In the free play of comparison and simile that is the prerogative of the distortions [redacted] found the exemplary social organization of Ur, which did take the form of a disc, a circular periphery won by generations to hold back the outer dark and establish a dwelling, and such things. As it’s said, that exterior void nonetheless inhabited the center, an original emptiness which held space for the Sacred and the Oncoming and whose name was inscrutable and who dwelled sight unseen. (Such was the status of the Sumerian king – taboo, forbidden, and subject finally to the violent throes of a ritual regicide.) Unknown outside, inscrutable interior: this is the form of things.
[Redacted] pictured the empty center, and remembered the surround, and asked if this wasn’t the shape of a vortex ring, finding flight inverse to a “downward fall,” and a revolving surround to stabilize, quick near the middle, around the void, slow at the edge, nearer the expanse. We are speaking of regicide here, please don’t forget, For is not the king a god divested, reduced, to make the void viable? After the course of seven years, or in other cases eight or sometimes twelve years – in the manner of the Anglosaxon blōt – the regicide commences, in a further freefall that might preserve the momentum and keep right the disc. Upwards, briefly, is a god renewed, and once more divested (a Jesuit background had [redacted] offer along the way: might the essence of the godhead actually be the threshold, the very xtian pain of incarnation?)
After a season of murder, so the record says, and in a further logic of what we will now call “dimensional reduction,” that king is again transmuted, for the microcosm is the macrocosm; yea, for petty cause, the center is offset to a hapless surrogate, now murdered in the king’s place (see Kadomtsev, “Turbulence in Toroidal systems”). Another episode in the life of a pseudo-king, twice divested. One’s mind is “boggled.”
And still today – moreso. In such petty rags, stolen and stolen again, those are your alters, your “UFOs.”