Monday, May 31, 2010

A Fierce Pancake

"The readers don't want a whole lot of tosh about pancake symbolism in dreams and Gnostic cosmogony," said Another Kiwi.
"This is important!" I said. "If we don't explain about its archetypal nature, people will blame the frequency
of the Pancake dream on us mucking around with the dream-control machine!"
"Promise you won't go into any digressions about Freud or Jung?"
"As long as I can steal an idea from Substance instead."
"You are still loonies," said Evangaline Van Holsteren, head barmaid.

Pancake symbolism often appears in nightmares:
R. D. Laing wrote about the Pancake dream in The Voice of Experience:
Thousands of stories of the vivid recollection, reliving, and re-enacting of real pancake experiences circulate from Brazil to New Zealand, from Los Angeles to Rome, among people who have been through some version of the many versions of what in the broadest terms might be called existential therapy. These people are as often as not professionals as patients.
According to the dream-control instruction manual, umbrellas and parachutes in dreams invariably symbolise a pancake.*
In another dream she was inside a dark house looking out of a doorway across which was laid a black umbrella. In the dream she felt that inside was unreality and outside was reality, but she was barred from getting outside because of the umbrella.
In a third dream, she was floating down by parachute from a plane.
If Orly Taitz were aware of pancake-centred psychology* she could stop worrying that
the painting titled Orly Taitz, Pancake Birther actually portrays her holding a placenta rather than a pancake. "This is really despicable,” she says, theorizing that one of her many political enemies put Lacey up to the work.
* According to Freud (speculating in a 1911 letter to Jung), whenever there is a legendary or literary pair of brothers such as Castor and Pollux, one mortal and one immortal, the one who is "weaker than the other and dies sooner" is yet another pancake symbol.

"You promised there wouldn't be any Freud-said / Jung-said digressions," said Another Kiwi.
"That was a footnote, not a digression," I explained. "Did you see that I left out the stuff about pancakes in Gnostic cosmogony, and the references to Philip K. Dick and Dogon creation myth?"


merc said...

One word, maybe 2 or 3...Pans Labyrinth Cake, when you are stuck inside your own corpus while having everything you ever wanted while realizing it is simply not killing you or making you see train tunnels as train tunnels while perhaps individuating in a gnostic (small G) sense as an Extrovert (cap E) from within The Transcendent Function that is to say...the Train Is Coming and you my friend are possibly a tunnel light.

unsem, oh just yuk.

mikey said...

Ahh. Sans Serif. What evil is this? Is it as eating table water crackers, flavorless and dry? And what meaning the sudden, final appearance of the font with serifs up the apocryphal butt, Bob?

And is any of more or less than the leeches that get inside your clothes as you walk through the mud, suck their fill of your blood and drop off, to wait for another victim, unprepared for the onslaught of natures perfect little pancakes and their nasty little painless parasitism....

Smut Clyde said...

It's a framing device mikey. Anyway, weren't you telling a story over at the House of Substance?

merc said...

You can't deny the pancake.

hipsycla, not what you think actually the reverse.

Substance McGravitas said...

It's the uninflated zorbs that frighten me because THE SYRUP DOES NOTHING.

mikey said...


I was THREATENING to tell a story.

There were mixed opinions...

Another Kiwi said...

I can't be doing with a pancake that is a death worse than death. Pancakes and syrup, pancakes as smiley faces, yes but not unspeakable horror pancakes.Indigestion would be the least of it

merc said...

Accept the pancake.

criat, a sort of semi tie thingy.

J— said...

One pancake too many and plop! the whole stack went down.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

The Dunwich Pancake is best enjoyed with gibbering butter and blueberry syrup.

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

mikey's stories are always inspiring.
but then, zombie here.

Substance McGravitas said...


Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

Well, what is a diner to expect, going to Yoh-Vombis House of Pancakes?

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

Orly Pancake is a Fierce Pancake indeed.

Also a Tall One. But not cool.

mikey said...

I daresay I do find much to recommend the cunnilingus-level view of Orly, pancake or not.

It is, one might agree, all that is good and fine about Ms. Taitz...

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

I daresay I do find much to recommend the cunnilingus-level view of Orly,

mikey has the most frightening stories.