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    ( READ Ma mèreMadame EdwardaLe Mort ) ò Georges Bataille – noapathway.co.uk In this lifeless world what else was there for me to do but forget the searing light whose glare had blinded me when I had felt my mother in my arms? But I already knew that it was not going to be forgotten ever 'My Mother'Degradation gave birth to him and can take it back Grunting copulation suealing pigs mea

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    ( READ Ma mèreMadame EdwardaLe Mort ) ò Georges Bataille – noapathway.co.uk Bataille is an analyst of the erotic and in these narratives he explores and exploits the transformative and sometimes destructive power of sex While his association of violence with eroticism may remind some of the Maruis de Sade one significant difference between the two writers is that Bataille does not focus

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Ng a limit in a truth beyond facts Up till then the alcoholic father s death I had never noticed that she drank I was soon to realize that she drank every day in the same way But that rippling laughter that indecent exuberance she was not always like that Rather she would be sad appealingly mild she would seal herself up she had a deep melancholy I blamed on my father s wickedness and that melancholy was what decided my lifelong dedication The melancholy takes the form of piety devotion to God and idealized mother the indecent exuberance represents the introduction of a lacerating consciousness of distress that will transform Pierre His mother intoxicated tells him The gutter the dungheap that s where your mother feels at home You shall never know what horrors I am capable of I d like you to know though I like my filth The pleasures of the flesh dung decay filth dissolution H l ne drunken self pity and attenuated efforts to warn her son of the perdition that lies before him if he remains at her side are a remainder the pathetic sputtering of the social animal the pathologized woman for whom deep down only total abandon is adeuate ethic Pierre muses Inherent in motherhood I told myself is the doing of that which in children causes these terrible convulsions The mother s sin which must eventually lay her low as it was laying me low but which I later understood by torturing us provided it tortured us was to prepare us for the one happiness which is not meaningless since we becomes its prey when in the grip of misfortune H l ne writes of the mind s pleasure fowler than the body s and how in giving herself over to debauchery she experiences a growing lucidity and paradoxically the steady breakdown of my nerves is nothing else in me than a havoc whose source is my innermost thinking H l ne associates her true self the self subject to abandon and wild tempests with the woods Nature is a dance of decay and new life God and the blinding sun debauchery is sacramental the woods have been passed on in the blood and through a kiss My Mother goes on to detail an uncanny play of proxies as H l ne conscripts young women her own lovers to minister sexually to Pierre first Rhea and then Hansi Hansi and Pierre along with Hansi s submissive maid will enter into a dalliance that utterly saps them of energy drains them by way of a tumultuous bliss Hansi cajoles Pierre Tell me that you are suffering and that you are on fire I want to come alive through my suffering and to feed on yours Infernal bliss Before her tragic end hinted at earlier in the text but not returned to as the piece reaches its termination H l ne will address a letter to Pierre in which she attempts to express a motivating principle I would like us to go out of our minds together I would like to drag you with me as I die A brief instant of the madness I shall give you is better is it not than freezing in a universe of stupidity I want to die I have burned my boats Your corruption was my handiwork I gave you what was purest and most intense in me the desire to love that which tears the clothes off my body and that alone In his afterword Ken Hollings writes of what it means in Bataille to be stripped bare Nudity is not a finite or absolute state to be stripped naked is an experience which perpetually exceeds itself The tearing away of clothing which exposes the flesh becomes a tearing away at the flesh itself A cosmic ravishment chaosmatic a surrender to the divine surge God does not disappear from Bataille it is rather a matter of God being transformed into an immaterial agency of pleasure and horror My Mother is full of phrases such as vortex of oy this delight that distress created and annihilated by delight These are pure expressions of that which constitutes Bataille s subject Madame Edwarda and The Dead Man are much shorter pieces highly concentrated depictions of truncated sprees erotomaniacal delirium In Madame Edwarda the narrator pursues the eponymous prostitute who declares herself GOD has a dalliance with her is beaten and crazily excoriated by her and finally watches her fuck the driver in the back seat of his cab all three parties achieving a sufficient level of excitation such that they lose consciousness The Dead Man was written in the middle of the