Act 2. Scene 2. In which Rihia2k realizes he's gone crazier than all of Mervyn Peake's characters put together.
Right that's it. Why did I ever broach the subject of mythology with myself on this here bloggle? I'm sure it would have gone a lot smoother if I had Joseph Campbell to talk to (bless him).
If JC were here we could have a conversation about, I dunno, Street fighter II, even, and he could make it look deep.
As it is mythology is all around me and I can't not see it now - Driving past Archeron Street. Having used Pegasus bus services. Watching Japanese series, Rin: Daughters of Mnemosine, 'Mnemosine' being a Greek Titan. Heck, even drying my hands I was using an 'Apollo' hand dryer.
By all appearances, have the gods deigned to drive me mad... MAAAAWAAD... AD.
Right, well that clears that up, now I gotta' go scooting over the other side o' Brisbane and back in the van, so I better stop thinking.
And in other horse semen drinking news; http://www.stuff.co.nz/marlborough-express/news/6564102/Don-t-ask-what-hes-drinking
"This is the voice of Asteron. I am an authorized representative of the Intergalactic Mission and I have a message for the planet Earth. We are beginning to enter the period of Aquarius and there are many corrections which have to be made by Earth people. All your weapons of evil must be destroyed. You have only a short time to live to learn to live together in peace. You must live in peace or leave the galaxy."
Kenyatta - The Devil's Stocking.
"If getting it together is so important, is it mandatory we fall apart first?" - Rihia2k.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Age Against The Machine (2)...
Age Against The Machine...
Act 2. Scene 1. (in which Rihia2k recants on all rambling he let fly in his second to last post here.)
Our scene begins with Rihia2k admitting he was 'generally anti', and way too tired, to be allowed to type random thoughtless brain leaks onto this blog. He had also recently been to a mall... and he hates those things. He will also now stop writing in a third person narrative. Yes, yes I will.
So anyway, in apology, I'm far too much of a lazy sod to have stuck to any rule of seriously writing about modern mythology in pop culture. I mean, I obviously wasn't going to cover Chinese mythology being very much alive and unchanged on current Chinese TV shows. Wasn't going to cover the Maori adaption of Troilus and Cressida set in New Zealand.
Heck, I was copping out with comic books = mythology in just the western world.
From that, it was all just an excuse to whine about the way Thor is little more than a cardboard bo-hunk with a hammer these days.
But heeey, mythology was always about the endless remodeling and whispered fragments that expand a legend throughout time, right? I gotta' stop being a fuddy-duddy and hand it over to the kids.
In addition I indulged in a gripe, comparing comics to myths - regarding the believability factor. Both the funny books & mythology are a-bloom with symbolism and rich meaningful metaphor. Still, there's a difference, no-one will actively avoid the wrath of Hal Jordan in their daily lives as much as the persuasions of Astaroth.
ie. - The Fantastic Four will remind us the virtues of chumminess and our inner-heroes.
The story between Daphne and Apollo will ever refresh the simple wonder and splendor of dawn, in addition stirring up tales of unrequited desire.
Man, anyone would think I hated comics. Honestly though, maybe you can speak Ferengi, or list all the Dr. Whos, you just can't count the hair follicles on a season's chin (Old Man Winter I'm looking at you.)
Essentially, does it matter whether your devil is a seven foot man in a rubber suit? Non-entity? Any and all of the seven deadly sins? Or a creative combination thereof, affecting the human heart?
Right, that's enough being clever from me, let Jason Aaron and Tang Eng Huat do the rest...
Act 2. Scene 1. (in which Rihia2k recants on all rambling he let fly in his second to last post here.)
Our scene begins with Rihia2k admitting he was 'generally anti', and way too tired, to be allowed to type random thoughtless brain leaks onto this blog. He had also recently been to a mall... and he hates those things. He will also now stop writing in a third person narrative. Yes, yes I will.
So anyway, in apology, I'm far too much of a lazy sod to have stuck to any rule of seriously writing about modern mythology in pop culture. I mean, I obviously wasn't going to cover Chinese mythology being very much alive and unchanged on current Chinese TV shows. Wasn't going to cover the Maori adaption of Troilus and Cressida set in New Zealand.
