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).

Friday, April 29

that nowadays chemical 
laboratory space weed 
leaves me lost in my own shit

TOP TEN MEDITATIONS OF THE DOOMED


#1: d1rtg0d d1gz d1rtg0d/l1v3z d1rtg0d f1ghtz d1rtg0d h1d3z/d1rtg0d b0rn d1rtg0d
#2: p4n1c br34th3 p4n1c/br34th3 p4n1c br34th3 p4n1c br34th3/p4n1c br34th3 p4n1c
#3: r3p3t1t1v3 w0rdz/m3d1t4t1v3 4ct10nz w0rdz/s3d4t1v3 m0t10nz
#4: clVst3r fVck clVst3r/fVck clVst3r fVck clVst3r fVck/clVst3r fVck clVst3r
#5: m0r4l qv4nd4r13z/m0r4l qv4l1t13z m0r4l/qv4nt1t13z m0r4l
#6: mVrd3r k1ll mVrd3r/k1ll mVrd3r k1ll mVrd3r k1ll/mVrd3r k1ll mVrd3r
#7: r3v0lt v0t3 r3v0lt/v0t3 r3v0lt v0t3 r3v0lt v0t3/r3v0lt v0t3 r3v0lt
#8: f1r3 bVrn1ng br1dg3z/4sp1r3 h1gh3r bV1ld br1dg3z/fVck1ng br1dg3z f1r3
#9: bV1ld1ng d3str0y1ng/bV1ld1ng d3str0y1ng bV1ld1ng/d3str0y1ng bV1ld1ng
#10: 4ll th1ngz c0m3 t0 3nd/4ll th1ngz mVst b3g1n 4g41n/r3p34t f0r3v3r

TOP TEN RESPECT THE BOOKERMAN INDECISION 2016


#1: all news websites are/digital era apter/mags, all quotes made-up
#2: apter mag letters/no different than comments/on news articles
#3: web full of robots/manufacturing opinions/on who's heel, who's face
#4: Top 10 Most Hated/funded by Soros, funded/by DOD grants
#5: Pulitzers, Nobels,/Presidents, Senators - all/chose behind closed doors
#6: booking the future/to keep attendance as high/as profitable
#7: who will main event/presidentialmania/two thousand 16?
#8: when will Bernie job?/will Cruz go full lawyer heel?/who will get the belt?
#9: whatcha gonna do/when Hillarymania/runs wild over you?
#10: cheer for who you want/results still predetermined/we should all riot

TOP TEN DIRTGOD SCRIBBLES HIDDEN THRU OUT OBLIVION


#1: scribble dirtgod tags/across private property/signs while I wild walk
#2: babble dirtgod tomes/at river rapid ripples/stacking stones to truth
#3: speaking dirtgod truth/to power trash quartz crystals/to shine like earth stars
#4: scribble dirtgod words/in asemic alphabet/unknown to known minds
#5: scatter dirtgod seeds/throughout thick fertile crescents/blossoming with boom
#6: shadow dirtgod truths/within supreme code slanguage/wild style assassin
#7: carving dirtgod sword/out these chaotic words while/world crookedly spins
#8: deduce dirtgod maths/simple equation - deny/deface and destroy
#9: scribble dirtgod marks/along fossil fuel freight trains/paint stick prophecies
#10: building dirtgod born/selfless lords never master/since they know better

