“NOT HURTING ANYONE’S FEELINGS”

It was Jordan Maxwell who said that while he talked about religion because the people who believe in it become so emotionally entrenched that it becomes very hard for anyone who doesn’t believe in it to say anything about it. He needed to say that because his work, very early on, would let people know the truth that religion have been set in place by human factors, not divine ones. No god has ever written anything down here. At least in the past, this has never been allowed to happen. Any historical evidence points to the fact that none of the Biblical events ever truly happened and that all scriptures have been compiled by scribes who did indeed discern a Law for themselves, and they did indeed feel that it was the Law of Heaven that they’d pass on and are honoured of formulating. These scribes or high-priests, (brahmans, masons …), or ‘emissaries of the divine’, were themselves aiming to transcend the human condition and eventually leave this tragic secular place of suffering and delusion. They were primarily passing on knowledge from times immemorial orally, to chosen adepts, (disciples, students …) who then became initiates into the esoteric/secret ‘mysteries’. If they did write something down, they crafted their manuscripts in narrative code, mostly using easy-to-grasp stories (some of which were already of great antiquity and which they only modified/modernised), in order to

1. avoid persecution or castigation if the writings were ever captured by brutal ignorants or the hopelessly profane, because, taken literally, these texts were hiding the inner and higher meanings and merely telling folk tales

2. allow those who in earnest study those texts, to continuously elevate themselves according to their attained level of wisdom, since the compiling of the texts was done in such a skilled way that it had different meanings on different levels and new truths contained therein would continuously reveal themselves to the sincere student as they kept improving themselves

while 3. due to the rather solid nature of using encoded stories, those utterly serious fountains of knowledge embedded therein were not prone to be watered down with falsehoods while being passed down over many future generations. Alteration of the fundamentals they were conveying would have been catastrophic since any serious discernment of the Law required the universal truths embedded in the texts to remain forever pure and untouchable.

In this light, the 3. reason appears to have been the main incentive for cultivators like the Essenes sect and other early Christians, to compile a whole new set of scriptures that laid down the Law in a more ‘modern’, ‘pure’ and ‘unspoilt’ manner. It was obviously felt strongly that the accumulated volume of the over 1500 year old Hebrew Law transmission had become too cluttered, complex and impure to allow future cultivators to attain completion, or perhaps to even cultivate at all with them. They also clearly had a take on the political-territorial bias that got strangely infused into some of the stories. Thus, the Canon of Jesus, the Christ was born, a canon that was so well written and awe-inspiring that many future generations of millions upon millions of people – as well as the entire culture of the West – were to take it as a source book and as their guideline to cultivate or elevate and morally better themselves.

Now, there was a dividing line between the inside knowledge of the Law (the esoteric or mystic view of reality) and between the official and publicly imparted knowledge of the Law (the exoteric or dogmatic ‘guided’ perception of ‘reality’). Those who don’t take the tell tales in the Scriptures to be literal accounts of worldly events, but regard them as nuggets of secret Information that had the ability to guide their students to higher realms of reality and possibly allow them entrance into the gates of heaven through Consummation (Spiritual Perfection) – those were called Gnostics, or “Seekers of Truth”. All brotherhoods and masonic lodges, as long as they discern ‘goodness’ or ‘compassion’ in their Law, can be regarded as that, really. Seekers of Gnosis. And if their level of knowledge penetrated even deeper into the past and the ultimate truth about the human body, into talk about everlasting life, elixir, alchemy, yin yang duality, supernatural and divine powers, the third eye, pineal gland, etc, then they’d form the innermost core inside that particular canon and were the true cultivators of old and of today. For the most part, they don’t partake in or reveal themselves in the world that we, on a day-to-day level are a part of. They would usually cultivate in recluse and do this with utmost sincerity.

If, on the other hand, the texts were imparted and compiled for the general public, only the literal meaning was meant to be seen in them (during hard-core inquisition this was even law-enforced through death and torture). Any hidden meanings were only to be discerned on your own, at most. Early Christians strongly advised to read their texts not at all literally. While the Political Powers of the Official Church later on silenced and excommunicated those original voices and brainwashed the Masses to do exactly just that.

