Lipton’s Journal/February 22, 1955/692

From Project Mailer

The root oom. womb, boom, doom, gloom (god’s loom) groom (god’s room) hoom (whom) loom, broom. I think oom is an instinctive sound for space, body space, space in relation to the body, for m (man and mother) is the outside giver. Thus, womb as the world of oom, boom as the bead of oom, doom as the death of oom, gloom as god’s love of space—we are gloomy when there is no escape into space for us—groom, God’s red rooty oom. Whom (hoom)—which personified embodiment of living space, living volume. Ah, here we are, oom and volume.