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Milk the Bull
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Come with me
And you'll be
In a world of
Pure
imagination
Take a look
- Gene Wilder as Willy Wonka
Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory (1971 movie)
what do you think of
my labyrinth?
- David Bowie as the Goblin King
Labyrinth (movie)
the passage-ways of which
were so winding
that those unfamiliar with them had difficulty in making their way out;
in this labyrinth the Minotaur was maintained
and here it devoured the seven youths and seven maidens
which were sent to
- Diodorus Siculus
The Library of History
an ancient
- en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moloch
bull-man with a fire inside him
- Dr. Frank Tifus
The Phoenicians and The Mayan
According to one account he was a bull,
according to another he was the sun.
Probably he was identical with the minotaur,
and stripped of his mythical features was nothing
but a bronze image of the sun
represented as a man with a bull’s head.
- Sir James George Frazer
The Golden Bough
The cult of Moloch
— who is also called Molech —
is said to have boiled children alive
in the bowels of a big, bronze statue
with the body of a man and the head of a bull.
Offerings, at least according to the Hebrew Bible,
were to be reaped through either fire or war
— and devotees can still be found today.
- https://allthatsinteresting.com/moloch
Moloch figures in the Book of Deuteronomy
and in the Book of Leviticus as a form of idolotry
(Leviticus 18:21 "And thou shalt not let any of thy seed
pass through the fire to Moloch").
In the Old Testament, Gehenna was a valley by Jerusalem,
where apostate Israelites and followers of various Baalim
and Canaanite gods, including Moloch,
sacrificed their children by fire
(2 Chr. 28:3, 33:6; Jer. 7:31, 19:2-6).
- en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moloch
In order to renew the solar fires,
human victims may have been sacrificed to the idol
by being roasted in its hollow body
or placed on its sloping hands
and allowed to roll into a pit of fire.
It was in the latter fashion that the Carthaginians sacrificed
their offspring to Moloch. The children
were laid on the hands of a calf-headed image of bronze,
from which they slid into a fiery oven,
while the people danced to the music of flutes and timbrels
to drown the shrieks of the burning victims.
- Sir James George Frazer
The Golden Bough
“Chack Molock”,
a fire demon who provides great power
to those who follow him and sacrifice for him.
The word “Moloch” is actually the act of sacrificing
a person to him and not really his name.
- Dr. Frank Tifus
The Phoenicians and The Mayans
Moloch, also known as Molech, Molekh, Molok, Molek,
Melek, Molock, Moloc, Melech, Milcom, or Molcom
(representing Semitic מלך m-l-k, a Semetic root meaning “king”)
- en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moloch
In Biblical Hebrew this root is attested only in this noun
and in the noun “Mel’akah” (מְלָאכָה),
meaning “work”, “occupation” or “craftsmanship”.
The morphological structure of the word mal’akh
suggests that it is the maqtal form of the root
denoting the tool of the means of performing it.
The term “Mal’akh” therefore simply means
the one who is sent,
often translated as “messenger”
when applied to humans; for instance,
“Mal’akh” is the root of the prophet Malachi,
whose name means “my messenger”.
In modern Hebrew, mal’akh is the general word for “angel”;
it is also the word for “angel”
in Arabic (malak ملاك), Aramaic and Ethiopic.
- en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angels_in_Judaism
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Momma knelt before the child, Adam, and fussed over his fiery hair. She worried at it with her fingers, but it was unruly; its cowlicks refused to be do anyone's bidding, curling back into whatever shape they wished as soon as her hand had passed. Momma suddenly hugged Adam tightly to her, one hand holding his head to her bosom.
"Woman, don't kill the boy now by smothering him after he's long since weaned."
Christian teased her gently over her uncharacteristic nervousness, mostly to hide his own similar feelings. Momma pretended not to hear him. She grabbed Adam by the thick, red curls at his temples and brought his nose to hers. He looked the child directly in the eye to focus his attention on her as she spoke.
"You remember everything you are to do and say, oui, mon chérubin?"
Adam placed his small hands over hers and leaned forward to place his forehead against hers. He looked back into her eyes with a fierce passion. The child's voice was calm and reassuring.
"I know what to do. Momma, don’t worry. I can do it."
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milk (n.)
Old English meoluc (West Saxon), milc (Anglian),
from Proto-Germanic *meluks “milk” (cognates: Old Norse mjolk,
Old Frisian melok, Old Saxon miluk, Dutch melk,
Old High German miluh, German Milch, Gothic miluks),
- www.etymonline.com/?search=milk
milk (v.)
Old English melcan, milcian, meolcian
“to milk, give milk, suckle,”
from Proto-Germanic *melk- “to milk”
(cognates: Dutch melken, Old High German melchan, German melken),
from PIE root *melg- (see milk (n.)).
