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Spoilers?
Mmmm, a lot of Americans didn't really seem to dig on Vol. 1. It was vere British, I suppose. Vere earthy. At that point it was all going on "on the ground", so to speak. Everything was %real% - the curtain had been pulled back, but it was all still so...solid. The simulation doesn't start to reveal itself properly until vol. 2, when everything turns into a film. At that point, the series starts to take on a kind of transparency - everything becomes unreal, like an action movie. We start to get the impression that the "war" everyone's fighting might be just as ephemeral as the day to day reality that vol. 1 went to such great pains to tear apart. We begin to see the shape of a larger, grander prison...the ultimate trap.
Or is it a game?
The layers don't stop peeling away....everything reflects everything else like a fractal program.
The trick is jumping off the fractal, off the board, and to see it from above.
Vol 3 was fantastic (inspite of its flaws); finally the Invisibles get the hang of playing the simulation and realise who's moving the pieces...
God, where did that come from? Clearly I miss it, too.
But they're still darting around the supercontext. Check them in their X suits every month or dressed up as that Horus, sorry, I mean Marvel Boy, guy.
Haven't reread it in about a year. Must do that. Thing was, I got so immersed in it at the time - I took it apart in every which way, and it kind of wore me out. By the end I found I didn't need to keep running it. I saw the thing for what it was, got an idea of the shape Grant was trying to describe - the cosmology that informed the thing. Looking back, the whole thing was an unfolded meditation on "as above, so below"...it certainly deepened my understanding of that idea...really grokking the whole universe/mind as fractal deal. Grant really instigated a paradigm shift, and I still blame the Invisibles for activating in my life those evil little shadows of the Lloigor: the 23's.
Wilson couldn't do it, but Edith could. It started to happen the night after reading vol. 3 #5:
"How very clever and special we all are to be making such big magic."
And with that they leapt out of the page and into my life. Little bastards. That night, I had an experience with them that was so fucking weird it still fucks with my head, and convinces me there's something in all this Chaos Magic malarkey.
[ 23-11-2001: Message edited by: Gun Runce ] |
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