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More a concertina-like scroll than a book, the beginning and the end of this long stretch of paper are attached to two thin black-lacquered wooden panels using thread tied through a pair of holes in each block (4\u201d\u00d710 \u00bd\u201d). Unfurled, the paper runs to approximately 50 pages of text. Folded, accordion-like, it is held shut with a ribbon of coarse black material. Several Chinese characters have been inlaid on the opening wooden panel in gold leaf (\u201cheishan shen n\u00fc<\/em>\u201d which literally reads as Black Fan Goddess in English). The contents are in Classical Chinese.<\/p>\n Chinese readers will note that the characters used for \u201cGoddess\u201d (shen n\u00fc<\/em>) are also a euphemism for \u201cprostitute,\u201d giving the title a particularly curious dual-meaning for those unversed in its contents.<\/p>\n The binding method can be recognized as pleated-leaf binding (an Indian technique used for religious sutras, later adopted by the Chinese who call it Fan chia chuang<\/em>), a fashion usually associated with Buddhist religious writings. This style was popular after the 1st<\/sup> century AD, though it can determined with little effort that the work was produced sometime in the mid-16th century due to the materials used.<\/p>\n Considering the fact that it was written in the middle of the Ming dynasty, but used Classical text and Han-era binding techniques it can be seen as oddly an anachronistic, if not deliberately archaic method.<\/p>\n The book is a long poem dedicated to a being referred to as the \u201cGoddess of the Black Fan,\u201d and describes the author\u2019s murderous devotion to her. Over the course of many gruesome and terrible verses the author tells how he engaged in acts of kidnapping, murder, cannibalism, and what can only be described as bestiality, if not something far worse, all in the name of devotion to this Goddess. The poetic styling marks the author as a person of good education and, if the subject matter was not abhorrent to the extreme, a reader might go so far as to call it beautiful. Even a fleeting skim gives rise to feelings of disgust and self-loathing that will leave the average reader feeling physically ill.<\/p>\n She stands alone in her temple<\/em><\/p>\n Alone atop a bejeweled dais<\/em><\/p>\n Her beauty would blast the heavens<\/em><\/p>\n Her eyes are dark green pools<\/em><\/p>\n A silken tunic she wears<\/em><\/p>\n Yellow and black in color, like a wasp<\/em><\/p>\n And in her belt she has tucked her sting<\/em><\/p>\n Six sickles, sharp as a dragon\u2018s tooth<\/em><\/p>\n Her face she hides behind a fan<\/em><\/p>\n Black metal, as black as darkness<\/em><\/p>\n My lady, remove your fan<\/em><\/p>\n I would feast upon your beauty<\/em><\/p>\n The fan flutters but does not fall<\/em><\/p>\n She simpers behind the fan and says<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cYou would make such requests of Me?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n Her voice is like iron shredding velvet<\/em><\/p>\n \u2013\u2013\u2039\u2021\u203a\u2013\u2013<\/em><\/p>\n Why should Hsien have children when I<\/em><\/p>\n have lost mine?<\/em><\/p>\n He has never been an honorable man<\/em><\/p>\n If there were justice, he would have lost his<\/em><\/p>\n children<\/em><\/p>\n But thanks to the Goddess, there can be justice<\/em><\/p>\n again<\/em><\/p>\n Hsien\u2019s house was quiet, and even the servants<\/em><\/p>\n and dogs slept<\/em><\/p>\n None heard me enter, none heard me leave<\/em><\/p>\n A dozing child in my arms, a baby in my<\/em><\/p>\n sack<\/em><\/p>\n All glory and praise to the Goddess of the<\/em><\/p>\n Black Fan!<\/em><\/p>\n \u2013\u2013\u2039\u2021\u203a\u2013\u2013<\/em><\/p>\n Her eyes remained the same, so green and<\/em><\/p>\n deep<\/em><\/p>\n So rich and lovely, still could they put me in<\/em><\/p>\n a trance<\/em><\/p>\n Her eyes remained the same, yet when the<\/em><\/p>\n black fan fell<\/em><\/p>\n Everything else about her changed<\/em><\/p>\n I have focused on her fan and her eyes, but<\/em><\/p>\n now I finally see her<\/em><\/p>\n Before my eyes, she expands, now a bloated<\/em><\/p>\n slug, immense and howling<\/em><\/p>\n Her sweet mouth sprouts into five fangfilled<\/em><\/p>\n maws<\/em><\/p>\n Her arms become venomous snakes, thirsty<\/em><\/p>\n for blood<\/em><\/p>\n The dragon-toothed feaster towering above<\/em><\/p>\n me, her own temple too small<\/em><\/p>\n Her mouths open and five voices giggle<\/em><\/p>\n girlishly, licking the air<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cTell your Goddess that you love her, Liu<\/em><\/p>\n Chan-fang\u201d she taunts<\/em><\/p>\n I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her, I<\/em><\/p>\n love her<\/em><\/p>\n \u2013\u2013\u2039\u2021\u203a\u2013\u2013<\/em><\/p>\n Thus have I taken the sickle of the Goddess<\/em><\/p>\n and opened my belly<\/em><\/p>\n My quill is dipped into my own reservoir<\/em><\/p>\n and my own red ink<\/em><\/p>\n As my heart has bled for the glory of my<\/em><\/p>\n Goddess<\/em><\/p>\n Now let my heart bleed to commemorate her<\/em><\/p>\n horrors<\/em><\/p>\n With these words, my poem is completed<\/em><\/p>\n With these words, I die<\/em><\/p>\n All praise and worship to my Goddess<\/em><\/p>\n My Goddess of the Black Fan<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Scroll searched by Jackson Elias and recieved from Hong Kong university: GODDESS OF THE BLACK FAN PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION More a concertina-like scroll than a book, the beginning and the end of this long stretch of paper are attached to two … Continue reading CONTENTS AFTER QUICK SKIMMING:<\/h4>\n
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