Second World War probably near Normandy when Bataille was suffering from tuberculosis but was not to see publication until after his death Again it depicts a frenzied spree but in a hyper fragmented mode and with an uncommon level of general ghastliness involving a golden shower feces vomit and a dwarf who happens to be a fantastically disreputable count It is a piece in which an act of copulation is described as hand to hand combat unbelievably bitter and which depicts a demoniacal abandon in the wake of a death or rather the demoniacal abandon of Marie in the wake of the death of the mysterious Edouard an abandon that terminates in her own death and subseuently that of the dwarf count It ends with a counterpoint positioning obscene and absurd transience in relation to impassive permanence Though he does not write specifically about The Dead Man in his afterward Ken Hollings does write of anthropologist theorist Bataille s discovery of several oceanic cultures where a whole community would react to the death of their chief by entering into a prolonged period of frenzy They gave themselves over to murder looting arson and sexual excess continuing to do so until the decaying flesh had fallen away from the dead chief s bones At this point normal patterns of behaviour reasserted themselves Death is the decaying flesh we already are and the imminent absence that will absorb both the object of our ardor and ourselves This is certainly the core of Freud s concept of the death drive and in Bataille it is the fundamental impetus behind frenzy abandon dissipation absorption How Bataille s writing speaks to me has changed over time I dissipation absorption How Bataille s writing speaks to me has changed over time I myself once a wild and frenzied individual My youth was a spree I had many lovers I raced after intensities I drank and did drugs with hapless abandon I was always racing the beyond I stripped myself of identity and communed with the annihilating sun as a matter of routine I will this year turn forty am many years into active recovery from addiction and live something like a monastic life I don t take lovers which is not to say I have ruled out doing so as such My relationship with not to say I have ruled out doing so as such My relationship with involves a relationship with my own codependency a tendency which causes me often to lose myself when gaining another a tendency with serious real world mental health implications time tested I know I will not pick up a drink or take a mood altering drug But I know what sex can still do to me its invitation to biorhythmic enmeshment and a kind of disappearance We have turned sex in large part into a commodified arena of exchange in doing so finding ourselves threatened with losing sight of its power A truly intense sexual liaison might not be that far off from electric shock therapy and there can be no guarantee that the person who emerges from that intense and destabilizing entanglement will be in any meaningful way the same person who entered it In Madame Edwarda there is a moment when the narrator writes of how the pungent odor of her flesh and mine commingled flung us both into the same heart s utter exhaustion The same heart A heart that now incorporates two people Then later as Madame Edwarda organ of God fucks the cabdriver little by little that embrace strained to the final pitch of excess at which the heart fails The heart fails The shared heart fails The French sometimes call the moments after orgasm a petite mort We might call Bataille the great writer of petite mort if only the word petite did not seem so ill suited to such pleasure and horror such fracture and ecstasy and damage Absolutely yes annihilated by delight Nothing less Them s the stakes I am a big fan of Georges Bataille s fiction He borders on the creepy of course but its his intelligence that is seductive I wish he was alive now He s someone I would like to meet and have a cup of coffee with Would he drink coffee Yukio Mishima wrote the introduction to this book which is worth the price of the volume Second Bataille book I ve read this week and although I didn t find it as good as Blue of Noon it did come with a fascinating Yukio Mishima introductory essay who sights Bataille as one of only three western writers he ever truly admired Of the three pieces here the novella My Mother which remained unfinished was by far the longest and most deeply psychological piece thus for me the best Erotic obsession dominates in the short Madame Edwarda while a young woman s debauched excess after returning from the deathbed of a friend is the focal point in The Dead Man Will now likely switch to Bataille s non fictionessay writing when reading him next. S and intellect made him a major force in many spheresBataille's essays range over such diverse topics as economics psychoanalysis Marxism yoga and anthropology His critical essays Literature and Evil and his complex meditations on the dark coupling of sex and death Eroticism are both available from Marion Boyars Bataille's available fiction includes L'Abbé C a twisted document detailing the holy horrors of sex and Blue of Noon now an established modern classic in its seventh printi.

