The Literary Folder
from 'THE LIBER HELIX'
'The Ibiza Papers Part 10'
'The Tabernacle turns out to be the former Mirror from the Director's Chamber, or the Wheel of Fortune'(C.10)
This building housed an enormous attic, a depot of moulds and casts of ancient Greek sculpture. Heads of Plato and other philosophers, athletes, horses, bust's, body parts in plaster. It was my favorite place. It was only dimly lit, and the statues stood there, waiting. Rows and rows of them. On the floor lay the parts, hands in gypsum , ears, an arm, a foot. The atmosphere was strange, all these urgent remaining copie's of 'a culture lost'. Dusty light fell in from the window at the facade - a spot to smoke a cigarette, and below that window hung a broad zinc gutter, that became warm in the morning sun, and wherein you could lie down easily. A self selected group of students practised here the 'Gutterlying' - for in the Dutch language boys studying on an Academy for the Arts where doomed to end up in a gutter. We smoked, yelled strange 'Jack Keroackian' cries, laying there and looking up into the sky with the sailing white clouds. Each half hour the carrillon of the Dom tower presented its play of bell's.
Why have I stolen the mirror from the Director out of the stately Directors chambers? - It did not occur to me that I 'stole' the thing. It seemed something that needed to be done, to readjust the Order of things. For it looked terribly misplaced, that mirror there in the room of Mr. Diemel. It had to go. It was a large thing, in a very golden baroque frame. In fact I wanted the control over the future: I had stolen the Wheel of Fortune, that empty shining thing that showed nothing but me and the 'que sera sera'. (C.10) The mirror was transported in the style of the old Persian Magi, carried at the back of my blessed friend Harry H., who in this fashion reflected the Universe, and who sat behind me on the '42 Harley Liberator, driving down the Biltstreet, both very much convinced of the very nessecity of this action, and determent to carry out this task. I brought it home, and hung it above the next marble chimney. . .