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Sacred Foothill
The Sacred Foothill
Becomes especially important
In wintertime
When the driving snow comes
And you can no longer see
The Sacred Mountain above
Small though it may be,
As one ascending
Out of the darkness
Toward the Light,
I need this foothold in sanity
To remain steady
In the whiteout of chaos
That is the world
Copyright © 2012 by Sol Luckman. All Rights Reserved.
[Sol Luckman is a prolific visual artist and critically acclaimed author of fiction and nonfiction. His numerous books include the international bestselling CONSCIOUS HEALING: BOOK ONE ON THE REGENETICS METHOD and POTENTIATE YOUR DNA: A PRACTICAL GUIDE TO HEALING & TRANSFORMATION WITH THE REGENETICS METHOD. Sol is also author of the BEGINNER’S LUKE Series of seriocomic novels that hilariously foreground the role of imagination in creating our individual and collective reality. You can learn more about Sol’s nonfiction, fiction and art at www.CrowRising.com.]
BEGINNER'S LUKE IV: From New Age to Stone Age

“A modern-day ALICE IN WONDERLAND.” —Reader Views
“A mind-bending journey through the mind of the ultimate iconoclast.” —Apex Reviews
“Definitely a spiritual journey that you do not want to put down.” —Niama Williams, Ph.D.
From the acclaimed novel series BEGINNER’S LUKE, by bestselling author Sol Luckman, this short cinematic adaptation from the Adventure of an imaginary lifetime is like eating a birthday cake laced with acid. You think it’s just cake—but then your mind is altered!
Luke’s signature obsessions with self, sex, satire and slapdash highlight a serious, and life-changing, point: CONSCIOUSNESS CREATES. The point is there is a point to living in the imagination—for only through it can we reinvent our ourselves and our world.
Visit the official BEGINNER’S LUKE website at www.beginnersluke.com.
Booze, Smokes & American Cultural Identity
The stereotypical image of “the writer” is familiar to anyone familiar with Hollywood. The camera pans up to the fifth floor of a run-down building, into a room overlooking the street, then comes to rest on a desk in the corner. On the desk are the artiste’s essentials: a typewriter, a half-empty bottle of whiskey, and an ashtray overflowing with cigarette butts. The writer need not even be present: we have been taught to recognize his traces as surely as we read the proverbial writing on the wall.
Not that alcohol and cigarettes are somehow private property of an American cultural elite. In France, for example, this literary combination took root early as well and has remained alive—thanks to Hollywood and its imitators and the star power of locals like Jean-Paul Sartre and Albert Camus—down to the present day. Nevertheless, I propose that booze and smokes as necessary tools for the writer’s craft represent a particularly American myth—and also one of America’s most successful and enduring cultural exports.
It is curious indeed to move from American literature of the Nineteenth Century into that of the Twentieth. From the rare figures of an Edgar Allan Poe supposedly writing himself into a drunken stupor, or a Herman Melville hard at work with brandy and a good pipe, we suddenly find ourselves in a world of smoky jazz bars and hard liquor flowing out of speakeasy pipes—in short, the celluloid world of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald.
Where did this made-for-the-big-screen universe suddenly come from? This is a complex question with complex answers, of which I can but suggest a few here. An in-depth analysis of this question would have to consider issues as diverse as the persistence of drugs such as opium in literature through the mid-Nineteenth Century, their relative eclipse, and the rebirth of literary drug culture after World War II; the increasing focus on poetic madness among artists of the generations who came of age after the Twenties; the role of music, be it jazz or rock & roll, as code for sex, which was often another way of saying freedom; etc.
Disclaimers aside, let us briefly trace the parallel careers of alcohol and cigarettes in literature separately, before more closely examining their abrupt crystallization in American cultural production early in the Twentieth Century.
One need look no further than the figure of Dionysus to locate the origin, in Western thought at least, of the association of artistic creation with alcohol consumption. Initially the god of wine and sexual fertility, Dionysus was later promoted to patron of the arts who could endow his worshippers with divine creativity.
