Damn, I need to read this book again

>> No.15459845

>>15459646
>>15459796
>>15459836

Three posts all ending in 6. Neat.

>> No.15460053

>>15459845
BOOOOOOOOOO

>> No.15460061

>>15460053
why boo? are we not men?

>> No.15460293

>>15459563
Can you at least train for a year before posting these fake passages? They need work anon. "The spider's webs have been ravaged by cold winds, and now they cling to the periphery, clinging onto anything that will shelter them." Not even close man.

>> No.15460297

>>15460293
Seethe harder

>> No.15460677

>>15459563
Fuck I finished v. And TCoL49 and those were (mainly v) were hard to get through enough. But 500 pages of this shit seems daunting and I've just been filtered hard.

>> No.15460689

>>15460677
it's a made up passage so you really didn't get filtered

>> No.15460709

>>15460689
>t. seething undergrad who feels the need to destroy anything he finds threatening

Got em.

>> No.15460894

Semicolon

>> No.15460899

>>15460894
You should learn how to use one. They're fantastic. Much better than an em dash.

>> No.15460905

>>15460899
I use them; Pynchon doesn't.

>> No.15460918

>>15460905
What the hell are you talking about?

>> No.15460934

>>15460918
Actually that's not completely true; he uses them in V and COL49, I'm just remembering. Always found it to be a notable element of his style though, from GR on.

>> No.15460944

>>15460934
>Pynchon doesn't use semicolons
>wait he actually does
>not completely true

You okay?

>> No.15460946

>actual meaning
>Pynchon's writing
pick one

>> No.15460952

Pedants

>> No.15460959

>>15460952
>filtered

>> No.15460979

>>15460946
It's actually quite simple, really.

>> No.15461057

>>15459563
>The furnace that keeps us here, as stark and concrete as the Brutalist structures strewn all over that only keep to cheapen the scintillation of spectacle from the Gothic masonry that curls and curates our vision of the Grand Architect

The furnace is the material world. Stone masons built their buildings to honor the creator, The Grad Architect of the Universe.

> how the degrees and numbers unfurl into a lovingly-crafted mastery of stone, the Sheol-essence that bleeds up from the Earth’s screaming core, and hardens into the elements we seek

Very obvious Freemasonry references here. Sheol is the Hebrew realm of the dead, like Hades. The theme of the Ouroboros, reincarnation, is frequent in Kabbalistic thought. It's referencing the alchemy used to create life from nothing. Order out of chaos. Like a Kabbalistic Golem made of clay.

>It’ll bleed forever. No use now in wishing the coil’s grip to lessen. The phosphorous over London will never stop falling, and the souls will never stop descending.

The planet is a living entity. Our souls will constantly be sucked back here. The process will go on. The coil grip obviously represented the Orphic Egg, from which the first hermaphroditic god emerged (Sophia, Abraxas, the Baphomet) that gave birth to the demiurge. The Phosphorous is Lucifer's light, and the white phosphorous that is used in war, that burns people's flesh down to the bone.

>The spider’s webs have been ravaged by cold winds, and now they cling to the periphery, clinging onto anything that will shelter them.

The Spider is a symbol used to represent the demiurge. The Sioux people express this heavily. The web is a symbol of creation, which is now being ravaged by the cold wind of human error and war.

>Serpent soul with a gilded light that will
Rectify the uncounted travesty
Of life behind sapped eyes and uncouth sin.

A plead for the astral light of Lucifer (which can be conflated with Apollo, Horus, and believe it or not, Jesus)

>> No.15461071

>>15461057
*Grand Architect

I'm drunk fellas, forgive me.

>> No.15461303
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15461303

>>15459563
dunno lol

>> No.15461308

>>15461303
Easy on the Pepsi, Ruggles.

>> No.15461470

>>15460293
You seem fun at parties.

>> No.15462079

>>15460979
ur mom is simple lmao

>> No.15462088

>>15462079
>>15460979
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whomst'd've'ly'yaint'nt'ed'ies's'y'es

>> No.15462103

This thread was created by an AI.

>> No.15462226

>>15462088
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>> No.15462265

Collocated whores with callow faces line the avenue in the shady district where the pangs of a million smack overdoses ring into the Dark Aether and redistributed among the demons and angels and fester into the minds of men whose last trip was yesterday, and how they need something to abate the flesh-killing sickness and causes their flesh to blacken with boules like a festive trout fettered from a river to fast on the Sabbath.

>> No.15462436

>>15462265
literally an AI generated text

>> No.15462687

>>15462436
For you.

>> No.15462705

>>15460689
but who made it up?

>> No.15463450

>>15462705
An AI