International Women’s Day

from Aaron

International Women’s Day gives us the opportunity to consider the current state of Gender Equality. Specifically, asking questions related to standards; equality ‘of’ what? equal ‘to’ whom?. Instead of renewing or maintaining contracts of tolerance or broadening the scope of who participates in an economy of power exchange, why not all together reconsider the standards under which we currently operate. Why recognize these contracts? Why participate in their exchange? The gender ‘problem’, historically or otherwise, is indicative of inconsistancies and complications with a moral system. That moral system, if we are serious about rectifying major problems that we attribute ’days’ to, is what requires upheaval.

1 year ago 

Living Publicly

A note about living publicly from Aaron…

An interesting thing to do is make public every intention that you ever have, that way you’re held accountable for everything that you will ever do and have ever done. By ‘accountable’ I mean that you must be able to provide at least some reason for doing / making / saying / thinking a certain way. Every action, then, would be a reflection of your moral character. Even the bad intentions are at the very least explicit, and can therefore be dealt with accordingly.

Let’s reconsider how important our every day activities of giving/taking to/from the world (environmentally, economically, socially or otherwise) really are, because even our most private intentions in some way affect our public actions. To live good is to be good, and there are no rests.

2 years ago 

Time Travels Across Continents

This is fantastic. Two months or so ago I posted an essay I wrote on the anthropological and meta-mythic in h.g. wells’ time machine, placing it down gently and then backing away slowly on tiptoes. Today I rushed back into the room to smash my mailbox off its post with a shovel and piss on its grave but there were two comments! Two people stumbled across my essay that I might have mentioned something about to my wife or a friend but I never told anyone that a place existed where it could be seen by living beings - and they posted comments! Good day. Good day.

“I want to find good pop music. Help me please.”

Says a man whose name I cannot pronounce, neither can I make a successful attempt to spell it from memory because frankly I haven’t yet traveled through from the northern tip of India up to Russia, keeping west of the China bulge, up through the Middle East and finally to the foot of the Caucus Mountains in Southern Russia – a route whereupon I might hear with my physical ears similar phoenetics and only then start to recognize them as structures I can make sense of as names. The point is I don’t know him and he doesn’t know me and I’m not going to write him back so we can hang out at the music store wearing headphones and listening to top 40 and giving each other thumbs ups. The other message is at least kind and generous.

“Good afternoon! Kiev Escort information there. sex services men. Your Kyivska prostitute Rybka. You can visit my blog.”

Thanks Rybka, X’s and O’s back to the Ukraine.

2 years ago 

Opening Volley

from Brendan

29 and shoreworn. Male as the day I was born. I crunch brainstorming like numbers - new math for the cerebrals seeking inner pearls. My hands make intangible things. Like poems and stories and digital light-cap-tur-ing. Also food. And music. And offices make me acute sick. I stick to the few tricks I’s got stacked like bricks, and make it sick like the prophet Khalil - Gibran said, that “The hidden well-spring of your soul must needs rise and run murmuring to the sea; And the treasure of your infinite depths would be revealed to your eyes. But let there be no scales to weigh your unknown treasure; And seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line.”

2 years ago 

International Women’s Day

from Aaron

International Women’s Day gives us the opportunity to consider the current state of Gender Equality. Specifically, asking questions related to standards; equality ‘of’ what? equal ‘to’ whom?. Instead of renewing or maintaining contracts of tolerance or broadening the scope of who participates in an economy of power exchange, why not all together reconsider the standards under which we currently operate. Why recognize these contracts? Why participate in their exchange? The gender ‘problem’, historically or otherwise, is indicative of inconsistancies and complications with a moral system. That moral system, if we are serious about rectifying major problems that we attribute ’days’ to, is what requires upheaval.

Living Publicly

A note about living publicly from Aaron…

An interesting thing to do is make public every intention that you ever have, that way you’re held accountable for everything that you will ever do and have ever done. By ‘accountable’ I mean that you must be able to provide at least some reason for doing / making / saying / thinking a certain way. Every action, then, would be a reflection of your moral character. Even the bad intentions are at the very least explicit, and can therefore be dealt with accordingly.

Let’s reconsider how important our every day activities of giving/taking to/from the world (environmentally, economically, socially or otherwise) really are, because even our most private intentions in some way affect our public actions. To live good is to be good, and there are no rests.

Time Travels Across Continents

This is fantastic. Two months or so ago I posted an essay I wrote on the anthropological and meta-mythic in h.g. wells’ time machine, placing it down gently and then backing away slowly on tiptoes. Today I rushed back into the room to smash my mailbox off its post with a shovel and piss on its grave but there were two comments! Two people stumbled across my essay that I might have mentioned something about to my wife or a friend but I never told anyone that a place existed where it could be seen by living beings - and they posted comments! Good day. Good day.

“I want to find good pop music. Help me please.”

Says a man whose name I cannot pronounce, neither can I make a successful attempt to spell it from memory because frankly I haven’t yet traveled through from the northern tip of India up to Russia, keeping west of the China bulge, up through the Middle East and finally to the foot of the Caucus Mountains in Southern Russia – a route whereupon I might hear with my physical ears similar phoenetics and only then start to recognize them as structures I can make sense of as names. The point is I don’t know him and he doesn’t know me and I’m not going to write him back so we can hang out at the music store wearing headphones and listening to top 40 and giving each other thumbs ups. The other message is at least kind and generous.

“Good afternoon! Kiev Escort information there. sex services men. Your Kyivska prostitute Rybka. You can visit my blog.”

Thanks Rybka, X’s and O’s back to the Ukraine.

Opening Volley

from Brendan

29 and shoreworn. Male as the day I was born. I crunch brainstorming like numbers - new math for the cerebrals seeking inner pearls. My hands make intangible things. Like poems and stories and digital light-cap-tur-ing. Also food. And music. And offices make me acute sick. I stick to the few tricks I’s got stacked like bricks, and make it sick like the prophet Khalil - Gibran said, that “The hidden well-spring of your soul must needs rise and run murmuring to the sea; And the treasure of your infinite depths would be revealed to your eyes. But let there be no scales to weigh your unknown treasure; And seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line.”

International Women’s Day
Living Publicly
Time Travels Across Continents
Opening Volley

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