The thus “inspired” artist became a commonplace in the Romantic era, as writers and revolutionaries alike (often one and the same) looked back to Greek and especially Roman models for their own inspiration. The image of the writer that emerged out of this retrospective was a contradiction. At once clearsighted and intoxicated, prophet and fool, poet and rebel, he would come to be known by many names—Lord Byron, Charles Baudelaire, Arthur Rimbaud, William Faulkner, Jack Kerouac, Lenny Bruce, Jim Morrison.
The literary career of cigarettes is a comparatively more modern—and arguably, more American—affair. Cigarette smoking actually originated in the West Indies and parts of Central and South America, before being exported to Europe by Spanish explorers in the late 1500s. Until the Twentieth Century, however, the cigarette remained largely foreign to literary appropriation, appearing famously in the biography of Walter Raleigh, but elsewhere toiling in obscurity.
The failure of cigarettes to enter the world of belles lettres was undoubtedly related to the difficulty of producing them en masse, which was only to be resolved around 1875 with the introduction of cigarette manufactories in England and America. There was also the problem of image competition—particularly in England—from pipe smokers such as Charles Dickens and Conan Doyle, whose genteel descendants in the past century boasted the likes of J.R.R. Tolkien and naturalized Englishman T.S. Eliot.
An early indication of the new American aesthetic which would combine alcohol and cigarettes may be found in Henry James’s anthologized novel, THE AMBASSADORS. Conceived in 1895 and published in serial form in 1903, THE AMBASSADORS participates vigorously in the Jamesian project of defining America against the backdrop of a wiser, more civilized Europe. The novel’s protagonist, Lambert Strether, travels to France on an “American” mission to recall his patroness’s wayward son Chad from a supposedly corrupt life in Paris, but what Strether learns over the course of his mission profoundly alters his perceptions not only of himself but of the America he purports to represent.
In effect, James pits two very different Americas against each other: the traditional America of puritanical and mercantile values (symbolized by Mrs. Newsome, Mrs. Pocock and Waymarsh) against an emerging America infused with a new, freer spirit through its contact with Europe (symbolized by Chad, Little Bilham, and Strether himself). This positing of two antipathetic countries within a single one suggests a number of oppositions which the novel sketches in varying degrees of completeness, including: a rigid moral code versus a purely aesthetic one, and an outmoded literature versus a developing one which will incorporate this new “moral” aesthetic.
James thereby serves as American prophet and role model for what Malcolm Cowley will condemn as the “religion of art” in EXILE’S RETURN. Gertrude Stein, among others, credited James with thus ushering in the aesthetic formalism of the Twentieth Century, remarking of herself from the perspective of Alice Toklas, “It is rather strange that she was not then [in her days at Radcliffe] interested in the work of Henry James for whom she now has a very great admiration and whom she considers quite definitely as her forerunner, he being the only nineteenth century writer who being an american felt the method of the twentieth century.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson once remarked of himself and his fellow countrymen, “We go to Europe to be Americanized.” It is perhaps no accident that in THE AMBASSADORS the straight-laced Strether, while delving into what it means to be an American, takes up cigarette smoking. At the same time he gives himself over increasingly to what might be called recreational drinking, particularly during his lunches with Madame de Vionnet.
In one sense, of course, Strether is merely “letting his hair down.” But on a deeper level he would appear to be constructing a new identity for himself, a new American identity, a hybrid of the Old World and the New, one modeled on the seemingly unconscious grace of the poet Little Bilham. Indeed, Strether appears consciously to imitate Little Bilham, both in the latter’s attitude of expatriate flâneur and in his habit of smoking cigarettes (which characteristics, for that matter, seem inseparable). Insofar as the older Strether stands in for his author—James himself admitted as much—, this flattering imitation might be read as an approval of the lifestyle and symbols chosen by the up-and-coming generation of artists.