In other words, the public, official imparting of Heaven’s Law – with all its systematic arrangements of how the masses can both benefit as well as being kept at stake – was then what we today regard as ‘religion’ (it makes sense for me to see this phenomenon not in a sinister or cynical but in an upright, dialectic way, since both good and evil co-exist here and there’s obviously always the matter of an individual’s own choice, also known as our ‘free will’). Religion, therefore, does not ‘save’ any one person, nor by itself will tell you any of the ‘real truths’ or by itself – by maybe following some of its strict rituals – will let you transcend to any higher realms. It will primarily serve the purpose to keep the sheep in a more or less virtuous state and to allow anyone with higher morals and character to become ennobled and possibly ‘holy’.

Any ‘upright’ religion teaches people to be Good as supposed to be Bad. And the stories that make up their canon are written in such a way that people from all walks of life will have a fair chance to understand what exactly does it mean to be either good or bad, and which choices they’d have to make in order to become even ‘better and ‘better’.

There is a quick fix for those who simply can’t believe what myself and others have been saying about the human construct of religion and her name is Acharya S. The book “The Christ Conspiracy” does not only dismantle any claims of Christianity that their god or saviour ever existed, but she does that even for the entirety of all Jewish claims to be following divinely imparted Laws and precepts. Her tongue is so piercing that it cuts like a blade and her claims so well-founded and backed-up that they do seem impossible to dismiss. In short, it seems highly unlikely that any of the Biblical stories, King David, Solomon, Moses, Joseph, St. Mary, etc, up to Jesus Christ and the 12 Apostles, ever truly happened, nor that any of those characters ever truly existed. They are merely inventions and they’ve been created with a certain system and purpose and have an extraordinary mountain of knowledge behind them. That’s the reality of it and one must be a fool to not be able to see it. There really aren’t any feelings to be hurt here, or at least not any real ones.

One thing to note, though. There have been many religions inspiring and guiding man. While we’ve merely looked into the main Western ones, we don’t find it too difficult to deduct the same for all the other religions as well. Could it be that also Buddha Shakyamuni never existed. We’d say, there’s a good chance that he never did. What’s certain, though, is that Mithras, Thoth, Isis, Semiramis, Krishna, Quetzalcoatl, Zeus, Persephone, etc, all tell the same stories, only the names of the characters have changed and maybe some of the settings and details.The story of Christ, like the story of Noah, is something that can be found in almost any culture.

And for those who think that they’ve known this all along and therefore always shied away from religion: what man believes to be true is always subject to certain belief systems. And modern Empirical Science, while it claims to be not a religion, is certainly nothing other than that. In fact, it is the most successful of all religions, insofar as people believe their views are ‘provable’ and based on and supported by all of their surrounding physical reality. It is not so.

All of your reality will inevitably be shaped according to your original perceptions. Once, for instance, the world is viewed as a set of random occurrences and measured accordingly, resulting evidence will begin to support this. While a view that everything around us is created and follows a higher law will create the evidence that that’s the way how things truly are. Only those who’re given a Set of Laws and Guidelines of Perception that hold true universally, over long stretches of time and over a large range of levels and dimensions, will have a chance to re-adjust their views and perceptions accordingly and will gain a truer and more accurate picture of the universe and the tangible reality around them. This is what Gnostics are doing. And it’s simply called, since times immemorial, Cultivation. Only true cultivation is therefore a science in a true sense.

Which brings us to today’s entries.

Original CARTOON

I’ve been doing this Muhammad cartoon a few years back after the Powers had orchestrated an outcry against Muslim hypocrisy. Muhameddan believers apparently got upset because some secular cartoonist supposedly depicted their holy Prophet in an ‘unfitting’ manner. A whole army of liberal cartoonists then went to work (presumably under the protective umbrella of sinister UNO ‘liberalisation’) and publicly attacked this Muslim hypocrisy. But their take, without exception, always centred on taking the piss about religious fanatism in general. Not one of them questioned the underlying flaw of any belief system. Or the fanatism that comes from the blind belief in science, for instance.

Now, I’ve been saying on many occasions that the most effective way to control a large group of people is to hook into people’s beliefs on the one hand (Neptune, astrologically speaking) and people’s intimacy on the other (Pluto, astrologicaly speaking). The first hook establishes the Official Line that everybody (as long as he deems himself to be an integral part of such society, functioning and accepted) adheres to, writes PhD papers on and holds discussions about. They get married through not diverging from this line and establish business contacts. The whole society, under such control, is tightly knit and malleable.

