... and Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.006: Holy Flying Lasagna!
Who feels hungry?
2016 AO*, March 29 - 3182 YOLD, Discord 15 - 5776 AM, Adar II 19 -
1395 SH, Farvardin 10 - 1422 BS, Choitro 15 - 6016 AL, March 29 - ...
Just when you thunked the food on your plate looked ... well, a little late, it seems some shifty Acapulco Gold diggers stumbled upon a dodecahedron-shaped treasure chest, buried five feet deep in the dunes of Monterey Bay. All twelve pentagons appeared adorned with Sacred Chao's, with one functioning as a combination lock. After rotating the symbol dial, alternating 10-1-11-11-9-18-19-7 going left then right - a sequence exciphered by applying the prettiest Maybe Logic - the chest creaked open and turned out to contain Robert Anton Wilson's long lost manuscript for an Erisian cookbook, quite aptly titled Holy Flying Lasagna and further Random Chance Kitchen Kitscheries. Well, maybe.
Actually, no. Not even close to maybe.
Yet - and per haps - one may always hope. Two may yearn even more, esp:cially when followed directly by three, in this particularly fastidious case. However, no reason to stop reading, as the intention never came to mind to take all the Amsterjam out of your donut, replace it with second hand vapour and sell the empty sugar-glazed torus on the streets of the dimly red-lit district to some ignorant optimist. No. Not even close to that.
Closer to the final edit, from a more resourcable lie, the illuminating news recently came to surface, that a closely knit group of omnipotent visionaries and other even less impotent members of Colorado's Grand Intersection Lodge refurnished the Temple of the Wink in the Triangle and refurbished some of Bob's old recipes.
Thence, Hilaritas Press grew "out of a desire to keep the books of Robert Anton Wilson in print and to fulfill Bob’s wish to provide for his children, something that during his life was difficult when authors typically receive less than ten percent of the money generated by their work."[source] Whence then, Hilaritas ... ? According to Bob himself, who tells us he got this term from The Cantos where Ezra Pound mentions that the Byzantine philosopher Plethon reminds us how "we can recognize gods by their outstanding hilaritas," referring to their apparent cheerfulness.[source]
Then, yet again, as sampled from the site:
"Publishing rights to nineteen of Robert Anton Wilson’s books have reverted to the RAW Trust which will republish these books in the coming months through the Trust’s new publishing house, Hilaritas Press. Like many authors, Bob had, shall we say, a colorful relationship with his publishers. With the advent of new publishing technologies, Bob’s family (the RAW Trust) is eager to offer new and improved editions of these nineteen books. We are going word-by-fnord through each book, and finding a number of needed corrections (mostly typos), as well as improving, when possible, book graphics. While editing, we are keeping in mind Bob’s observation from Prometheus Rising, “Wilson’s Tenth Law: no matter how many times a writer proofs a book, hostile critics will always find at least one error that he missed.”"
Whether hostile or neophile, either both or neither, it sounds like a challenge. Let us dive in to see if we can dig up at least one, shall we?
serving raw, keeping it flying
* AO or "Anno Occidentalis" instead of AD or Anno "Domini"
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in chaos to create order,
click there to visit rawilson.com
to pull a Cosmic Trigger, pull this finger
Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.001, click here
Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.002, click here
Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.003, click here
Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.004, click here
Bob's Our Uncle - node 23.005, click here
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all text, apart from the quoted:
ⓦ Satyr Barbarossa (cc) 2016
.: amor hilaritasque et lasagna :.