At the beginning of the Twentieth Century, the combination of alcohol and cigarettes was something new, something truly “American,” full of both pioneer spirit and a kind of carelessness, and young writers seized upon it with all the fervor of youth, and all the excitement occasioned by the dawning of a new century. These symbols constituted at once a rejection of the old America and the making of a new one, a move from provincial puritanism to urbane aestheticism.
In a country thus internally divided between two moralities, what more fitting vices than a depressant and a stimulant combined? And for the once culturally advanced Europe, now suddenly following America’s lead after “America created the twentieth century,” to use Stein’s phrase, what less surprising than that these symbols should become the norm worldwide? Years before the Marlboro Man graced the billboards of foreign cities, our ambassadors were already hard at work writing their novels in Europe, and more would soon join them. Hollywood took care of the rest.
Copyright (c) 2011 by Sol Luckman. All Rights Reserved.
[Sol Luckman is a prolific visual artist and critically acclaimed author of fiction and nonfiction. His numerous books include the international bestselling CONSCIOUS HEALING: BOOK ONE ON THE REGENETICS METHOD and the newly released POTENTIATE YOUR DNA: A PRACTICAL GUIDE TO HEALING AND TRANSFORMATION WITH THE REGENETICS METHOD. For information on the “revolutionary healing science” (NEXUS) of the Regenetics Method, check out http://www.PhoenixRegenetics.org. Sol is also author of the BEGINNER’S LUKE Series of seriocomic novels that hilariously explore the role of imagination in creating reality. A respected New York publisher, whose authors feature a National Book Award finalist and dozens of prestigious award winners, made an offer (declined in favor of self-publishing) for the six-volume BEGINNER’S LUKE Series, which was selected out of a “slush pile” of 8,000 manuscripts—a rare and wonderful feat. Luke’s signature obsessions with self, sex, satire and slapdash highlight a serious, and life-changing, point: CONSCIOUSNESS CREATES. The point is there is a point to living in the imagination—for only through it can we reinvent our ourselves and our world. Share the Adventure of an imaginary lifetime by visiting http://www.BeginnersLuke.com. View Sol’s paintings and learn more about his work at http://www.CrowRising.com.]
Writing the Monument: Sylvia Plath's Answer to Death in THE BELL JAR
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme ...
Faced with the inevitability of death, writers throughout history have sought to capture their identity (or another's) in their work as a way of transcending time. Perhaps the greatest example of such literary immortalization may be found in Shakespeare's sonnets, which often revolve around this posterity motif, but countless other writers have responded in their own fashion to the specter of death. The Romantic poets, for instance, obsessed with the fear of loss of self, often viewed their poetry as the only possible container for an otherwise transitory identity. And in the Twentieth Century, William Faulkner spoke of the artist as one who "[tries] to ... [carve] on the wall of oblivion, beyond which he will have to pass, in the tongue of the human spirit, 'Kilroy was here.'" It is thus not surprising that, in her autobiographical novel THE BELL JAR, Sylvia Plath should likewise desire to eternalize herself in the face of annihilation. Plath goes beyond mere rhetoric, however: THE BELL JAR may be read as a series of attempts, not unlike Shakespeare's sonnet sequence, to find a lasting container for a complex inner reality, culminating in the creation of the novel itself, which becomes the ultimate vessel for that reality. In the words of A. Alvarez, "It is as though [Plath] had decided that, for her [writing] to be valid, it must tackle head-on nothing less serious than her own death." From the very first sentence of the novel, death looms frighteningly close for Esther Greenwood, Plath's fictional persona: "It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New York." As is here intimated, and as we will see clearly later in the novel, Esther is headed for a profound confrontation with her mortality when she undergoes electrotherapy. Following Esther's treatment, in the words of Gordon Lameyer, Esther "[enters] deeper and deeper into this world of death" until she attempts suicide in Chapter Thirteen. Here the parallels between Esther and the author's own life are neatly drawn. Even on an extremely sophisticated level, Plath never lets us forget that "all flesh is grass": "with each flash a great jolt drubbed me till I thought my bones would break and the sap fly out of me like a split plant " (italics mine). What Esther fears in death is homogeneity. For her, mortality is the great equalizer, and her fear of death is closely linked to her fear of the void, of permanent identity loss. Referring to THE BELL JAR, Edward Butsher speaks of Plath's "central obsession with Kierkegaard's 'fear of nothingness.'" It is evident throughout the novel that Esther harbors a similar dread: "I felt myself melting into the shadows like the negative of the person I'd never seen before in my life." Or later, in Chapter Four: "I looked round me at all the rows of rapt little heads with the same silver glow on them and the same black shadow on them at back, and they looked like nothing more or less than a