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Ma mèreMadame EdwardaLe MortGeorges Bataille was a highly controversial French writer and the first of these novelettes My Mother reads fairly easily in the original French Ma Mere Like all of his work this is slim book is deeply disturbing A mother sets out to corrupt her young son She wants to disabuse him of the notion that she is virtuous and that his now deceased father is the cause of the family s unhappiness She demands that he love her not as a naive imagination but in all her drunken and sexually promiscuous reality This corruption includes incest and while the situation is deeply troubling My Mother is not as raw as most of Bataille s work which is reminiscent of his friend Henry Miller Bataille is an analyst of the erotic and in these narratives he explores and exploits the transformative and sometimes destructive power of sex While his association of violence with eroticism may remind some of the Maruis de Sade one significant difference between the two writers is that Bataille does not focus as much as de Sade does on representing the details of the sexual act itself rather Bataille emphasizes the moral and cultural context in which the sexual act occurs Moreover in contrast to conventional pornography Bataille is not interested so much in the Kama Sutra possibilities of sex or in such devices as promiscuity or Enticed By You (by You, jealousy but in the unpredictable changes that sex may cause in an individualBataille s writing reflects an interesting relation between language and carnality that may remind one of Jean Genet s work while the situation Bataille depicts may be obscene the language is seldom less than literary suggesting that it is the obscenity that makes the beautiful language possible Here is a sample uote from My Mother Rhea failed to enact the whole of that ludicrous sacrifice at any rate from the unlimited gift she made of her body of the intimacy and gleefulness of heroy she chose to except the usual thoroughfare to the limited operation There are lines poetic in the book and prosaic but I mention this one as an example of the way that Bataille is able to camouflage the representation of an erotic act in the language of religion economics and technical Ngôi nhà xưa jargon Ah I wish I could discuss this with someone Georges Bataille is one of those authors that you will either love for his uniueness or ignore due to the inability of understanding his mindset in his works so the lack of discussions around this book all over the internet is in a wayustified but on the other hand I wish people would be open to taboo subjects and educated enough for complex ideas I have discovered a gemGeorges Bataille s ideas simply were and still are too ahead of their time I had no previous background information on Bataille other than the fact that his philosophies are dark filthy and immoral I recommend prior to reading any of his novels to dive a bit into his philosophies non fiction essays and his biography For example the fact that he tried to become a priest and failed due to the incompatible with religion ideas he had gives a good basis as to why Bataille is such a deviant but brilliant to me thinkerMishima s introduction gave me the impression that spoiled the plot of the novelettes My Mother and Madame Edwarda That certainly was not the case at all after I finished all the reading I would discourage you from trying to answer the whys and the hows you might have This trilogy of filth as I like to call it now is a ourney of metaphysical and intellectual sexual experience that goes beyond what one sees with the reader s eyes I can personally identify with some of his ideas on limit experiences and the relationship of excitement and eroticism with death as well as with a few of the imageries presented in the novelettes that I have been unable to put into words and that I won t mention This is another thing that makes Bataille a genius to me he is able to describe situations and feelings that not only are rare and horrifying but they are hard to imagine let alone to understand and explainI paid special attention to The Dead Man because in it I saw some Lars Von Trier Antichrist and Nymphomaniac What all these works have in common is the representation of sex madness obscenity as a response to some kind of grief Bataille is great The Dead Man was my favorite in this collection and it s format on the page is fantastic but I think I prefer reading Batailles theoretical works to his fiction their ust so much sumptuously beautiful In this lifeless world what else was there for me to do but forget the searing light whose glare had blinded me when I had felt my mother in my arms But I already knew that it was not going to be forgotten ever My Mother Degradation gave birth to him and can take it back Grunting copulation suealing pigs meat house Everybody cries when baby is born His mother gets further away as the father is further away Death is over or the sweaty affairs Don t walk away when I am oozing pain like slow motion wife snails Widow s weeds and lofty words closer to God or Hell trail from her posing like choking on old women s cigarettes Mother and son have each other She never shuts up I will never believe you anyway so choose sides of my mythic head I love you and I hate you A script returns him to the womb of humiliation She talks so much The words steal from other truths scabbing over knees in scrawl A bird s nest won t fly If he knows her filth and only then I can t see the secret world infrared filth and only then I can t see the secret world infrared the funhouse of love triangles thin lines and hate the pentagons and sharp edges of suares I know she will cut you bitch He talks too much too He lives by her words I don t find much less erotic than stand right here I got this itch in my mind Get in front of my smoke vision if you could Adam and the Ants just Like that possession His mother sets him up with her laughing friends Everybody laughs from dark knowledge and the skin crawling gives him his days I didn t care about the super rich and super beautiful let s have sex all of the time every day Hansi Her maid her schoolgirl friend does not make Hansi beautiful in her worship Doesn t add another dimension to her room Her stand right thereust like that I have this want to happen bent