Monday, July 5, 2010

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Lucia Joyce: The Artist's me!


C ristianada Lucia bastardy by the obfuscations of the Register and rebabatizada eye Asombrosalviaje affinity between the thimble of Estevanus and flower flatosa hedge Barnacle Joyce was born cross-eyed ... Love Patris, objective, subjective genitive ...


Lucia must have been really amazing by pandering to fear that it was dull Joyce voyeur and wild it is anyone who dance -dimensional, but the pseudonym Asombrosalviaje , with which his father gave him, also contains a nostalgic remembrance of travel sea of \u200b\u200bsalt , cryptogram arcane Ambroso also refers to the shadowy delicacy of the Olympic Gods. And here one imagines Joyce nurturing their offspring with the nectar that has robbed the eternal conspicuous, to seize upon the language and splitting the brain, brain, refund of Babel. Babel-Babet -Baptiste ... osease, baptized Babatizar-Babytizar ... ... Hebifrenia Habemus hubris: Disease teenager, perhaps the Babyzación of a soul. Porting of the artist as a young man, as a young dog. Actually the artist is the teen Asombrosalviaje, not boastful architect Jesuit casuistry blasphemous and bigoted father ... ... more Faustian than faunal ... and architect Linguere. Look! The Walrus.

- The walrus? Seal?
- No, the wall rush.
- as then? John Lennon referred to Joyce and not Carroll?
"Sure, there are also seals screaming GOO GOO joycianas G'JOOB, brown seals that fall from the walls ... the gold rush-rush-the wall walrus ... the gold rush fever of the wall, seal fever.
-Oh ya! seal brown Malachi Mulligan ... fat ... Yes, we're singing.

When Lennon sang, all together always sounded all to get there-all to get dark . Something like ... the whole world turns blind-the whole world becomes dark, which is what happens when Finnegan wall falls and dies by drinking, before being raised when given a drink, and on this wall find the point of convergence of the parallel eye of strabismic Lucia, which is where it intersects the perception and awareness -. The Finnegan's Wake is both wake and awake, is both funeral and wake. Finnegan dies and awakens the consciousness of the cosmos in its first day. The cosmos awake from the nightmare of history. Bob Dylan understands what he's talking Lennon and sends a message encrypted with Ballad of a tin man, but John does not stop with the song ... but you did not read Finnegan's? ... Just above ... I just ... well below below.

Lucia Joyce is because of three quarks for Muster Mark ? or is it the Three quark for Mister Mark ? Tree perhaps quark for Montse Mark ? or maybe the Joan of Arc Three Must quack for arch erm ... referring to a character who always tries not to be seen or known, perhaps not to be the rioveidele of incomprehension, the riverrruns vico acomodicio . It is this difficulty: the plethora of profusion and the teaching of crumbling, convince and uneasy ... or kill. It's like asking a haircut really just entertain you with the broken mirror of a servant, a good image of Irish art ... and why his works are comedies comodità comic-cosmic-bevel and readers vectors are -sectors, actors while critics citrus-Christic-cryptic ... and the writer become expectant audience -expectorant-expurgante ... Is this the great literary revolution Joyce. They say they laughed at his jokes to go on seeing developed flatulence comedy critics, dilettantes and pedantic. He himself was a pedant, in ways meditabajo cabizabundo and rectum: the straight path ... by way of the rectum.

In any case, it was the Holy Spirit who dictated the Finnegan's Wake by Lucia, but where it ends in anything she brackish, as Jung asks. It is the playfulness of Lucia and not James pen who frees the cognitive assessment. So Lucy screams "I am the artist." Clear that it admitted to a psychiatric Beckett saying that the contest is dead, but rather than later butterflies in stomachs of others ... at least when he crossed the border, he was not alone.
I am not saying this because the advent hebephrenia Lucia Nijinsky remind me, not because the choreography imagine a tense of these other two-dimensional, but because I know that was the email of spellings tight Bardo sent to James. Well ... crap not invited to the party What party? ... The organizing this!

To desencasillarme had experienced in their own flesh the drama of Lucia. And the father of the royal beating. After this adventure I ask myself what happened that bears no blame? I note that the whole thing has been evacuated, the body is like a paring, it feels like falling shell. What Host tells us this scene? We have witnessed a singular mass where the bread of life is sacred and is transubstantiation. The ordinary is the Homeric material and time, rhythm and flow of a day where life is concentrated restatement. Indicates not only what you ask but that you ask, the join of the synthesis ... scissors! That is the vision that ineluctablementa the modality of the visible ... and cause of the precipitous Finnegan dethroned from the stubborn wall that justifinculca in public one on one with no response ... and that one day you too can start the phone from the wall and scream Strabismus: The I am an artist!

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