The belief system issuing agency meanwhile needs to operate behind the scenes and in secrecy, to be effectively upholding the Grand Scheme, unbeknownst to the general public and increasingly harder to detect as the generations of moulded populace relies more and more on the truman show reality that had been created around them. Our Secret Services call this today ‘Perception Management’ and it had been tested and brought to perfection by ‘research societies’ like the Soviet Union, German Democratic Republic and China, before it had been rolled out in its most unsuspecting and on the surface moderate and indulging method, into our present-day NWO society. Which right away ties in with manipulating our experience and perception of Intimacy and Merging, which directly affects all of our emotional ties and our day-to-day emotional games and pastimes. Psychology has been researching this to perfection until about the 60’s, 70’s, upon which the public realm, of course, had to be left in the dark about it. The bottom line is that Conditioning works, and it works perfectly at that. Since our intimacy is the most secret and most ‘embarrassing’ of our human traits, hooking into it allows to control social interaction and game-play in the most secretive and sinister manner. No one will ever know … what you touch, when and how. And most importantly, why you do it. And how that makes you feel. While of course, bugs do know, even in bathrooms, and all duly record it.

Let’s be honest. In todays farcical consumerist culture – who would not lie to you? Who would still dare to honestly tell you the truth? Even if they did, would you believe them? No, you wouldn’t. All of it has become a ‘one-voice-system’. This so-called ‘culture’ has been crafted so efficiently as to use any possible weakness of your character, any possible transgression or omission of the Law, so that it can bring you down forever and completely. It’s futile for me to talk about it other than the mere mention. Look it up yourself and dig your head in. It’s not entirely secret, although of course, deeply buried in thousands times over clownesque charades and blathering stupidities. Truth can’t just be given to you. It has got to be earnestly discerned. It appears to be an universal law and there does not seem to be a way around it. Why? Because if it is not you who sees the truth, who is able to distinguish the pearls from the fish eyes, then who would it be who chooses his future? Would it still be a matter of free will? So that seems to be the issue.

Coming back to the cartoon. Back then, the original cartoon got the attention of the New Yorker, who I’d sent it as an ‘intellectual rescue mission’. They presumably liked many facets of the original ideas, like Jesus with hair loss talking to a fat meditating Buddha while holding a joint, Abraham / Moses looking himself into the mirror while being protected from the sun by a corporate logo-studded umbrella, or Krishna unsuccessfully impressing the conversing Model-type nude girls with playing the flute and a huge hard-on. They probably even acknowledged the fact that I particularly chose not to give any imagery of the original founder of Islam, but merely hinted at his well-being and segregated state of bliss with a yacht, happy dolphins and a bunch of beautiful and relaxed-talking women.

About ten years later, the whole topic had to be looked again for two reasons. One is that only recently I understood the full extent of deception that went on through the strategic use of religion in the successful governance of this human place. And two – I’m in the process of learning traditional painting and wanted to use the original cartoon as a blueprint to work on. As for the technique, I’m not too happy about it, but unfortunately, that’s just my present stage. I’m not as good as I want to be yet and I’m certainly someone who acknowledges his limitations. Maybe in the future I’ll do a third version. But for now (since I’m also into Numismatics lately), this is being published as the official “Muhammad Cartoon Re-strike”, or the “Jesus Cracks a Joke Re-strike”. A few things have been added and clarified that haven’t been there in the original version and by the virtue of that, even though I’m not happy with the painting technique, this version is of course, much better.

Jesus Cracks a Joke Re-strike

Alchemy

But since, as we’ve learned, it is not only Beliefs but also Intimacy that define people’s bearing and take on life, (both of them give them their ultimate ‘purpose’ – “We give people a purpose” – Mao Tse Tung), I also wanted to share with you another piece of imagery that I’ve been working on for quite a while and use it to explain some more things about our present culture and about the way how we have been led astray when it comes to see and hear things. I call this image “Alchemy” and show this in the tradition of other odd/awkward imagery that had been produced by artist who happened to be initiates to the mysteries over the ages, and of which some I have used for many draft ads and of which I’ll be talking more about, and in more depth, in our forthcoming draft issue (Issue 007 – “Pseudo Reality”).

Vatican Sculpture saying in Greek “Saviour of the World”

Two mythology / cultivation images from around the world

draft Magazine AD

Those who don’t know anything about internal alchemy or inner secrets of the body will see this image purely literally. “Huh Hu – a man is holding a naked woman by her hair while sticking two fingers into her mouth and while she’s peeing herself”. That’s their level of wisdom. And in the face of the present pest of all-round pornography and what kids are exposed to until they have their first tattoo and major sexual fuck-up, I’m happy to serve the purpose of adding a contribution to these matters and giving people something to laugh and to talk about.

