Status Updates From Miss MacIntosh, My Darling

I wonder if possible to see the book in the light-dark of esoteric Lemurian time-sorcery.

Miss MacIntosh is a kind of reverse Mary Poppins, vanishing ghosts with a swing of her umbrella. Logical, orderly. She resents electric lights and the new calendar. Esoteric Right Hand path. She's ten and one, representing unity.

Whereas Mr Spitzer and the mother are Lemurian boiling chaos, representing unfoldable duplicity.

Bakker moment:
"So how, as he had many times plaintively, sonorously remarked, could his thoughts be his thoughts — and was not this the death of the individual, this life — was he not his mirrored surrogate, acting in his place and carrying out his will even when he did not know who he was?"

"And darkness was their world, for they had closed their eyes."

The End is near.

"how many times, though trying to find some great pattern or abiding design which would be perfect in spite of all the imperfections of which it was composed, the errors correcting the errors of this illusory life, he had come to the conclusion that he was not real, for reality had forsaken him, and there was no author of our being, or the author was mad"

A 1300 page behemoth and only a third of the way through, MMMD might be my Everest. There isn’t another book like this that dares you to try to read it. It’s relentless. The words, “No” “stop” “don’t” are the top thoughts in my head as I pick through the wreckage that is my mind when I try to read it. My buddy Anthony doesnt believe in those words. He said “no” becomes “yes” eventually.

WOOOOO LETS GO DEEP, OBSESSIVE DESCRIPTION OF HOW CHARACTERS INTERACT IN THEIR OWN LIVES!! WOOO

I think I’ve found a new book to base my entire life around.