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We are here, and we have a plan.
So much hypocrisy. I’m connected with a lot of alternative artists and musicians in the transformational festival scene. I see a lot of New Agey types running around blabbering about bliss and compassion as they fly around on jets, shoveling dead flesh into their mouths. There is no compassion in the killing and eating of another being for your own benefit. Period. I don't care what your sociocultural context is.
"Labour well the Minute Particulars, attend to the Little-ones: And those who are in misery cannot remain so long If we do but our duty: labour well the teeming Earth." - William Blake
And no, this is not a debate. It was never a debate. If you can't handle the heat of your own fires, don't fucking light them.
But that’s not the only problem with the scene, honestly. There is way too much gender essentialism (ultimately reinforcing the patriarchy), too much empty rhetoric (leading to no action on anything of significance). Too much reliance on spiritual materialism in so many of its forms. I think it leads to a lot of internal problems that are only slowly being worked out, over the years (and not nearly quickly enough).
I’m not going to refrain from talking about those big social issues, and will continue to do so here and in other venues. I’m sure it won’t win me many friends, but there’s work to be done.
Let’s go slay those idols.
Deregulated capitalism and the meat industry go together very well. Both are driven by exploitation at the base (of life, labor, etc).
Recently, someone tried to lecture me re: my advocacy of a vegan lifestyle. He tried to claim that, somehow, consumption patterns are irrelevant because our primary concern should be with dismantling capitalism/industrial civilization as a whole. This didn't really warrant any response. Of course we must dismantle the hypercapitalist world oligarchy - I've never claimed otherwise - but I was talking about saving the biosphere. We don't have to get rid of everything we've created to save the world. My argument is about examining the source of the problem, and providing a solution that is actually attainable, and is of benefit to all who partake.
No one's gunna give up the modern world. And why should we? Do you want to let go of all of this? Are you ready to surrender the technomycelial network of electronic threads that connect us all, that unite us, that enable us to see-think-know-feel-be and CREATE things that were never possible before?
You're not ready, and neither are the 7 billion other human beings who are striving, striving, striving for some kind of peace on this earth. The peace of Eden is lost to us. We burned it down. But a new kind of peace is possible. A symbiotic, harmonic, electronic peace. It's time to heal, to create a new world. We can't do that if we abandon it all.
Honor yesterday, but bury it. And light up the future.
Demand a better narrative.

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No god but the world, a mandala made of sand and smoke. Watch it blow away.
The horizon is charged, and waiting. It shimmers with a thousand nameless colors.
Eat me up, dreamweaver. Drink me down.