Heck, I was copping out with comic books = mythology in just the western world.
From that, it was all just an excuse to whine about the way Thor is little more than a cardboard bo-hunk with a hammer these days.
But heeey, mythology was always about the endless remodeling and whispered fragments that expand a legend throughout time, right? I gotta' stop being a fuddy-duddy and hand it over to the kids.
In addition I indulged in a gripe, comparing comics to myths - regarding the believability factor. Both the funny books & mythology are a-bloom with symbolism and rich meaningful metaphor. Still, there's a difference, no-one will actively avoid the wrath of Hal Jordan in their daily lives as much as the persuasions of Astaroth.
ie. - The Fantastic Four will remind us the virtues of chumminess and our inner-heroes.
The story between Daphne and Apollo will ever refresh the simple wonder and splendor of dawn, in addition stirring up tales of unrequited desire.
Man, anyone would think I hated comics. Honestly though, maybe you can speak Ferengi, or list all the Dr. Whos, you just can't count the hair follicles on a season's chin (Old Man Winter I'm looking at you.)
Essentially, does it matter whether your devil is a seven foot man in a rubber suit? Non-entity? Any and all of the seven deadly sins? Or a creative combination thereof, affecting the human heart?
Right, that's enough being clever from me, let Jason Aaron and Tang Eng Huat do the rest...
From Marvel's Ghost Rider, #31. The Last Stand |
In fact, the Ghost Rider, Last Stand story arc is a good example of the comic book as modern vessel for preexisting myth. I was delighted to find (however brief) a reference to Jizo Bosatsu, and the fleshing out of multiple Spirits of Vengeance / Ghost Riders the world over. China, The Middle East, Tibet, Japan, Russia, The Congo, India.
Refreshing.
So if that story worked as modern vessel for old myth, could Alan Moore and Jacen Burrow's Neonomicon be the other way around? Good old comics to tell the still fresh Lovecraft mythos?
NEONOMICON - the name says it all really.
Leng. Leng. We're all on Leng. - Dr. Seuss' Necronimonicon, anyone? |
Although it needn't be so fantastically supernatural. Don't have to look far past Kick-Ass, Defendor or Scott Pilgrim trend movies to notice that. Still fantasies, yes, but it isn't hard to see the appeal to modern audiences when one considers how these films're staged.
Where? Who? When?
Here. Us. Now.
"To 'not do anything' is much more relaxing & fun than 'to do nothing'" - Rihia2k.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Home is where the art is...
L'ASTRE DE LA NUIT
Bel Astre de la nuit charmante
Aimable et clairvoyant,
Que je t'aime, que je t'adore,
Quand tu disparais avant l'aurore.
Aimable et clairvoyant,
Que je t'aime, que je t'adore,
Quand tu disparais avant l'aurore.
Rival timide de la lune modeste
Encore plus beau et plus céleste!!!!
Brillant avec éclat dans l'air
Parmi la douce atmosphère.
Continue, oh! bel Astre luisant!!
De guider mes pas errants,
Et de soirée en soirée
D'éclairer mes promenades égarées.
-- Par ANNA COX, âgée de douze ans et demi
Never knew Anne was twelve when she wrote that.
I learned to recite that a long time ago in the chilly city that I spend this morning. And while it's not Chi City, never been to Lake Michigan, am not Kanye West, it's strange to have that come on in the car, as I roll streets my teenage feet skipped and plodded back and forth and upside down. Past buildings climbed, unaccompanied but not alone, in the moonlight. Beyond familiar. Rich tapestries of my ghost actions on every corner, memory layers super-imposed over every street and alley. Listening to the wind I kissed in play on so many nocturnal adventures. Miss being lost yet free. And yeah, I still miss that cat.
Now. A clear destination back across the sea on a Sunday. (to the real world?)
But, hey.
All the world's a stage.
"Everyone's an egg sometimes, just don't get caught with yourself on your own face" - Rihia2k.
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