Hansi doesn t want to have them crawl for her and her boyfriend and girlfriend live in plots She s almost a real person resist the script but then her bubble of gilded fades her away for me again She couldn t be real this escape from his mother s will I don t believe him when she is his something to lose She was there to role play he had something to lose so that it would feel the thrill of dream come true when his mother s laughter is Beetlejuiced enough to be flesh I don t feel the shock in it was his mother Some people have mothers who love and care for them Some don t It doesn t help saying that though It is enough to make my mother as a ceiling a crumble and left overs There s a past knowledge that is Les Carnets de Cerise T3 - Le Dernier des cinq trsors just meaningless sick I still feel sick remembering when my mother publicly humiliated little kid me by bringing up baby body exploration in front of other people I won t forget the knowledge and theudgement the can t make her shut up deriding laughter My Mother is ust like that the surviving the you can try to talk so much you can rebirth anything in your own image
but it isn 
it isn going to work like that There s a womb mold you can t break The origins of the dream were powerful as much as I cannot abide the revisiting the scene of the crime let s make it a sex game Behind the first time high he isn t going to get back is the first time he is dirty kneed in the altar of his father s forbidden photographs A look in a victim s eye Was it a stage that steals the prey s death in the aws that never dies Don t let it be true don t make me like her He had already lost his way in the laughter and this is a haunting of a decision that will not be spontaneous not this time Every rebirth is dead meat Madame Edwarda went on ahead of me raised up until the very clouds The room s noisy unheeding of her happiness of the measured gravity of her step was royal consecration and triumphal holiday death itself was guest at the feast was there in what whorehouse nudity terms the pig sticker s stab Madame EdwardaHe comes to Madame Edwarda with drunken cock in hand Her pink and hairy crack She calls herself God Under the void sky the roving eyes of public world in world Right here with the others He calls it making love in the whorehouse In this ceiling cracks she s God s tracing He follows her as an animal into the streets again He loses her a fading laughter The sky changes its depth in missing tears Her naked body out of water barren land fish Yukio Mishima s essay Georges Bataille and Divinus Deus compared this to Jean Genet glorification of filth Totally I always felt like Jean Genet s altar of dark was in place of having nothing else though That he had to. My Mother is a uniue bildungsroman of a young man's sexual initiation and corruption by his mother Publishers Weekly My Mother Madame Edwarda and The Dead Man comprises three short pieces of erotic prose that fuse elements of sex and spirituality in a highly personal vision of the flesh They present a world of sensation in which only the vaulting demands of disruptive excess and the anguish of heightened awareness can combat the stultifying world of reason and social order Each of Glorify the scars or else If you stop swimming in the shark bowl for a moment you will choke on the filth Genet s prostitutes and sailors are Hansi and the time capsule of the mouse in hawk mouth Jesus weeps and the church isn t his house Genet can be tedious as hell in crying too long but his writing as the power of living in names Dream dies so count sheep pitch dark bleating as long as it takes I ve read lots of Genet and this was my first Bataille Bataille was a relief to me too going straight for the stick swallow There s something else that is no choice that s not resurrection in conditions of incarnadine mind limits I get from Bataille a conscious direction that Genet didn t have Why do you resurrect the murders when you are feeling good So you won t feel good to bring some terrible life see saw in no rug balance I have no idea but do it Stop before the enduring where is the heading for the hole in your head Will I be reproached if I have the weakness finally to confess that at present the kind of insignificance I am gradually turning into which I think I have turned into by now even lacks the meaning my last phrase a violent silence takes on An instant ago beside me in a mirror I caught sight of an empty face my face It does not have the meaning of a violent silence Through the window what I am really watching is the multitudinous smiling of the sea Dead ManMarie s dead husband in the room had dying wished her nakedness Into the world s small world she goes naked stillness They will see Marie is singing desperately and a working girl is work sad singing In dark crying she has a coat to be naked again Men are taking it in for themselves Drunken cocks standing for no attention Golden showers and flesh puppets can t wash away the expression behind theirs Never mind about them and their sucking She is naked The Dead Man is a real cinema of outsides helpless to the insides boiling Rising up lava bodily fluids Did you see the Lynne Ramsay film Under the Skin from the 1990s Samantha Morton s grieving daughter is this inhabiting the skin world When Marie s smiles mean something it is like this for me The what makes tick is a clock hitting all slow motion possibilities The end of your life flashes before their cock s eyes Bataille is so damned good My Mother was the highlight here for me although the other two pieces were close behind The critical essays were also helpful in providing context as this was my first Bataille and I had only a vague impression of his preoccupations beforehand I think I will read deeper into his catalog before forming a definite opinion on him though When it comes to eroticism in fiction I tend to prefer a less is approach where the action remains an implicit blur for the reader to wonder about and perhaps even yearn toward as fulfillment stands far off in the distance Bataille however is prone to plunging immediately into the physical and once there My MotherMadame EdwardaThe Dead Man is a secret handshake you share with your 1 3 friends who have also read it I have read this particular Penguin edition collecting three shorter pieces of fiction by Georges Bataille