TOP TEN LUNATIC FLOWS OF INTERNAL CHEMISTRIES


#1: 3bb & fl0w lVn4r/t1d3z 0f 0c34n1c br41n/m1sf1r1ng n3Vr0nz
#2: l0w t1d3 r3v34l3d s4nd/c4stl3z s3lf-w0rth w4sh3d 4w4y/t1r3d 0f r3-bV1ld1ng
#3: h1gh t1d3z & l0w t1d3z/t3h s4cr3d & t3h pr0f4n3/pr1m0rd14l sh1t
#4: n0t10nz 0f b31ng/c0m3 fr0m 0c34n1c br41n/00z1ng n3w l1f3 f0rmz
#5: s3lf-1d3nt1f13d/4s n0t 0th3r3d 4lth0Vgh 1/f33l 0th3r3d 4s fVck
#6: wh1t3 m4l3 s3lf-l04th1ng/st1ll n0t pr3ttY 3n0Vgh f0r/01l p41nt p0rtr41tVr3
#7: 1'v3 b3c0m3 s0ft 4s/fl4cc1d d1ck; n0 m3t4ph0r/b3tt3r d3scr1b3z m3
#8: stVdY1ng w1tch3z'/s4bb4t m3d13v4l w00dcVtz/1n VncVt b1rch tr33z
#9: mY m4g1c4l w00dz/st1ll g0t n0 n4k3d w1tch3z/n0t c0Vnt1ng mY s3lf
#10: pr0Vd lVn4t1c h34rt/3nc0Vr4g3 m0r3 lVn4cY/3bbz-fl0wz pVr1fY

Thursday, April 28

monkey ninjas sport dresses 
in disguising pink before 
popping chaos somersaults

internet reading list of late

(triplicates of links that occupied my mind at *work* recently)

The Secret Shame of Middle Class Americans by a semi-famous writer dude who lives in the Hamptons
Well, this article's already gotten plenty of online vitriol and hype, but I should mention off the top I was pretty bummed to read this online, though I didn't know at the time, but I had gotten a subscription to the print version a few months back but you never know when they finally show up. This issue showed up the other day, BUT I HAD ALREADY READ THE COVER STORY! I was bummed. Much rather read magazines IRL to be honest.
Nonetheless, most of the response pieces that have gone off on this have pointed out the obvious flaws in the author's position, and perhaps insensitivity to those struggling more than him. I'm not gonna do that (even though it seems pretty easy) but instead mention something I talked about in a rambly talky poetry reading thing tonight. We all live in a giant pyramid scam - all of us. It is the system we are living in. It is a giant pyramid, and all of us are on that pyramid somewhere, and we all look up (because all of us are not at the top) and we get mad at somebody up above who has shit, born with privilege, doing shit we want to do, and we get mad. They are standing on our heads, holding us down, and it is unfair and it pisses us off and god we hate them.
And yet at the same time, all of us (this means you, if you are reading this online then you are not at the bottom of the pyramid, I don't give a fuck what you think) are above someone else on that pyramid, through no planned intent of our own. We likely were born there, but we are standing on those below us, holding them down. We don't realize it probably, don't do it malevolently, but we are fucking doing it nonetheless. That's the nature of the pyramid scam.
This has gone on forever. The actual ancient pyramids of Egypt were not just somebody being like, "Whoa, let's make these awesome big ass pyramids for no reason." They were tombs for THE FUCKING KING! They were built by slaves. When the king died, he was put to rest in the pyramid tomb, servants sealed up with his ass because even in death, kings need somebody to clean up their shit I guess. So the pyramid scam existed 4000 years ago, and will probably exist 4000 years from now.
So instead of getting mad at the guy who wrote this because he is standing on my head, holding me down, and he gets long-winded pieces in the Atlantic and I never will, I'm gonna just say, he probably doesn't mean to sound like an insensitive idiot. And even though people are born with privilege above us on this pyramid scam (I am likely above many, below many; we all are if we are being honest - although I def fall into that "couldn't bust out $400 for an emergency" group, and to be honest, always have been in that group other than when I sold drugs), they are still in the same fucking scam that consumes and mostly crushes us all. CRUSHES US ALL.
So with that in mind, I will forgive this dude for having a 5000 word essay of personal revelation of what seems fucking obvious to me, and has seemed obvious since birth. If you know the struggle though, you gotta realize, that shit is not so obvious to everybody. That's how the pyramid scam works - keep the majority deaf, dumb, and blind. So if my man the movie review bad part of the Hamptons house dude is having a personal revelation and is ever so slightly less dumb, less deaf, and not quite so blind, then I can give him the benefit of the doubt. But being this has been going on for thousands of years, something's bound to give at some point. And if it does, and shit pops off, he better be ready to rock for these personal revelations, and not just stand there on my fucking head, telling me I'm doing it wrong.

