Monthly Archives: August 2014

Panarchy! A How-To (Part 1 – Beginning)

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I’ve been trying to write this article for a week now because I decided to start with four whole books but it took too long and got stalled so I’m starting again with an outline and the first of the four books I wrote about – Elaine Pagels’ Gnostic Gospels, a fabulous book on the beliefs of an ancient heretical sect of Christianity and their relationship with a nascent orthodox church. Groovy! Let’s start:

Why Panarchy?

Panarchy is a word I came up with in the last hour after thinking about what to call this book for the past week or so. I’ve been thinking “Anarchy and Hierarchy”, “Heterachy”, “Non-Hierarchical Organisation” (Doesn’t really flow off the tongue does it?) but for one reason or another I haven’t been happy with any of them. Panarchy is a new word I came up with after about 20 minutes of checking out the etymology of the word “hierarchy” and more specifically the suffix “-archy” and then going to the toilet and reading Mikhail Bakhtin’s Rabelais and His World for a while. Panarchy means two things which are the same thing: the rule of all and the rule of satire (Pan = Satyr = Satire). The rule of all – the rule of everyone as equals, kings and queens alike – is contingent on the rule of laughter and play. This is play in the sense of the old question “What would you do if you were king for a day?” This is satire in the liberating sense, because good satire only punches upward.

Only equals may laugh…. To make men smile at the god Apis is to deprive him of his sacred rank and to transform him into a common bull.”

When we develop the religious metaphor the relationship between satyrs, satires, devils and Panarchy will become clear. The old Christian Devil – THE Devil, the big goat man – was once Pan, the Horned God (Which will also be covered when I look over Slaine, this cool old comic book). The question here is why Pan, as opposed to any other stolen god (eg. Beelzebub, who is especially interesting because of his other name, Baal, whose principle of fun and debauchery is expressed in Bertold Brecht’s play of the same name) has become the dominant popular image of The Devil. What is it about the fun-loving, free-wheeling Pan that makes him the antithesis of old Christian seriousness? These are fantastically interesting questions which we’ll have to leave til later. We’ll explore the seriousness of angels, their opposition to the devils and their freedoms (Also interesting – the autonomous, self-organising computer programs known as “Demons”, to be covered in a review of Manuel DeLanda’s War in the Age of Intelligent Machines.).

I love this article so I’m going to publish it as it is, following up with the first book next time.

Next time: Elaine Pagels’ Gnostic Gospels and the method of the High Priests.

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small poem

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God commits suicide

The world

God is the most beautiful

thing has ever existed

His death is the

Saddest thing that

Will ever happen

He is the only one

He has died

perfection has died

with him love has

died with him

he was the most

beautiful thing that

has ever existed

he is is perfect and

now he is dead and

no one knows why

God is dead

he has comm

God is dead

he has committed

suicide

and we have died

with him.

 

We are mourning

wailing

and we have never

known happiness

he is ded

and we have killed him

and we have never known

happiness

Email to Amanda #1

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p. 467: Class and Place: Why do the privileged vampirise the culture of place? What’s the process by which they murder culture? If culture can be murdered, how is it born, how does it accumulate and what transformations does it endure? Culture is place’s lifeblood. Culture is psychic energy and ley lines. Ley lines are flows. Which come first – the lines or the intersections? A town exists not in its occupants, but in the process of entering and leaving. (Is there a word for all-normative people? Rich, white, straight, male, etc. Ruling class? The privileged?)
Is there something about minorities and marginal people that makes them more vital? Am I romanticising disadvantage? If I am, why shouldn’t I? Nothing says I can’t acknowledge how shitty it is to be disadvantaged and take pleasure in what the disadvantaged have over the privileged – vitality. In being marginal, we constitute edges. This is why we’re better at making place. What’s alive is nomadic – if a place is cool enough to get lines forming, it’s no longer cool. Cool is never a cause – if you go to a place because it’s cool, you’re missing the point.
p. 473: Destruction of place: “Navaho beliefs that Arizona’s Black Mesa is a sacred place did not prevent the Peabody Coal Company from strip mining it for coal starting in 1970 (Kelley & Francis 1994).”
Destruction – to build down, to reduce builtness, to unbuild. Why is there a visceral rush at the idea of destroying a sacred place? Why does it give you a sense of power? Bad power. Violating the inviolable makes you inviolable. Consider the effect of zeroing place on the people who do it. What happens to them? What does it take to do it, and how does it leave them changed?