lot of stupid moonbrains" (italics mine). Even Esther's "panic-struck" reaction to physics may be interpreted as an outgrowth of her fear and indignation at what she considers a denial of individuality on the part of this "equalizing" science, which breaks everything down into faceless components and formulae. Esther feels that she must act or be swallowed by time. But what to do with such a fragile identity? How to fight back against death? In light of these questions, Esther's answer to Jay Cee's "inquisition" concerning her future takes on profoundest significance: "'I don't really know,' I heard myself say. I felt a deep shock, hearing myself say that, because the minute I said it, I knew it was true." Thus begins the narrator's quest, both for a unified self, as pointed out by such critics as Lameyer and Marjorie Perloff, and for a nonperishable vessel to carry that self into the future. Perloff asserts that "the central action of THE BELL JAR may be described as the attempt to heal the fracture between inner self and false-self system so that a real and viable identity can come into existence." While true, we must add that such a critical approach is limited in that it fails to account for Esther's simultaneous struggle to immortalize her emerging identity. The "monumental" nature of Esther's struggle is emphasized by the recurrence of various types of symbolic containers. Concerning the primary function of the oft-used image of the mirror, we could remark of Esther what she says of Hilda: "She [stares] at her reflection ... as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she [continues] to exist." The image of the bathtub, which occurs twice in the novel, also recalls Esther's search for a receptacle. Whether "coffin-shaped" and "marble," or simply a good place to lie after slitting one's wrists as Esther imagines it in Chapter Twelve, the bathtub is an unmistakable symbol of containment after death. The telephone is yet another recurring image in THE BELL JAR. And though, unlike the mirror and the bathtub, it is not a symbolic container, the telephone nevertheless plays an important role, thematically, in Esther's struggle to immortalize her identity. Described as both a "death's head" and as having a "bone-colored cradle," the telephone becomes an image of insistent death, of imminent identity loss, a problem that must be "answered." (Plath appreciates a good pun.) Foreshadowing her ultimate response (i.e., narrating the novel), Esther does give an answer: she "[lifts] the receiver and [speaks] in a husky, receptive voice" (italics mine).
In his essay "The Double in Sylvia Plath's THE BELL JAR," Lameyer, like Perloff, explains the novel in terms of the narrator's search for a distinct identity. According to Lameyer, Esther systematically identifies with another person—Betsy, Doreen, Hilda, then Joan—in an attempt to define herself, before rejecting this "double" as insufficient or bogus. Thus THE BELL JAR becomes a progression toward self-actualization, leading Esther from New York, to and through her would-be suicide, and ultimately beyond her "madness" to the sense of identity and rebirth with which the novel ends. Yet, here again, we must realize that Lameyer's approach, while revealing, is inadequate to describe the full complexity of Esther's struggle: the pure "psychological approach" fails to establish convincing reasons for Esther's rejection of all doubles. If we keep in mind that Esther's search is not only a quest for self, but also an effort to immortalize that self, then it becomes apparent that her doubles are themselves symbolic containers of identity, each being rejected in turn as she (the double) shows herself to be, in Perloff's words, "essentially a flawed human being." In other words, as Esther struggles to establish her identity, and at the same time a lasting vessel for that identity, she discovers doubles to be insufficient because any double will necessarily share her own human frailty. She cannot locate her identity in a medium as ephemeral as herself. Plath wrote in her college honors thesis: "Often the double becomes an ape or shadow which presages death and destruction." The most striking examples of the "inadequate" double are Joan, who is likened throughout to a horse, with obvious connotations of strength and vitality; and Doreen, who is described as having "eyes ... hard and polished and just about indestructible" and "blonde hair ... like a halo of gold." Yet both of these seemingly indefatigable doubles are rejected. Esther "[dissociates] [herself] from Joan completely," and Joan later commits suicide. Doreen, similarly rejected, becomes at the very moment of rejection a powerful symbol of Esther's mortality in contrast to the "eternally verdant" carpet on which Doreen lies: "I think I still expected to see Doreen's body lying there in the pool of vomit like an ugly, concrete testimony to my own dirty nature." The psychological approach is also inadequate in that it virtually ignores the literary implications of the text itself. Plath herself once said: "Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing ... I still want to see it finally ritualized in print" (italics mine). This attitude on Plath's part is related to the desire for literary eternalization we discussed in the introduction. As we will see, more than a result of psychosis or neurosis or divided self, THE BELL JAR is in fact the product of the author's need to find an enduring container.
