ObliviOnanisM: I: Dissolving

by M.O.N.

A profanely mystical work of hyperpurple theory-porn, ObliviOnanisM is an auto-erotic intellectual fiction envisioning the phantastical unending odyssey of a young woman, Gemma, whom you will never know.

98 pages, Paperback

First published November 21, 2012

Reviews

[Nate D · Rating 2 out of 5]

Masturbatory in all senses. Content, style, the degree to which I'd imagine the author enjoyed himself/herself/itself while composing this. It's not exactly a complaint, and essentially every sentence here, resultingly flops in and out of the amazing and the overblown and the totally absurd. Which has its enjoyment. But I'm not convinced that there's much to the sort of intellectualizing carrying out the (admittedly pretty accurately descriptive) back-blurb assertion of "hyper-purple theory porn"). By which I mean that, okay, it's totally theory-porn, but are the theories actually useful outside the porn? We shall see, if I continued to poke at this one. Another quite beautiful dollar-rack find, today, though, so I'm already satisfied as far as that goes.

Later: so the theory may not especially supersede the porn, but I was missing the point to expect it to. The theory all spills from and returns to an autoerotic examination of self and body and so a pornographically close observation and sensation of both is much closer to the heart of the intent here than anything more detached from them. That it always points back to, and, um, penetrates, that center is exactly as it should be. If this sounds like something you would enjoy, you probably will.

[Gnome Books · Rating 5 out of 5]

A small portion of ObliviOnanisM has been published in this lovely volume from Ex Occidente Press, available via Zagava Books (www.zagava.de): TRANSACTIONS OF THE FLESH: A Homage to Joris-Karl Huysmans, Edited by D.P. WATT & PETER HOLMAN.

[L · Rating 2 out of 5]

I really, really wanted to like this book. I tried.

First, let me be perfectly frank: this is a book about a woman using a butt plug. That either is or isn't your thing. I am not a huge erotica fan, but there are some decent works out there. This one had a lot of promise, and could have been one of them -- unfortunately, it falls flat.

There are words in this book that do not belong in this book. A small sampling: titties, yummy, tummy, bunghole. I think an oversaturation of this type of language can work well, but it just seems out of place. Furthermore, there's some stuff regarding nonduality that could have been interesting if expanded upon -- again, I think there are instances when leaving it up to the reader works better than spelling things out, but it seemed gratuitous and out of place, as well. We have all sorts of references in this book, actually, that make no sense other than to serve as masturbatory fodder (literally and figuratively).

Like I said, I tried. But as they say, sometimes a dilated rose-colored bunghole is really just a bunghole.

[Alex Sarll]

With PDFs more than paper books or even ebooks proper, it is easy to find yourself in possession of texts yet have no idea where you found them. This is a case in point - though it fits perfectly with a lot of the Creation Books/Apocalypse Culture stuff I read around the turn of the millennium. Like them, it strives to capture occult psychosexual epiphanies, sometimes succeeding and sometimes failing hilariously - often within the same sentence. It has that desperate seriousness I always think works better in French (cf Wilde's Salome) - in English, you just can't get away with using the word 'ontic' quite this many times in a novella about a buttplug.