RAVEN MACK is a mystic poet-philosopher-artist of the Greater Appalachian unorthodox tradition who publishes zines & physical books & electronic books & music & photography & digital art & just generally whatever feels necessary to survive this deluded earth thru Rojonekku Word Fighting Arts survival systems (Version 69, establish 14 Feb 1973). Comments encouraged.

Friday, February 23

Tuesday, February 20

TH3M D3V1L DVD3S' GR1DS N0T BV1LT...

them devil dudes' grids not built
for survival, just profit;
when it goes dark, we begin

JJ Krupert Feb 2018 number seven "payaso"

[y'all fuck with Tego? 
you should.] 

Returning to the mud, getting lost in the weeds; 
soy un payaso estupido por creer 
en la meritocracia; forced english feeds 
perpetuate clown thought - necesito leer 
mas Galeano, mas Vasconcelos, plantar 
pensamientos de raza cosmica en 
mi cabeza (y mi corazon), levantar 
filosofias de Sumak Kawsay; and then 
once payaso del diablo blanco conquest 
of false progress utopian thinking's been hacked 
with metaphysical machete, achieve blessed 
state of less stress, less mess, plus more natural fact
simplicity as universal good life touch, 
getting real freedom means letting go what you clutch. 

04K TR33 4RTS PH1L0S0PHY...

oak tree arts philosophy -
scatter bullshit every
direction, don't give a fuck

Monday, February 19

JJ Krupert Feb 2018 number six "winter in america"

[any time you see a Gil Scott-Heron 
dusty vinyl long-player jam 
with Brian Jackson, 
it's a guaranteed classic; 
this song so fuckin' great 
and so fuckin' still relevant, 
we seem stuck] 

As possible, attempting to feel real world's touch, 
on this continent named America despite 
pre-Columbian presence lacking western clutch 
desperate for wealth; the Earth can always make right 
what's gone wrong, don't let fear entirely commandeer 
all probable futures - truly exceptional 
checks and balances super natural, austere 
to dominion-minded brain, forcing sectional 
thinking where holistic existed; Land of Free 
press release and advance publicity lacking 
in substance to back the hype; back to simple me, 
attempting to live more (less) simply as can be 
in overpolished world with myriad of greeds, 
returning to the mud, getting lost in the weeds.