Figurative sense of “exploit for profit” is first found 1520s.
Related: Milked; milking.
- www.etymonline.com/?search=milk
milk tooth (1727) uses the word in its figurative sense
“period of infancy,” attested from 17c.
cry over spilt milk is first attested 1836 in writings
of Canadian humorist Thomas C. Haliburton.
Milk and honey is from the Old Testament phrase
describing the richness of the Promised Land
(Num. xvi:13, Old English meolc and hunie).
Milk of human kindness is from “MacBeth” (1605).
- www.etymonline.com/?search=milk
I have fed you with milk, and not with meat;
for hitherto ye were not able
to bear it,
- 1 Corinthians 3:2
King James Bible
Philo of Byblos, in his work on the Jews, says:
“It was an ancient custom in a crisis of great danger
that the ruler of a city or nation
should give his beloved son
to die for the whole people,
as a ransom offered
to the avenging demons,
and the children thus offered
were slain with mystic rites.
- Sir James George Frazer
The Golden Bough
“The mullicko, or chief of the village
where the victim was kept, or his representative,
now says, “This usage is delivered down to us
from the first people of the first time.
They practiced it.
The people of the middle time omitted it.
The earth became soft.
An order re-established the rite.
Oh child, we must destroy you.
Forgive us.
You will
become
a god.”
- Samuel Charles MacPherson
An Account of the Religion of the Khonds in Orissa
Shifts happen.
- Mission Control
E.T. 101
When the king first succeeded
in getting the life of another accepted
as a sacrifice instead of his own,
he would have to show that the death of that other
would serve the purpose quite as well as his own would have done.
Now it was as a god or demigod that the king had to die;
therefore the substitute who died for him
had to be invested, at least for the occasion,
with the divine attributes of the king.
- Sir James George Frazer
The Golden Bough
Around the hero everything becomes a tragedy;
around the demigod everything becomes a satyr-play;
and around God everything becomes – what?
Perhaps a “world”?
- Friedrich Nietzsche
Beyond Good and Evil
And the shadowship started to emerge
from its shadow.
- A.E. Van Vogt
Earth Factor X
Moloch has been used figuratively in English literature
from John Milton's Paradise Lost (1667)
to Allen Ginsberg's "Howl" (1995),
to refer to a person or thing demanding or requiring
a very costly sacrifice.
- en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moloch
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Louis de Lyon was losing sleep. He hated to admit it, but was afraid of the emptiness that awaited him in his dreams. As strange as it may sound to those who have never stared into this abyss, many humans would prefer horrifying nightmares to eternal Nothingness. Louis certainly wasn’t ready to risk returning to the void just yet, not when his future had recently become so promising.
Having relieved his bladder, he now hid in the shadow of the poopdeck, leaning his weight against the starboard gunwale, and he stared far out over the dark blue Pacific into the night sky. He found the sight comforted his troubled soul. The ocean sky was not empty. Its entirety was flooded with twinkling stars – thousands of diamonds scattered across a coal field. Through this heavenly meadow, a pearly, sidereal river flowed; its collective light strong enough to reflect off the ocean's shifting waves. The moon appeared to be absent, but she was there, a soft glow, low in the sky, hidden from Louis’ sight by a row of dark clouds on the horizon. Louis shifted his weight. He turned around and leaned backwards against the gunwale, his attention returned to the ship.
The crew on watch was unusually busy. Louis subconsciously noted this fact, but he paid the crew no further mind. The crew returned Louis the Loon the favor as they hurried across the deck and scampered through the rigging, battening down hatches and unfurling sails.
Two voices drifted down from the poopdeck above. One of the voices was unmistakable. Louis had known it immediately. It belonged to the captain, The Right Honourable Reverend Doctor Heronimus Jones. The other voice had taken a moment longer for Louis to identify, due to the voice of The Head always sounding clearer in Louis's head, undistorted by the mask's mechanical apparatus.
"The Storm is coming. The crew is preparing the vessel. The Gate is ready to open, but the key must place itself in the lock."
"D'Agon fhtagn."
"Now, please, take me below. We don't have much time to get me connected before the storm is upon us."
The Right Honourable Reverend Doctor and The Head left, and the Voices returned. For Louis, the Voices were harbingers, heralds of the coming storm. They slammed into him with the force of a psychic hurricane. This time, something was different. Something inside of Louis had changed. Instead of fighting the Voices, instead of staggering under their weight, he welcomed them. Instead of trying to shut them out, he reveled in their howling madness. Overhead, the stars began to wink out, swallowed by a flood of clouds.
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And the wind began to howl
- Jimi Hendrix
All Along the Watchtower
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