Others will use their conditioned notions like Feminism, (‘installed’ into the public mind by Rockefeller and consorts after long and systematic preparations through Victorian suffrogates and hyped ‘talented’ female intellectual voices) to get their ‘feelings’ hurt.

While still others will have their chauvinist pre-conceptions satisfied.

All of them are wrong, you see. What this picture describes is simply the Alchemical process of merging Fire and Water, Sulfur and Mercury, The White Lion and the Red Eagle, a process that has been talked about in secrecy over the millennia and that had to be discerned by adepts on their own through heavily enshrouded imagery and unbearable verbal outpourings. The bottom line of such internal Alchemy is that it simply uses the friction between the opposing Yin and Yang forces that are inherently present in every human body, whether male (Yang) or female (Yin), and the present image is encoding this process into a language that I think is appropriate for today’s culturally conditioned people (There is of course an added zest of tongue-in-cheek humour that can be found a lot in my work, provided your feelings aren’t getting hurt before you get to that :). Many living beings can be born with such an Alchemical process, as well as Elixir be formed, the Elixir of Immortality to be specific, whatever that means for today’s people and however much they might jerk off and laugh about it.

So that’s Alchemy for you, then. Only fools like Isaac Newton, apparently, went down to the local drug store in order to buy their vital ingredients. Others were more certainly insightful and managed to prolong their life, staying young longer, while maybe still others have indeed managed to accomplish the Great Work, and become an Immortal. Anyone seen the Count of Saint Germain lately?

But of course, like smoking Diviner’s Sage (Salvia Divinorum), or chewing Fly Agaric (Amanita Muscara) – all of which does indeed work and the latter one seems to have played an important secret part in our Western tradition and is firmly embedded into Jewish and Christian scriptures – any of these methods are merely considered Folk traditions, or ‘small worldly paths’, among the the larger community of cultivators and their attainment statuses can in no way be compared to those of the Great Ways of the Buddha and the Dao schools, the two main cultivation systems in the world.

And that’s I think it for me. I haven’t posted any major entry for a long time, mainly because I’m busy with doing other things (writing a book on money and numismatics and learning to properly paint). And with whatever I do, I first have to clear up the meddling deities of persecution before I can get down to the tasks at hand. The next draft issue is certainly happening and I’m uploading a sneak cover preview for that on the website. There will be many things in there that you don’t easily have a chance of knowing. Masonic operations behind the last three Christian empires will be discussed, as well as Nasa deceptions and Eric Dubai’s Flat earth theory. Salt and Water will be revealed as one of Reality’s hot topics by talking about Peter Ferreras work. A rare 17th century Alchemical illustrations book will be featured. Saturn and the holographic matrix connected to the Hexagram will be touched on. And a discussion about why Psychology can’t heal you and why and where it faces its limitations in the light of much much higher truths. Which will then tie into why most new age adherents are nothing other than more NWO agents, meant to further deceive you. Tantra, yoga, mindfulness, pilates and all that. Give us a break. Even organic food and co-operatives are taking the piss on behalf of Z***, only you don’t know it and are led to believe that there are still powers who only have the best interests in mind for you, and who really want you to succeed. Succeed at what? That’s the important question and it’s called Pseudo Reality. Reality that is not Reality but a conjured up joke meant to destroy you. Not easy to swallow. But hey, why be so emotional?

Not wanting to hurt anyone’s feelings.

Over and out.

Reinhard Schleining

London, Summer 2018

WHAT IS SEX?

[ a little experimental essay on something rather enormous ]

this goes to prove that in a multi-dimensional cosmos where every particle is consistently changing and causes consequent changes in this way to the multitude of time-spaces and dimensional planes, one shall never say “never” ever again. so in spite of my reluctance to produce any more ‘non-fiction’ work (with the exception of such sudden eruptions as the ‘bits and pieces of truth’ piece recently), i’ve come to try my hands on a paper about human sexuality for the ‘made known’ issue of draft magazine.

below are the illustrations i inserted to give some tonal backdrop. it’s not only formally challenging but the content raises, we feel, questions that can hardly be more profound.

all this and much more in the latest edition of draft magazine.

pick it up, order or download it. read or dismiss it. scold or give something back.

thanks and enjoy :]

 

london, october 2012

CHILDREN

the matrix booklet is now also available for portable readers on amazon. very exciting. i’ve never found myself having come up with a product that would’ve caused such defense mechanisms in people. but i just love the cute little thing and very much enjoyed re-editing over its details.

looking at it with a bit of the distance that comes with time (i started working on it back in 2004), the underlying content is, i suppose, fairly devastating to all those living in complete denial. as my poet friend paul said the other day, “all the ugliness and ignorance in this world can be brought down to child abuse, really. everything else are just the glittering sparkles on the surface of a lake.”

