Two Headed Mother in the context of Mother Horse Eyes.
I don't care that this is just for me and my own obsession. When listening to Creepcast's reading of Mother Horse Eyes, all I could think about was Two Headed Mother by Ethel Cain. In my mind, they tell such a similar story. So this is me going lyric-by-lyric and linking it to the story of Mother Horse Eyes;
"you know..." Repeated over and over in the opening of the song, almost mockingly. The whole story of Mother Horse Eyes is told through the narrator, as a kind of prophet, who knows an overwhelming truth about all of humanity, and humanities that could (never) be, and have (never) been. This voice is Mother taunting him throughout the time in his life that he stifles what he already knows, and has known from a child.
"You think that you create the waves, But I create you." The multiple groups that create "flesh interfaces", or the future of "hygiene beds" and such, want to be in control of their creation. Nations try and warp the flesh interfaces into weapons, tools for their own gain. Or a device for any person's own perverse fantasies - a Nozick's Machine. But these are all acts of hubris, and futile. It is the Mother that creates.-Note: There are even multiple times interfaces are linked to large bodies of water, and whales. Which seems like an even more perfect link to "waves."
"Two Headed Mother in your bed, you know she hates you." In this reading, the "Two Headed Mother" obviously becomes Mother Horse Eyes. A twisted Anti-Christ figure. Both loving, and horrifyingly uncaring. She is seen caring for the narrator in the final passages, as a stand-in for his own mother. But she is trying to manipulate him, turn the stones into bread. Not for his gain, but for her's. She is repeatedly and explicitly linked to the Devil. "In your bed" for me shows how close Mother is, always. She is with the narrator his whole life, and she is dictating every part of humanity. But of course, "she hates you."
"Kissing tyrannical heads spitting at you babe, fire you wade through. The ways that I fuck myself and get down good never need to mind you." The Mother Horse Eyes narrative frequently talks about sex, and masturbation, often as a symbol of a broken down and addicted psyche. The people in the hygiene beds, who are living whatever narrative they want online, cant help but resort to stories of only sex. Upon leaving the bed, they become addicted to masturbation, because that is all they know, that is all they want - a constant flow of serotonin. The flesh interfaces are once bluntly described as similar to a vagina - horrifically twisting biology into a disgusting and overwhelming "thing." The images of sex disgusting and shocking throughout the story. It is ultimately put at the centre of the perverse and addicted minds of humanity.
"I've loved before, I'll kill again. You're just the worst of all my men." For me, this relates to the circularity of the narrative. Constantly flickering between different points in time that perfectly mirror each other. Humanity is endlessly repeating itself, never achieving anything greater, always committing the same acts. The narrator also mirrors this, always going back to substances. Hopelessly addicted. Possibly not a prophet at all, just manically insane. He is "the worst of all men."
"I'm not gon' pull you out the den so they don't bite you." Mother is an unloving, uncaring god. Mother never aids the narrator, she never aids anyone. The "den" I see as flesh interfaces, eating and re-birthing people. These "dens" are seemingly part of Mother, she consumes and births all of humanity. Without sympathy.
"I wont feel good again until I'm up inside you." The last lyric of the song that is said fully intelligibly, it seems threatening, and sick. Maybe representing the visions the narrator is given from Mother, as she tries to use him in some way, turn him into something, possibly part of her. It could also be more about the flesh interfaces, that consume beings, and birth them again. The Mother is again becoming part of people, and taking over.
"I love you, I love you, I love you, I'll love till' I'm sore. I don't love you, I don't love you, I don't love you anymore." This, to me, mirrors the strange role of the Mother, as the mother of all humanities and civilisations, but to what goal? it seems to contradict itself, that the Mother of the universe is not God, but The Devil. What could she possibly want with creation? Mothering all of humanity, but not out of love. If not love, then what?
"Two Headed Mother pulled you from the black, and she can send you back." Ultimately, Mother is a god. A god of civilisation. Maybe birthing every person, dictating every person's life, then ultimately consuming them back. She is the one in control. Life is at her will.
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