God is gay and the universe hates me
Dec. 13th, 2003 02:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
edenfallingLife is unfair. After staying up late several days in a row to finish Paradise Lost, work on my paper, and study for my history final, I now feel no inclination to sleep even though I must get up for a meeting tomorrow morning. I consider this proof of the inherent perversity of the universe.
Planned to do editing, but was suckered into watching The Simpsons with Carl. It was fun, actually, but I forgot about the editing and nearly forgot to go pick up my returned damage deposit from last year's apartment. I earned $6.75 interest on it -- not a bad rate! But still, no editing. *sigh* I think the problem is that I'm so familiar with the bloody works by now that I just don't want to look at them again, even if it will let me post them and get feedback.
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Question: is it terribly perverse of me to see heaps of slashy subtext in the dialogue between God and his Son in Paradise Lost? They're all, "Everything I do is to give glory to you, oh my beloved [fill in familial relationship]." And then Jesus talks about the day when he will become one with God and be all in God, and God in him, and I was sitting there biting my tongue and trying very hard not to picture them having anal sex.
I can't help wondering about the mechanics, though, seeing as how God is portrayed as sort of invisible and omnipresent -- and therefore kind of bodiless -- and without a body, I'm not sure how you'd have sex. Well, the angels get off by merging their pure, airy essence of being into one, so maybe that's how it goes? (I find the very fact that Milton feels a need to discuss angelic sex vastly amusing.)
Actually, since according to Milton all Chaos is technically God's substance, only without him really paying attention to it -- ie "extending his goodness upon it" or some such -- then when God moves through the Son to create the earth from Chaos, aren't the two of them kind of engaging in sex right there? Or is it all just really complicated masturbation, given that the Son is God, more or less?
I am quite sure this is not how Milton intended people to read his poem.
I also think the idea amuses me far more than it really ought to.
Planned to do editing, but was suckered into watching The Simpsons with Carl. It was fun, actually, but I forgot about the editing and nearly forgot to go pick up my returned damage deposit from last year's apartment. I earned $6.75 interest on it -- not a bad rate! But still, no editing. *sigh* I think the problem is that I'm so familiar with the bloody works by now that I just don't want to look at them again, even if it will let me post them and get feedback.
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Question: is it terribly perverse of me to see heaps of slashy subtext in the dialogue between God and his Son in Paradise Lost? They're all, "Everything I do is to give glory to you, oh my beloved [fill in familial relationship]." And then Jesus talks about the day when he will become one with God and be all in God, and God in him, and I was sitting there biting my tongue and trying very hard not to picture them having anal sex.
I can't help wondering about the mechanics, though, seeing as how God is portrayed as sort of invisible and omnipresent -- and therefore kind of bodiless -- and without a body, I'm not sure how you'd have sex. Well, the angels get off by merging their pure, airy essence of being into one, so maybe that's how it goes? (I find the very fact that Milton feels a need to discuss angelic sex vastly amusing.)
Actually, since according to Milton all Chaos is technically God's substance, only without him really paying attention to it -- ie "extending his goodness upon it" or some such -- then when God moves through the Son to create the earth from Chaos, aren't the two of them kind of engaging in sex right there? Or is it all just really complicated masturbation, given that the Son is God, more or less?
I am quite sure this is not how Milton intended people to read his poem.
I also think the idea amuses me far more than it really ought to.