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it’s £ 1 £/ $/ € (plus vat, strangely enough for ebooks!) depending on where you live. i’ve also used this opportunity to experiment a bit with pricing policies. generally i feel that books shall keep their value, preferrably increase them (they do, as abebooks and some of the specialised vintage market-stalls run by true ‘gnostics’ prove). the tendency to inflate them with ridiculous print runs and distribution and marketing frenzies obviously can’t do justice to the true value of knowledge and wisdom. with ebooks, the situation changes only insofar as there are no print and dsitribution costs but the value of information still stays the same. so to stay about 20 – 50 % below the hardcopy sales price makes a lot of sense to me.

on the other hand, some products are just special and perhaps can be easily priced rather metaphorically in such an electronic environment. that’s why i’ve chosen the 1 ‘unit’ option for now. let’s see …

 

london, 31st may 2011

LOVE_ETC

a BOOK! well – this eventually came together during the past couple of weeks and i suppose it makes a lot of sense. five years of fictional work packaged into a nicely polished and concise product. as most people who know me know, i’m innately detesting any form of ‘hype’ and will therefore market this carefully and slowly (if one can even call that marketing :) – with people i meet, shops i run into, the almost primal systemic workings of ‘word-of-mouth’ – as well as any other opportunities for public exposure i naturally stumble upon …

as a further illustration reference (but also because i think this is one of the maddest images i’ve done to this day) – i’ve decided to put the actual artwork online whose purpose was to combine all seven different angles of the book into one key visual …

LOVE_ETC

for more info go to the book’s official site —> LOVE ETC


SALON KITTY

[a contemplative review. appeared in FLUX magazine 65: ‘sex, lifestyle, death’]

SERIOUS FREAK SEX

 

THIS IS A serious movie. Very serious. Quite sad, in a way, that it has somehow ended up in the ‘porn’ pigeonhole, or even in the so hysterically called ‘exploitation’ niche (as if the rest of the movie industry were in fact based on altruism :). This complete misconception certainly stems from the nerve it hits, which with its dark, shocking cocktail of power and sex reverberates deeply in our collective psyche, so that people could easily feel intimidated, even ashamed of themselves, for possibly opening up to it – perhaps even liking it – and they therefore have to resort to scapegoating it instead. Another reason could be its blatant political impact, its shrill post-68 outcry of anger against a continuously repressive environment, which might have been simply ‘too much’ for many political corners and therefore reason enough to belittle and suppress it.

In any case, for those who haven’t seen the film, briefly the plot: In a 1936 Berlin, the Nazis have the splendid idea to set up a high-class brothel, in order to spy on its clients and gather all sorts of embarrassing information about them. The idea involves not to use professional hookers and then train them in ‘intelligence’ but instead to opt for girls, as suggested by ‘himself’, the Fuhrer, who display an unshakeable faith in national socialist ideology – and then train them in both, servicing sex and sucking off vital political clues. So far, all of this actually happened. Brass then wrote a story of true love in-between where one of the girls, Margherita, falls for a German pilot and he really falls for her, too. But he’s subsequently being annihilated by the Nazis after telling his lover about his decision to surrender to truth instead of killing another bunch of people for a mere political lie. This is all centred around the strangely elevated power freak Wallenberg who’s in charge of setting up the whole thing. Within his underlying, secret belief not in ideology at all but purely in power, he also feels that he can find love through blackmail and sexual enslavement. In the end, as it is usually the case with power, the sword has always got two sides and it is only a matter of time until it eventually turns against him.

With Salon Kitty Tinto Brass unfolds an eerie tale of messed-up and messing-up people, stuck in their manmade human tragedies, as they play along ‘games’ related to power, in a world of blind belief, hatred and fear. The naked human, whether physical or psychological, is the canvas upon which the wickedness and perversion of the political agenda unfolds. The seamless interweaving of cabaret songs, seedy boudoirs, Nazi stuff, true love and ‘fucked-up’, explicit sex scenes is absolutely priceless. As a director, Brass’ psychological insights and attention to emotional details are staggering and not many in the industry can claim to see equally far – or deep for that matter (except perhaps someone like Todd Solondz with HappinessPalindromes and Storytelling or Julia Davis with her powerful British comedy series Human Remains and Nighty Night).

