“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
Saturday, September 6, 2025
Psycho-Architecture and Psycho-Geography
A Metaphorical Warning to Intimidate, Repress, and Prevent an Individual/ Antigone
Gee, a new powerful word in the American lexicon. Gigantomania.
The GWB administration post 911 TSA began the American police state. And now, the American Fuhrer is strengthening the police state and deepening the deep state begun by GWB.
How long before the Secret Service is rebranded to reflect tRump's Gestapo mentality.
There are four sides to the Parthenon...Amazonomachy, Titanomachy (Gigantomachy), Centauromachy, and Sack of Troy. We're finally leaving the Amazonomachy...
Architecture is "sacred geometry". Metaphors in stone. The pyramids at Giza... Orion's belt. The temples at Luxor... Cygnus' journey crossing the milky way (Nile) to the constellation Libra (judgement) and death Scorpio (Valley of the Kings). The Temples of the Acropolis model the human mind.
Think not that I for pride and stubbornness Am silent: rather is my heart the prey Of gnawing thoughts, both for the past, and now Seeing myself by vengeance buffeted. For to these younger Gods their precedence Who severally determined if not I? No more of that: I should but weary you With things ye know; but listen to the tale Of human sufferings, and how at first Senseless as beasts I gave men sense, possessed them Of mind. I speak not in contempt of man; I do but tell of good gifts I conferred. In the beginning, seeing they saw amiss, And hearing heard not, but, like phantoms huddled In dreams, the perplexed story of their days Confounded; knowing neither timber-work Nor brick-built dwellings basking in the light, But dug for themselves holes, wherein like ants, That hardly may contend against a breath, They dwelt in burrows of their unsunned caves. Neither of winter's cold had they fixed sign, Nor of the spring when she comes decked with flowers, Nor yet of summer's heat with melting fruits Sure token: but utterly without knowledge Moiled, until I the rising of the stars Showed them, and when they set, though much obscure. Moreover, number, the most excellent Of all inventions, I for them devised, And gave them writing that retaineth all, The serviceable mother of the Muse. I was the first that yoked unmanaged beasts, To serve as slaves with collar and with pack, And take upon themselves, to man's relief, The heaviest labour of his hands: and Tamed to the rein and drove in wheeled cars The horse, of sumptuous pride the ornament. And those sea-wanderers with the wings of cloth, The shipman's waggons, none but I contrived. These manifold inventions for mankind I perfected, who, out upon't, have none- No, not one shift-to rid me of this shame.
CHORUS Thy sufferings have been shameful, and thy mind Strays at a loss: like to a bad physician Fallen sick, thou'rt out of heart: nor cans't prescribe For thine own case the draught to make thee sound.
Gee, a new powerful word in the American lexicon. Gigantomania.
ReplyDeleteThe GWB administration post 911 TSA began the American police state. And now, the American Fuhrer is strengthening the police state and deepening the deep state begun by GWB.
How long before the Secret Service is rebranded to reflect tRump's Gestapo mentality.
There are four sides to the Parthenon...Amazonomachy, Titanomachy (Gigantomachy), Centauromachy, and Sack of Troy. We're finally leaving the Amazonomachy...
DeleteAmazonomachy is the West (sunsetting) side. Gigantomachy is the East (sunrising) side.
DeleteSo Ixion's wheel continues its' spin.
DeletePerhaps we should ask the Political Midget Lester!
DeleteOne interpretation I suppose.
ReplyDeleteI'll continue to speak truth to power.
Architecture is "sacred geometry". Metaphors in stone. The pyramids at Giza... Orion's belt. The temples at Luxor... Cygnus' journey crossing the milky way (Nile) to the constellation Libra (judgement) and death Scorpio (Valley of the Kings). The Temples of the Acropolis model the human mind.
Delete:)
DeleteAs above so below.
ReplyDeleteSounds very religious.
DeleteRecreating the "order" of the gods.
DeleteAeschylus, "Prometheus Bound"
DeleteThink not that I for pride and stubbornness
Am silent: rather is my heart the prey
Of gnawing thoughts, both for the past, and now
Seeing myself by vengeance buffeted.
For to these younger Gods their precedence
Who severally determined if not I?
No more of that: I should but weary you
With things ye know; but listen to the tale
Of human sufferings, and how at first
Senseless as beasts I gave men sense, possessed them
Of mind. I speak not in contempt of man;
I do but tell of good gifts I conferred.
In the beginning, seeing they saw amiss,
And hearing heard not, but, like phantoms huddled
In dreams, the perplexed story of their days
Confounded; knowing neither timber-work
Nor brick-built dwellings basking in the light,
But dug for themselves holes, wherein like ants,
That hardly may contend against a breath,
They dwelt in burrows of their unsunned caves.
Neither of winter's cold had they fixed sign,
Nor of the spring when she comes decked with flowers,
Nor yet of summer's heat with melting fruits
Sure token: but utterly without knowledge
Moiled, until I the rising of the stars
Showed them, and when they set, though much obscure.
Moreover, number, the most excellent
Of all inventions, I for them devised,
And gave them writing that retaineth all,
The serviceable mother of the Muse.
I was the first that yoked unmanaged beasts,
To serve as slaves with collar and with pack,
And take upon themselves, to man's relief,
The heaviest labour of his hands: and
Tamed to the rein and drove in wheeled cars
The horse, of sumptuous pride the ornament.
And those sea-wanderers with the wings of cloth,
The shipman's waggons, none but I contrived.
These manifold inventions for mankind
I perfected, who, out upon't, have none-
No, not one shift-to rid me of this shame.
CHORUS
Thy sufferings have been shameful, and thy mind
Strays at a loss: like to a bad physician
Fallen sick, thou'rt out of heart: nor cans't prescribe
For thine own case the draught to make thee sound.
Nope... not for me... that box box is to small, restricted, confined, judgemental, mythologiand and ect....
ReplyDeleteWhat, you prefer anarchy? ;)
DeleteNope. Not one bit.
Delete...then big failures over small ones.
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