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(Hippocrates, On Virgins=VIII.466-70 Littré. G) As a result of visions, many people choke to death, more women than men, for the nature of women is less courageous and is weaker. . . When these places are filled with blood, shivering sets in with fevers. They call these 'erratic fevers'. When this is the state of affairs, the girl goes crazy because of the violent inflammation, and she becomes murderous because of the decay and is afraid and fearful because of the darkness. The girls try to choke themselves because of the pressure on their hearts; their will, distraught and anguished because of the bad condition of the blood, forces evil on itself. In some cases the girl says dreadful things: [the visions] order her to jump up and throw herself into wells and drown, as if this were good for her and served some useful purpose When a girl does not have visions, a desire sets in which compels her to love death as if it were a form of good. My prescription is that when virgins experience this trouble, they should cohabit with a man as quickly as possible. If they become pregnant, they will be cured. If they don't do this, either they will succumb at the onset of puberty or a little later, unless they catch another disease. |
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I am preparing to hit Finnegans Wake again, but I am reading some books on Joyce before hand. A guy at the bar in NO recommended "The Skeleton Key to Finnegans Wake" so I will go looking this weekend. |
from A Gentleman's "The Laws of Etiquette," 1836. "Take care, however, that your hair be not of one colour and your whiskers of another; and let your wig be large enough to cover the whole of your red or white hair. "It is evident, therefore, that though a man may be ugly, there is no necessity for his being shocking. Would that all men were convinced of this! I verily believe that if Mr. -- in his walking-dress, and Mr. -- in his evening costume were to meet alone, in some solitary place, where there was nothing to divert their attention from one another, they would expire of mutual hideousness. If you have any defect, so striking and so ridiculous as to procure you a nickname then indeed there is but one remedy --renounce society." --- "Your first duty at the table is to attend to the wants of the lady who sits next to you, the second, to attend to your own. In performing the first, you should take care that the lady has all that she wishes, yet without appearing to direct your attention too much to her plate, for nothing is more ill-bred than to watch a person eating. If the lady be something of a gourmande, and in ever-zealous pursuit of the aroma of the wing of a pigeon, should raise an unmanageable portion to her mouth, you should cease all conversation with her, and look steadfastly into the opposite part of the room." --- When any member of a family is dead, it is customary to send intelligence of the misfortune to all who have been connected with the deceased in relations of business or friendship. The letters which are sent contain a special invitation to assist at the funeral. An invitation of this sort should never he refused, though, of course, you do not send a reply, for no other reason that I know of, excepting the impossibility of framing any formula of acceptance. You render yourself at the house an hour or two after the time specified. If you were to sit long in the mournful circle you might be rendered unfit for doing any thing for a week. Your dress is black, and during the time of waiting you compose your visage into a "tristful 'haviour," and lean in silent solemnity upon the top of your cane, thinking about--last night's party. This is a necessary hypocrisy, and assists marvellously the sadness of the ceremony. ... You walk with the others into the church, where service is said over the body. It is optional to go to the grave or not. When you go away, you enter your carriage and return to your business or your pleasures. A funeral in the morning, a ball in the evening, '--so runs the world away.'" |
I identify with this one the most. heather that was mildly erotic. |
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did i say anything about your buffet menu being mildly erotic? NO!!!!!! so shut it alright! the descrptions she posts, sounds like a a 19th century diagnosis *hysteria* of women and orgasms. |
i still think you find a lot of odd things mildly erotic, though. |
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patrick's reaction was justified i think i find the library erotic did i just tell you that? shame on me. |
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Agatha: "i agree that it sounded like orgasms." It's not the passage that's illogical. |
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the passage IS illogical in a modern context. i have nothing to do with what agatha said. |
YEAH. WE USED TO KILL YOU FOR THAT SHIT. BE HAPPY. GET THE FUCK BACK INTO THE KITCHEN. |
it's about virgins, and blood staying contained. the idea that menstruation cannot begin if a woman hasn't had sex. but it does anyway, and can't escape, and she goes crazy with the pressure of the blood and fever and infection. they go crazy have visions that tell them to drown themselves it is SCIENCE!!! |
Can a woman's hyman be broken if they just masturbate w/o penetration? |
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and knew neither color nor light until the moon rose and the skull rolled onto my unencumbered shoulders I could see again with the terrible sight of an unwounded Cyclops The hands I found buried under the sands of my sympathies The spine I discovered in a holey sack of maidens' tears and children's adjurations I pieced myself together so pleased to know I was at last a complete monster |
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come on you'll like it come on] |
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Lately I suck at responding to emails. My apologies to those concerned. |
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