Esther's fear of death, intimately tied to her "fear of nothingness," is also inextricably bound up in her dread of not becoming a great writer, whose work, like Shakespeare's, will transcend death and thereby eternalize the creative identity. This is a key concept to grasp in order to understand the novel. While renouncing doubles; religion ("Of course, I didn't believe in life after death"); and—as we will later demonstrate—sexuality as means of "beating death," Esther turns increasingly to literature for salvation. Thus her "panic" when "darkness [wipes] [her] out like chalk on a blackboard" (italics mine). And thus her crisis and breakdown when, having found no other suitable container for her identity, she discovers that she has not been accepted into the writing course she has looked forward to, as if the course, or rather her writing, were a "safe bridge over the dull gulf of the summer," a summer which is "like death." Clearly, what terrifies Esther here is the wordless "gap" into which, her writing having failed, she ("a body in a white blouse and green skirt") will inevitably "plummet" (italics mine). What to do? At this point, Esther feels that nothing can be done, no container can be found. She believes she has been defeated by oblivion. Her writing, as judged by her creative writing professor, is "factitious, artificial, sham." According to Lameyer, she "recalls all the criticism of her life and writing that anyone ever made and accepts [this] judgment." She has been unsuccessful in finding or creating a container for her emerging identity, and in the ultimate act of despair, she attempts suicide by crawling into a nook in the cellar and swallowing a bottle of sleeping pills. The irony of this attempted suicide is twofold. First, the act itself—climbing into a tight damp space evocative of a womb and suggestive of Esther's desire to rebecome "the white sweet baby cradled in its mother's belly"—is a symbolic search for a container. The fact that her would-be suicide fails contributes to this irony and produces a second paradox: Esther's attempted suicide is what sparks her recovery; in trying to end herself, she is actually beginning anew her search for identity and immortalization, a search ending in the creation of the novel itself, the fruit of her recovery. Viewed in this manner, even the title takes on great significance. "Bell," pronounced aloud, sounds exactly like the French belle, such as in the phrase "southern belle"; jar comes from the Arabic jarrah, which designates a type of earthen vessel. If there was any doubt before, there can be none now: Plath is looking for a jar in which to put the belle. Esther's recovery is only a matter of time: THE BELL JAR, like winter, invevitably moves toward a season of rebirth. What has been generally overlooked by critics, however, is that her recovery is tied not only to her emerging sense of identity, as pointed out by the psychological approach, but also to Esther's knowledge that she can and will write again, that she will find a way to immortalize herself in writing. It is no coincidence that in the closing chapter of the novel, Esther experiences in nature something similar to the dissolution of writer's block: "I could hear a musical trickle and drip as the sun thawed icicles and snow crusts." And the mention of "a pure, blank sheet" is rather blunt in its evocation of literary birth. In the end, Esther's writing, no longer a form of escape from reality as it was when she wrote "villanelles and sonnets" in Mr. Manzi's chemistry class, becomes a way of confronting reality. Her belief, expressed early in the novel, in the power of words to endure beyond other mortal endeavors, triumphs: "People were made of nothing so much as dust, and I couldn't see that doctoring all that dust was a bit better than writing poems people would remember and repeat to themselves when they were unhappy or sick or couldn't sleep." Esther's solution to the problem of death remains strictly