Seventeen Michael Bolerjack
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Mutatis mutandis messieurs, the other witnesses, at least sixteen, with Buck Mulligan and Kinch, in towers as the two testimonies of the new and old, w for the w, pc, was Jesus a Christian? do you really by misprision engender your own father? When Buck Bulligan becomes Molly La Moon though and his query on love becomes the decontamination of all of love’s sometimes taints in her swoon, and that even in the tain of the antinovel without a pat plot in the theory and practice of literature, it is not unlike the Blakean vision of Christ ascending to the Heaven and becoming Jehovah, though the decontamination in the cleansing of the Temple
was a propadeutic or prefigurement or preparation for the gospel, and he did it out of zeal for his Father’s house, it may be as it is for Edith Stein in the meaning of her experience, that is to say, she n tied it, he st tied in, if the virgins of Christ, his brides, be caught in one graceful embrace, why not from an embrasure aim for the coming of the same, and as if thoroughly be reminded? In prayer we see it is not a world of power, of unleashed, unending, unequal forces, pitted against each other, and nothing besides, but a world of pain, of suffering, whether rooted in desire, or in the wages of sin, or economic injustice to be ameliorated through declassification, and people going to work, to good jobs or bad jobs, every morning, to be with people they like or don’t like, paycheck to paycheck, dreading illness or layoff, or accident,
and hope for that pure apocalypse, to come, which even as they walk slowly to their cars, may be breaking over their heads, in their hearts, here and in Rome and everywhere. The rehabilitating apocalyptic, as under the form and pressure of the time, caught between the fell and incensed points of mighty opposites, as in a whirling stage we say our lines and try not to trip over the furniture, for it is our author and director who is the audience, with his immortal ensemble, and it has not yet been demonstrated that he cannot produce an infinite number of plays at the same time, but as in a book or play or movie, as in a life, there is an ending of things, either tragic or comic, or of an antiheroic nature, albeit with an epilogue in which explanations aregiven, and loose ends tied, and how are we to know that time is up,
that there are no more days to exceed and no more nights of excess, no more more-to-know? Someday, soon, we may see the stars fall out of the night, and by day barely discern a sun that gives no light, as a moon rises blood red, and our minds turn in transformation to these things real, whatever their sidereal truth, and have enough time to recall teachers and their teachings, not only 2000 years ago in Israel, but in the prophets who were un-churched, and wrote fiction and poetry that seemed to be about everything else on earth in encyclopedic sweep, but all the time were composed on platens with the end in view. In the impossibility of literature, in its essential nature as word and book, the author of life rose up authors to read him, and pass on what they, in a telepathic and prophetic vocation, understood, and more than that, what could
not yet be understood, but in apocalypse becomes clear. With snow faintly falling, falling faintly, amid the crooked crosses, another Gabriel looks out over the snowfall of the dead, where all are gathered in, and feels a Michael who loved and died, whom he never knew, but shaped his life incalculably. If speeches would do, we would all make speeches with politicians and professors and priests, but on the last day, we will all either stand bare-headed in God’s winter, or lay in bed, curled in fetal surrender.
2 of Seventeen
The key to the discovery of the name of the next pope, who will be the last, is contained in the deciphering of the code of Benedict’s new mass. In Marginality: Fiction without Fiction I decoded the “tain” of the mass and found a model of the HIV virus and the AIDS disease being used to make the church unholy, at least in the new English translation. Part of the decoding had to do with the RNA and DNA at the heart of the rewriting. I spent several days researching what the DNA could mean in other terms, other than in the writing and rewriting, for I felt it held a clue. And it does. Reading the Book of Daniel was instructive. There it is said
to Daniel in one of his visions that there are seven kings, five are gone, one now reigns, and then one more, who will be for only a short time. I believe the one now reigning is Benedict. To find the name of his successor I studied a list of the names of the members of the College of Cardinals. I looked for men with the letters DNA in their names. There are about a dozen. Two seem the most likely candidates, Cardinal Angelo Soldano, the Dean of the College of Cardinals, and Cardinal Daniel DiNardo, the Archbishop of the GalvestonHouston diocese in the United States. Obviously, both contain the letters DNA in their names. In the method of anti-reading or the reading of the tain that I used to break the mass code in Marginality Parts 1 and 2, which I learned from James Joyce and Jacques Derrida, the study of the names of these two cardinals
reveal many strange things of an evil nature, which I will be analyzing over the next installments of this work. In the Book of Revelation, the tribe of Dan was the only one of the original twelve tribes that was not sealed in chapter 7. That led Hippolytus and others to speculate that the antichrist would come from the tribe of Dan, and some popular presentations have depicted the false prophet, for instance, as Jewish. He is not. The last pope, who will preside over the end of the Catholic Church, is a cardinal now serving it, I believe, in either Rome or Houston. That he is a freemason is probable. That one of the key words from the mass of deconsecration, anal, found in the code, is in his name, is one of the things I have discovered. However, in addition to these two men, every man having the title “cardinal� bears within that title the fateful
convocation of the tribe of Dan as well as the ill-fated combination of letters that refer to death drives, repetitions and the instinct that would take the singular and unique and make it infinitely repeatable, a most monstrous logical event, what a philosopher called “the worst.� That I abhor having to study and write these things is sure, but that I am doing it for Jesus Christ is more sure, as well as the fact that I am doing it for the Church. May God forgive all who hold and teach the Catholic faith.