When Colonel West peeled off from Delta Force to follow the petropolitical undercurrent back to its source, he began to exhume this stuff -- at least, he developed a major Lamassu obsession, insisting The War had its own (un)life fuelled by 'the other side' of the oil supply.

Reza, could you say more about the way WAR connects to the hyperstitional dissolution of the State in this narrative?

PS. Axis Of Evil (AOE), 10 letters.
(Qabbalizes: 89 + 39 + 84 = 212 (2 x 2 x 53,
53 = GOD and UN, otherwise mysterious, though echoes 4 2 4 letter pattern of the initial expression)).
Five legs ... hmmm.

>>>When Colonel West peeled off from Delta Force to follow the petropolitical undercurrent back to its source, he began to exhume this stuff -- at least, he developed a major Lamassu obsession, insisting The War had its own (un)life fuelled by 'the other side' of the oil supply.

In his search for hunting certain evidences of Islamic warmachines as ‘coupling agents’ deployed between carbon chemical bonds within oil, technically known as ‘Sol gel’ [called ‘The Fallen cult of the Sun’ among the locals], Colonel West came across a line of military superconductivity in oil which he has already seen in the autonomous mechanisms of Lamassus and artificial nano-particles of dust, a hyperstitional anomaly in dynamism caused by terminal fusion of lineation and foliation, tactics and strategy disruptive to any configuration of warmachines. He came to this point that such petrodynamic currents render oil as a Tellurian Lubricant on which everything slides toward the other side of the earth or the Tellurian Omega (Colonel West asked himself, if war machines know where they go, then why we are always somewhere else?) where Wahhabis (the cultists of the Lube) sanctify and celebrate as the ‘Purged Land’.

>>> Reza, could you say more about the way WAR connects to the hyperstitional dissolution of the State in this narrative?

This is the line I’m trying to fully develop in later pieces on Mesopotamia on this blog ... but honestly, I think it’s too heavy to be considered as a personal project ... it needs support from you, Mark, Anna and others ... certainly, it should be regarded as a collective enterprise (perhaps, we’d better start with narrow questions then develop them together.) ... but for now:

if WAR is a burning hell for warmachines that even its avatars may render a warmachine dysfunctional and utterly neutralized, then the fog-of-war (what has been disregarded in D&Gon model) must propagate a sphere around war through which warmachines effectively operate and are being annihilated or technically join the war (follow the piece on Dust as the fog-of-war) without being evaporated instantly ... as soon as a warmachine enter the fog, its vision is replaced by a radical vision programmed by the fog ... this vision is permanent and may intensify based on the later communications of the warmachine with war via the fog. To render war both invisible and immanent for warmachines, the fog must run as an immense proliferating tide of positive unblief (it tells secrets stories to warmachines about war as an unseen superstitious Thing(s), assemble cults of war, form a superstitious avatar of war in the vision it has imparted to warmachines, and engineers unheard-of tactical multiplicities as dynamic lines for warmachines, etc.) ... the fog-of-war is enmeshed as a hyperstitional ocean or the mistmare embedding certain hyperstitional identities to warmachines through their artificialized visions ... wherever warmachines go, they work according to their fog-blindness or hyperstitional vision (based on war as a superstitious thing shrouded in the fog) ... they try to develop a pragmatic approach to everything, based on their hyperstitional visions (radical blindness made by the fog). Assyrians as a war-worn race (totally inhabited in the fog-of-war) contaminated by the same hyperstitionally possessed warmachines which were not the agent of the state any longer, nor war-machines but the machines of war, diabolical particles of the fog which voraciously tend to spread ... carrying so much dust with themselves to form the fog-of-war inside the state, making the zone ready for the awakening of war, reinventing everything as warmachines destined to be hunted by war through the dust jungle of the fog.

Here, Lamassu and Puzuzu (among other Assyrian hyperstitional weapons spawned by the hyperstition plague disseminated by the contaminated state warmachines which apparently returned home unharmed) positioned at borders as fully hyperstitional warmachines (to endure war and operate smoothly in the fog which is demonically materialized in Mesopotamia as Dust-clouds, meteorological dust-devils, etc) to repel or capture intrusive hyperstitions but since all hyperstitions run on a plane of positive unbelief (consider it as a reduction-code for mistmare, the fog-of-war or dust-cloud) they eventually fuse with each other, give rise to autonomous hyperstitional entities swarming borders with the fog-of-war, forming hyperstition colonies at the border of the state, colonies which grow fast, overpopulating and producing too much hyperstitional pollution, slowly beginning to overflow and submerging the state from within and borders.

Some details on Lamassu:

http://www.zyworld.com/Assyrian/FLYING%20WITH%20BULLS.htm
And:
http://www.bethsuryoyo.com/Code/Gallery/AssyrianWingedBullDetails.html

Reza - maybe we could slow down / phase-in West's flood of oily revelation - with some additional attention to the actual process of discovery or 'epistemic stimulation' which would then introduce some narrative fibre automatically.
At the moment we just have him dipping his index finger in a can of petroleum before his central nervous system is shorted out by an eschatalogical furor of cosmic insight ;)

PS. great to see Puzuzu joining the party

PS2. On the war machine - as you know, i'm increasingly drawn to the delineation of a war machine in a sense perhaps closer to Pynchon than the D&Gon - War as a machine, with all conflictual elements conceived as machine parts ['grasp the war as a machine'], rather than warmachines colliding to produce a war - interested in how this ultimately interconnects with your insights
As you say, collective spiro-zig-zag production is the only efficient way of finding out

PS3. Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian: "War is God"

>>>At the moment we just have him dipping his index finger in a can of petroleum before his central nervous system is shorted out by an eschatalogical furor of cosmic insight ;)

Agreed ... but this doesn’t mean we can’t use a few flash forwards to degenerate the sequence; does it? ;)

>>>PS3. Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian: "War is God"

Some sort of repeated line but anyway: “I’ll walk into hell with a can of gasoline. (Colonel West, Iraq War)