Oh glorious joy of Wikipedia, it provides such knowledge that have completely no use for practical day-to-day life but are completely good batter to be thrown about when you're having dinner with a person for the first time in your lives and you've gone all across the usual topics like where are you studying, what's your favorite color or whether you like using force in bed.
Yes, the wonders of the internet works as such that I no longer have to extend an arm to find out rubbish that otherwise could not be accessed in this country. Ah, technology. It makes things so much more easier and us so much more useless. Can Christian Bale save us from machine damnation? (oo, Terminator 4 reference! so early!)
For some reason I've stumbled on the aforementioned "motif of harmful sensation", a literary device that's also very apparent in various mythology such as that of Greek, Roman and Hindu among others. It's commonly mentioned in texts that common mortals (that's you and me, folks. unless you wanna up yourself or something. feel free to do that in your own time) are not able to really set their eyes on the full-form of a deity, be it a big papa deity like a God like Zeus or something or be it a small fry deity like a vague passing icon entity, like Medusa. Ah, yes, Medusa. Perfect example.
You see her freaky reptilian hair, and not only do you go "whoa mama wtf" but you get stoned. No, not like hee hee haa haa this is good shit stoned but stoned as in you get hard. Man, is there any way to say this that doesn't insinuate some crude form of vulgarity? You turn to stone, okay?
Yeah, so. Wikipedia tells me that it is because it is believed that we as mortals are ill-equiped to fully comprehend the magnifince or sheer divinity of those beings. I mean, most of us when confronted with a page of algebra start drooling ourselves, so we can't possibly comprehend the sheer existence of an ultimate being. So says Wikiwikimen: When Lot's wife defies the order of an angel and sets her eyes on the big G-man (that's God, not government officials) lay the smackdown on a city, she turned into a pillar of salt, as they quote Genesis 19:16-26.
Why she turned into a pillar of salt and not a bunch of bananas I do not know, maybe the Pope or God himself does.
There are several variations to this literary device. Sometimes writers or literary figures or scribes transpose the concept and scale it into a specific section: like Medusa's hair, or like in that Kevin Smith movie Dogma where God (played by Alanis Morisette, appropriately enough) has a voice that is unable to be comprehended by human beings, so she speaks through another medium: another person.
Another variation does not deal with Gods or deities. The only thing I can think of at such an hour is looking so damn fine and beautiful that anybody who lays a finger or even an eye on said person would burst into flames. Gives a new dimension to the term 'flamin' hot', no?
But you know, I don't think that that is entirely a literary device. I mean, if the argument proposing the existence of the G-man or men is still being acceptable by a significant percentage of the human race, and by definition I believe that as long as you give contribution in the form of faith and belief in something therefore making that thing that is being believed real, I pretty much think that someone CAN be so hot that anybody looking at the fella burst into flames.
Yes. I know my mission now. I shall make myself so seksi and hot that I'll make you so finger lickin' good, KFC's gonna wanna sell ya.
Ya mama. You read history begin right here.
(Currently listening to:- Opening Song from Episode 2 (title debatable) from Dr. Horrible's Sing a long Blog)
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