Sunday 29 December 2019

Monday, 23 December 2019, Pages 598 - 599

We stopped at "... on fattafottafutt." (599.8)

Our next reading session will be in 2020 on the 6th of January at the usual time. Till then have a good time and a good beginning to the next decade!

The section we read is very dense with hidden meanings. (We had read previously of HCE and ALP sleeping, and then of the breaking of the dawn.) Let us look at a few of these sentences and their possible interpretations:
- You have eaden fruit. (Thinking in terms of the garden of Eden, of Adam and Eve, of the apple, one could say that the person, HCE (?) has reached enlightenment.)
- It was a long, very long, a dark, very dark, ... stumble-tumbling night. . . Now day, slow day, from delicate to divine, divides. (This refers to the traditional view of creation and destruction. The period of destruction lasts long.)
- Padma, brighter and sweetster, this flower that bells, it is our hour or risings. (In the Hindu mythology, creation takes place when the supreme god Vishnu wakes up with the urge for creation. A Padma (lotus flower) emerges from his navel on which the creator god Brahma is seated. (See the painting below!) The creation of the universe starts. It is our hour of risings!
- In that earopean end meets Ind. (Joseph Campbell explains: "This is the moment of Sandhyas, when the opposites come together. Europe and India, empirical knowledge and intuitive wisdom, are now one.")
(A miniature painting from the Pahari region, Master painter from Mankot, 1700/20,
Museum Rietberg, Zürich)

Sunday 15 December 2019

Monday, 9 December 2019, Pages 595 - 596

Our reading stopped at "... parasama to himself..." (596.24)

After the sunrise, we (?) are taken on a tour of the area. Some of the places we see are Howth (Hill of Hafid), various counties of Ireland, among them Kerry (curries) and Kilkenny (kilalooly), Wellington's monument (vellumtomes muniment), ... Someone (HCE?) is still sleeping (svap) though the cock crows (Conk a dook he's doo). 

Sunday 8 December 2019

Monday, 2 December 2019, Pages 593 - 595

Stopped reading at "Whake?" (595.3)

A new cycle of life is starting, a new dawn is breaking. As is many mythological stories, a hand from the cloud emerges, holding a chart expanded. A bit of searching on the web also told me that this is depicted on the crest of the Finnegans family as published in the Weekly Irish Times dated 18 July 1936.

Anyway, there is a grand announcement heralding sunrise. With many Sanskrit words mixed in the text, someone (most probably Earwicker) is calling out to the Sun. He says: "Guide us from our house of death through kingdom come to Heliptropolis, city of the sun." The new place will be bright with light.