I’m going to start working on a book and posting it here.

Poetry Compiled in Triplets from Zykon Coven Youtube Account

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**EXTRATERRESTRIAL BEINGS RESIDING IN GEO-THERMAL PARADISE. EXPLORE THROBBING MOUNTAINS OF SAND, LITTERED WITH PALM TREES AND CRYOGENIC MEMORY SHRINES**

**SWIMMING THROUGH THE AZURE AMPHIBIA DATA OASIS. CYCLICAL STEAM VISIONS OF ANCIENT CONSTANTS AT PLAY WITHIN THE MISTY REEDS**

**THROUGH THE FLUSHPIPE INTO EMPERYEAN SUBTERRANEAN ISOLATION. THE SANDS OF TIME SLOW INFINITELY IN THE CLUTTERED RED EARTH VORTEX**

**SPELUNKING IN THE CURSED LAGOON OF KAPU KAI. SHADOWS DANCING UNDER EMERALD WAVES ACROSS THE SKY**
**ANESTHETIC WINDS BLOWING THROUGH DESOLATE NEO-REALITIES, CARRYING THE HAUNTED ECHOS OF DREAM TEMPLES PASSED**
**SPIRITUAL AND TECHNOLOGICAL SYNTHESIS. HORIZONS FOLD IN THE WAKE OF THE JEWEL ENCRUSTED SKY-WAY TOWER**

**FALLING THROUGH CLOUD COVER. HUMBLING TRANSMISSIONS FROM THE SKY-FORM MONASTERIES WRAPPED IN CRIMSON LIGHT**
**PLANES OF CIMMERIAN HALLUCINATION AND INTROSPECTIVE-FLORA BLOSSOMING. THE UNIVERSE AND MIND CRADLED AS ONE BY WARM INCENSE CLOUDS**
**A HUMECTANT SWIRLING DARK MEMORY TAPESTRY. CIRCADIAN SAND RHYTHM SPIRITS RIDE IN ON BECKONING STORM CLOUDS**

**SOLAR SALVATION BROUGHT UPON BY COSMIC COMMUNION AT THE WHIM OF THE WHITE COCONUT EMPRESS**
**GRANITE RATTLESNAKE CELESTIA. GLOWING RUMINATION POURING OUT FROM THE VERDURE CAVERN SHRINE FACING WEST**
**ANALOG WHITE NOISE PRIMITIVISM. CHURNING SHADOWS OF SUMMERTIME AND AGGRESSION AMASSING**

**AN ESOTERIC AND EXPANSIVE TIME TRAVEL LITURGY. RECONDITE STONE-AGES SUBMERGED IN DENSE HUMIDITY AND MIND-FLORA**
**THE EMERALD HEART OF AFRICA AS EXPLORED THROUGH 1990’s COMPUTER PROGRAMS. A LUSH AND DENSE SYNTH RAIN FOREST**
**A LUCID JOURNEY THROUGH ARTIFICIAL SELF-REALIZATION AND GYRO-TROPIC DIMENSIONS. BASK IN THE BURNING HOT SHADOWS OF YOUR POTENTIAL**

**PREHISTORIC POP RISING UP FROM JUNK FOOD TAR PITS. A HYPNAGOGIC MIASMA AND STAR-CROSSED OOZE BANQUET**
**GRINDING MASS MEDIA SOUND CONTORTION. A FETISHIZATION OF INDUSTRIALIZATION**
**SPRINTING THROUGH SEEDY ABANDONED CITY STREETS. CRUMBLING CEMENT MORPHS INTO STARLIGHT**

**ECHOLOCATION PAN-FLUTE RITUALS BUBBLING UP FROM DEPTHS OF PLASTIC CORAL AND HOLOGRAPHIC FLOTSAM**

**A CRAWLING VOYAGE THROUGH ANXIETY AND PARANOIA ONLY TO END IN LOBE THROBBING BLISS**

**SCATHING AND BLOATED DIRGES CRASHING THROUGH WALLS OF DENSE CONSCIOUS ABYSS**