verbal. Plath provides us with certain valuable indications that, though her narrator overcomes her fear of sexuality, marries and has children, her answer to death and loss of self does not lie in progeny. One reason for this, as expressed by Lameyer, is that "birth was inextricably bound up in [Plath's] mind with death." Throughout the text, Esther makes us aware that immortalizing herself through genesis, by creating a type of genetic continuum, is not an option: "Children made me sick." Or her bitter cynicism when Buddy Willard says that "after [Esther] [has] children ... [she] [won't] want to write poems any more." Or, after recounting the story of the nun and the Jew under the fig tree—an obvious symbol of sexuality—Esther's "literary" (and "anti-progeny") impulse to "crawl in between those black lines of print the way you crawl through a fence, and go to sleep under that beautiful big fig tree" (italics mine). Here again, we find the narrator's desire to contain her individuality in writing, as opposed to seeking refuge in childbearing as a means of continuum. The final irony in THE BELL JAR, and in our discussion of the novel, is the novel itself: our taking time and energy to examine Plath's attempt to eternalize herself in Esther Greenwood is testimony that she has done so. As long as there is a reader, the author's identity can never be lost; THE BELL JAR becomes Plath's monument to withstand time. Her "I am, I am, I am," an allusion to Samuel Coleridge's concept of the "infinite I am" (itself an allusion to biblical divinity and an assertion that words create the monument), can never fade. To but slightly rephrase Shakespeare's Sonnet #65: THE BELL JAR is Plath's way of saying, "in black ink my [life] may still shine bright."
Copyright (c) 2010 by Sol Luckman. All Rights Reserved.
[Sol Luckman is a prolific visual artist and critically acclaimed author of fiction and nonfiction. His numerous books include the international bestselling CONSCIOUS HEALING: BOOK ONE ON THE REGENETICS METHOD and the newly released POTENTIATE YOUR DNA: A PRACTICAL GUIDE TO HEALING AND TRANSFORMATION WITH THE REGENETICS METHOD. For information on the “revolutionary healing science” (NEXUS) of the Regenetics Method, check out http://www.PhoenixRegenetics.org. Sol is also author of the BEGINNER’S LUKE Series of seriocomic novels that hilariously explore the role of imagination in creating reality. A respected New York publisher, whose authors feature a National Book Award finalist and dozens of prestigious award winners, made an offer (declined in favor of self-publishing) for the six-volume BEGINNER’S LUKE Series, which was selected out of a “slush pile” of 8,000 manuscripts—a rare and wonderful feat. Luke’s signature obsessions with self, sex, satire and slapdash highlight a serious, and life-changing, point: CONSCIOUSNESS CREATES. The point is there is a point to living in the imagination—for only through it can we reinvent our ourselves and our world. Share the Adventure of an imaginary lifetime by visiting http://www.BeginnersLuke.com. View Sol’s paintings and learn more about his work at http://www.CrowRising.com.]
BEGINNER'S LUKE I: New Age City
“A modern-day ALICE IN WONDERLAND.” —Reader Views
“A mind-bending journey through the mind of the ultimate iconoclast.” —Apex Reviews
“Definitely a spiritual journey that you do not want to put down.” —Niama Williams, Ph.D.
From the acclaimed novel series BEGINNER’S LUKE, by bestselling author Sol Luckman, this short cinematic adaptation from the Adventure of an imaginary lifetime is like eating a birthday cake laced with acid. You think it’s just cake—but then your mind is altered!
Luke’s signature obsessions with self, sex, satire and slapdash highlight a serious, and life-changing, point: CONSCIOUSNESS CREATES. The point is there is a point to living in the imagination—for only through it can we reinvent our ourselves and our world.
Visit the official BEGINNER’S LUKE website at www.beginnersluke.com.



