All of his life as a writer Ernest Hemingway was telling us that he and writing were one. He and his fictional self in his novels became one. The reader became one with them. In The Garden of Eden Hemingway performed gender transmogrification to same purpose.
The physical product of the act of writing is dark, usually black, on light, usually white. The physical product is an indivisible two into one creation by the writer, dark and light united and inseparable, the black marks having no existence except on the white space and being meaningless, indeed unimaginable without the other. It was Ernest Hemingway's intent to impress this physical unity upon his readers. But he went further. Since the unity of black and white in the written product is indivisible, since the product is one of creation the physical can only be destroyed violently,by ripping, or burning for instance. Hemingway showed us that physical unity and taught us to read the white spaces and the dark marks but he went higher and further for he proved to us in The Garden of Eden and in the last act of his physical life that there was spiritual oneness between writer and physical product and physical destruction did not preclude spiritual resurrection or resurrection of the destroyed physical product, that time was not linear but looped and that remembrance of things past could serve physical recreation and spiritual resurrection. The foundational unity that made all others possible, the fundamental, indivisible entity in Ernest Hemingway’s particle physics, that which could not be divided further even with primordial violence, was the writer as ever-living spiritual being and his writing. And when he could no longer write Ernest Hemingway arose on the morning of that day as he did on days when he could write and without waking Mary put on his bathrobe as he had done on days when he could write and went down to the foyer where Mary had left the key on the windowsill as she had done on days when he could write and unlocked the cellar door and went down the stairs and retrieved his shotgun and loaded the shells two into one and reclimbed the stairs and reentered the foyer and balanced the stock on the linoleum floor and bent over the shotgun and put the two barrels of the one gun into his mouth and reached his hands down and pulled the trigger and in an explosion of primordial violence with flash of light and forever darkness showed us that darkness and light and black and white and beginning and ending, destruction and creation, life and death and love and hate, he and writing and we and him and everyone and everything are one and he spiritually lived then as he always had in the black and white of his writing.
*An earlier version of this post was originally published on Sept 18, 2019 at 12:28 pm. It has been worked and reworked substantially this day and is reconstituted and reposted as a new post.
The physical product of the act of writing is dark, usually black, on light, usually white. The physical product is an indivisible two into one creation by the writer, dark and light united and inseparable, the black marks having no existence except on the white space and being meaningless, indeed unimaginable without the other. It was Ernest Hemingway's intent to impress this physical unity upon his readers. But he went further. Since the unity of black and white in the written product is indivisible, since the product is one of creation the physical can only be destroyed violently,by ripping, or burning for instance. Hemingway showed us that physical unity and taught us to read the white spaces and the dark marks but he went higher and further for he proved to us in The Garden of Eden and in the last act of his physical life that there was spiritual oneness between writer and physical product and physical destruction did not preclude spiritual resurrection or resurrection of the destroyed physical product, that time was not linear but looped and that remembrance of things past could serve physical recreation and spiritual resurrection. The foundational unity that made all others possible, the fundamental, indivisible entity in Ernest Hemingway’s particle physics, that which could not be divided further even with primordial violence, was the writer as ever-living spiritual being and his writing. And when he could no longer write Ernest Hemingway arose on the morning of that day as he did on days when he could write and without waking Mary put on his bathrobe as he had done on days when he could write and went down to the foyer where Mary had left the key on the windowsill as she had done on days when he could write and unlocked the cellar door and went down the stairs and retrieved his shotgun and loaded the shells two into one and reclimbed the stairs and reentered the foyer and balanced the stock on the linoleum floor and bent over the shotgun and put the two barrels of the one gun into his mouth and reached his hands down and pulled the trigger and in an explosion of primordial violence with flash of light and forever darkness showed us that darkness and light and black and white and beginning and ending, destruction and creation, life and death and love and hate, he and writing and we and him and everyone and everything are one and he spiritually lived then as he always had in the black and white of his writing.
*An earlier version of this post was originally published on Sept 18, 2019 at 12:28 pm. It has been worked and reworked substantially this day and is reconstituted and reposted as a new post.