before some years ago in a state of woeful dissipation utterly in the mire of active addiction and can recall the experience only vaguely My copy of the actual book itself has some character to it having survived a fire about five years ago that burned down much of the building in which I was then living the fire department dumped a huge amount of water on my condo unit and some of my books received damage on that account causing them to become mottled and ragged a condition I believe very much suits this particular Bataille Aside from the novella My Mother and the two shorter works Madame Edwarda and The Dead Man this edition contains an introductory appreciation by Yukio Mishima written very near the end of the Japanese master s life and a scholarly afterward by Ken Hollings that deals with Bataille s thematic universe broadly not once touching explicitly on the three works collected in the volume the piece concludes Mishima asserts that along with Witold Gombrowicz and Pierre Klossowski the latter a contemporary of Bataille s and his collaborator on the ournal AC PHALE ol GB was among his favourite contemporary Western writers demonstrative as were the other two previously mentioned men of an anti psychological delineation anti realism erotic intellectualism straightforward symbolism and a perception of the universe hidden behind all of these as well as many other common characteristics Readers of Mishima will not be the least surprised at his celebration of this particular set of values Ken Hollings goes deeper into the matters at hand focusing in his piece titled In the Slaughterhouse of Love on themes of darkness nudity penetration sacrifice and violence This evaluation refers both to Bataille s theoretical works and his fiction but again does not address the three pieces collected in this volume It is nevertheless of great value Hollings early in his piece The sexual act poses a threat to our being because IT PLACES NO LIMIT ON EXPERIENCE places no limit on experience The Act The Body No act the body no has limit or definition it is dissolved into a storm of sensations which are violently superimposed and fluctuating The effect that this has upon our consciousness can only be expressed negatively in terms of exclusion and absence The contemplation of the sexual act begins and ends in darkness and silence because it is contained by a law of exclusion which operates at the extreme limits of language and lucidity Much of Bataille s theoretical work deals with eroticism and other matters mysticism sacrifice political economy within the context of excess the accursed share etc and his with eroticism and other matters mysticism sacrifice political economy within the context of excess the accursed share etc and his has a general tendency to depict an erotic interiority characterized by the tempestuous play of destabilizing intensities In his own preface to Madame Edwarda the piece proper originally published under the Kierkegaardian pseudonym Pierre Ang liue Bataille writes of a certain lacerating consciousness of distress and an unbearable surpassing of being This is indeed at the heart of Bataille s fiction a body of work that may be the best we have on the diabolic power of excitation Certainly when I was young I was very much taken with STORY OF THE EYE but I udged BLUE OF NOON the superior and meaningful book indeed perhaps the most personally meaningful book I read in my early twenties precisely because of the way BLUE OF NOON so profoundly captured my own torments at that time my oft wracked cognitive operations and my highly excited condition of dread Yes indeed a certain lacerating consciousness of distress Then there are these ideas of limit and unbearable surpassing the precise way in which mysticism and debauchery become coupled not so much a matter of transgressing but of first systematically destroying standard measures of valuation in eminently Nietzschean fashion and ultimately superseding rather than subverting This visionary overcoming brings with it overwhelming pleasure and blinding divine horror annihilating ecstasy All three pieces in this collection testify to this vision My Mother is the lengthiest piece by some measure and in other regards also probably the most substantial I have read it before and have seen the film adaptation by Christophe Honor It is no doubt in large part on account of my recall of both experiences being meagre at best that I found returning to My Mother so revelatory Those with a cursory knowledge of Bataille s backstory will immediately grasp the autobiographical thread running through the piece It is narrated by Pierre a man of about Bataille s age Pierre is reflecting upon a time about fifty years in his past beginning in about 1906 when a number of decisive events occurred all of them to one extent or another orbiting around his deeply perverse relationship with his mother H l ne Like Bataille young Pierre has in his youth rebelled against his anti clerical father a man he despised by becoming a devout Catholic and even considering a career in the church a rebellion against which he will in turn rebel Pierre is also extremely close to his mother a woman he revers beyond measure and their intimacy will perilously intensify in the wake of the father s death All of this hews extremely close to Bataille s own biography My Mother goes on to detail the ways in which Pierre is initiated into debauchery and decadence by H l ne how this is informed by death present always in the putrescence and filth behind the veil of flesh and the inevitability of a particular death I am not in a position to speak about the particulars of Bataille s actual relationship with his mother except to say that he appears to have been devoted to her and somewhat troubled in that devotion What we can say for certain is that My Mother is clearly interest in surpassi. He narratives contains a sense of intoxication and insanity so carefully delineated by the author that it seems to infect the readerPhilosopher novelist and critic Georges Bataille is a major figure in twentieth century literature whose startling and original ideas increasingly exert a vital influence on the shaping of thought language and experience Best known outside France for the vertiginous sexual delirium of his short novel Story of the Eye the vast scope of Bataille's interest.