FRAMEWORK FOR FUCKING

THE MOST FRIGHTENING aspect of Salon Kitty is its depiction of how sex can be ‘institutionalised’ so bloody easily, in order to meet any whatsoever surreal political ends. If it hasn’t already been before, in a movie like this it becomes perfectly clear again that romantic / sexual love is the ultimate system-subversive trait of us humans and therefore has to be carefully kept in check. Sex / love can be ‘allowed’ or ‘sanctioned’ only within a particular framework for fucking which political (slash religious) systems hand down to its people. Of course, somewhere down the line, love in itself is such a deep-rooted force that it always has to be at least insinuated as an incentive to carry on with our lives. Like winning the lottery, it is the dream-come-true for those of us who’re really ‘lucky’ in life, whilst in reality it hasn’t got much to do with luck at all, but mainly emotional health, confidence and maturity. But even health and maturity, in a screwed-up, viciously grinding-away system, does not guarantee fulfilment of such an actually modest human need. You could easily end up on a meat hook instead (like Margherita’s lover) because your jealous comrades scapegoat you for their own political and therefore personal failure. Or quite literally as a ‘hooker’, a neurotic repetitor, if you erratically attempt to escape the world of your brainwashed parents. Since whether you do what they tell you or just the complete opposite doesn’t make much difference in terms of the psycho-mechanical laws of destiny.

The scene where the women are being lined up in the huge Nazi gym, saluting naked with Heil Hitlers, before the SS guys are marched in to test their feasibility for providing uninhibited sexual favours, while the ‘authorities’ play some demented propaganda tunes on the grand Steinway, is easily one of the most startling I’ve ever seen. It is being closely followed by another one (censored for most of the movie’s history) where some of the girls undergo further testing in sterile, kafkaesque prison cells, having to please all sorts of ‘real freaks’ in order to show their blind determination to the political cause. Sometimes, having been born into a ‘liberate’ climate, the impact of blatant political force is quite easy to forget. And yet, even today, in a way we still are trapped in a world of sexual / emotional abuse – and that is exactly the deep nerve this movie is hitting. Only that today, instead of concentration campssocialism / communism / dictatorship and brainwashing / propaganda, the abuse is being masqueraded as broken homes,capitalism / consumerism or one of the many other contemporary ways of abuse / prostitution for economic, corporate, personal, political, intellectual – or even religious ‘causes’.

But the most underlying message of Salon Kitty is how power, in the end, will always be corrupting people, why power is so attractive to already corrupted people in the first place – and above all, why it is so incredibly sad, for power-freaks having to resort to killing, breaking and raping in order to create the illusion that they are being loved by someone (or even by many, haha) – although they deep down bloody well know that this is not at all the case. Obviously, there is an element of power involved in any form of sexual attraction – taken, being taken et cetera – but the separation between sex and love, in other words the assertion of power to achieve intimacy with another person, is psychologically an irresolvable dilemma. Perversion, or better ‘deterioration from core humanity’ (for when it comes to sex itself, according to Brass, there is no such thing as perversion) is without a doubt the ugliest manifestation of our tragic human condition. Its mechanics compel that anything healthy and pure must be defiled and destroyed in order to keep the dream / madness alive, feed it with ever more blood and despair.

Perhaps therefore the movie for its time did go too far, and this is the reason, why after his hassle with trying to make Caligula work, Brass left any political messages completely aside in his later work, almost overnight, in order to put his attention entirely on sex itself with the production of real, honest Erotica in which he purposefully avoids “using sex as a metaphor for something else”. For such a talented person as Brass this must have been quite a radical step to take. But in another way also probably quite a reasonable one. Sexuality has just been repressed for too long throughout our history and keeping this repression alive is what provides some of the strongest hooks for any system built mainly on power. What is therefore needed, more than anything else before ‘real’ political awareness can happen, is plain simply sexual / emotional healing. And this is exactly what Tinto Brass’ later work offers. The permission to explore sexual / emotional self-expression for those of us who’re kind of stuck in boring or otherwise institutionalised love lives. Once we are free to open up fully to the right person, at the right time, without getting hurt or abused or otherwise ‘fucked’, we can still dig out another movie milestone from the dusty archive, Michelangelo Antonioni’s incredible Zabriskie Point (which is, interestingly enough for such a cinematographic masterpiece, very difficult to get hold of at the time of writing) and proceed with matters of personal political responsibility from there.


 

London, April 2008
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