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Argüelles is a scoundrel of cosmic proportions. He
raids the great mythic foundations of our cognizance, east and west and
reshapes them according to the whims of his own hyper- phantasmamystic
muse. No one else shatters the eggshell of mind like this poetry, "what
is that? Sex you medea you/ bring it all down Baby/ nail me to the cross
no tantra/ mantra sutra diamong lapse OK." Argüelles is our
neon intoxicated honky tonk Prometheus wailing in the demigurge's avisary.
He reveals in the banquet of liberated soul and delivers an epic that
flies higher and more beautifully than all others.