It was only when I watched the video below that I realized that the three stories are, in order, about obliteration, revelation and love.
There’s a lot more in the book on all three.
- The Olympos/Zeus/lightning story is on page 99.
- There’s more Zeus and obliteration on page 18.
- There’s some splendid Jerry Lee Lewis and destruction on page 9.
- You’ll find a reference to creating and destroying worlds on page 76.
- And see page 50 for search and destroyers.
Life is born outside reason. I am not your facts. Why not? Because the facts are never the end of the story. It is always possible to reveal what is by means of what is not – something that leaves the world that has been set up for us way behind. So let’s say it again. The hit throws us into the drama – that which puts things (and us) in their place and gives them life. Then we have to be true to it. How to do that? By entering the world that the hit reveals. (page 113)
You might say, with Hamlet (or Sam Spade), ‘I have that within which passeth show.’ But what if it’s all a show, one that conceals and reveals at the same time?
Well, perhaps what it means is this: that we’re here just to be hit and pass it on. And here’s the trick (which is to say, the truth): Go after it and it will come through – unpindownable, unstoppable, life itself, rock’n’roll. (page 52)
Everything comes out of the hit, the first and only gift. All those rainbow hues and vast vistas spread out before us, the great journey through them, knowledge and fear, codes and decodes, forms and deforms; and the still, silent point, undeniable, ungraspable, pulling us in, love and sacrifice. (page 55)
Living up to a reality has its dangers. Nothing is so demanding and less forgiving, especially when the power that feeds it is itself excessive, one that recognises no limits.
This is the very ecstasy of love,
Whose violent property fordoes itself
And leads the will to desperate undertakings.
Yes, we’re talking about love – but not sweet love and certainly not sweet nuthin’s. This is love that screws you. (page 33)
When you’ve been hit, the game of love and disguise begins. (page 62)
Out of the shadow comes love, a circle that doth restless move. And what is it to love? To give oneself. In ancient days, poets would go into battle with the warriors, urging them to courage and great deeds. They were opening up worlds. This can still be done. It can always be done. (page 139)