The Internet Really Has Changed Everything. Here's the Proof. by Rex Sorgatz
This suffered from similar seemingly obvious delusions, but Rex Sorgatz's bio says "creative technologist" so he's made delusion a CV bullet point, so I'm not gonna fret that. His premise for this piece is great enough: I was born and raised in a shitty little town in South Dakota, but back when there was no internet. Now there is internet. Let's see how my shitty little town in South Dakota is different.
There's a lot of Holden Caulfield in this essay, and though it's pretty easy to flip out on young men getting all A Catcher in the Rye misty-eyed, I can say as a kid who had grown up in a shitty little town, that book spoke to me when I was 13 too. It seems less amazing now that I'm older, and I wouldn't weave it into an essay about *digital natives* (he didn't really use that term, but I hate that term so I used it), but whatever.
This is not a great essay in sense of it's going to change your perspective on life on earth; but it is a good story somebody tells you while waiting for your ride to show up sitting on a bench together for 15 minutes. The premise is pseudo-scientific enough to warrant the meander, and the photography is pretty nice (glad they sent the second photographer!), but it's mostly this Rex Sorgatz guy realizing the call was coming from inside the house the whole time.

The Smug Style in American Liberalism by Emmett Rensin
This is from Vox, which falls under an umbrella of "popular but untrustable" major websites for my personal bias. But I read through this, because it felt relevant enough with all the Hillary hype which will soon consume the Bernie Sanders love, once the primaries are over and everybody who is hardcore political shifts into their MOST IMPORTANT ELECTION IN HISTORY OF AMERICA and IF YOU DON'T VOTE FOR LESSER OF TWO EVILS YOU ARE ESSENTIALLY VOTING FOR WORSER OF TWO EVILS twin arguments, neither of which really matter half a fuck to me. But it's coming.
I am no pundit, but to me this election - should it end up being Trump vs. Clinton - feels a lot like Bush vs. Gore when people who supported Gore were on coast mode because they couldn't not even fathom Bush winning. Like that shit wasn't even conceivable in their world. And then he won. Sure there was hanging chad bullshit, but every election is probably fixed. (Ultimately that leaves me to wonder about whether Trump will get fixing shit support like a normal Republican candidate. I assume both parties engineer as much shady shit as they can behind the scenes. That's the "ground game" they always talk about.) But there's a lot to this. The whole condemning poor or lower middle class whites who vote against their own best interests because they are stupid to know what's good for them which is discussed at length in this piece is something that we will hear a lot of if Trump is the candidate. People will not reason with others and say, "You know, Donald Trump's making some pretty big promises. How's he gonna do that shit?" They will go, "ARE YOU A FUCKING IDIOT? HOW COULD YOU VOTE FOR HIM OVER HILLARY? OH I KNOW... YOU ARE A FUCKING IDIOT!" Honestly, even by pointing this out in this brief write-up, somebody is reading this and wondering if I'm an idiot for not just outright agreeing that anybody who would vote for Trump is a fucking idiot.
Mostly this essay reminded me of a Right! Now! less-researched and not as well written version of Joe Bageant's Deer Hunting with Jesus. You should check that book out if you can. It is a worthwhile read. But basically it has the same premise - that liberal America overlooks the huge vast portion of less-than-privileged white people because liberal America figures they're all too stupid anyways so why bother. And again, I imagine somebody reading this might be thinking that way too. But guess what? That's a lot of fucking people you're talking about, and you still have to live with them. I mean, we do a pretty great job of clustering ourselves up in geographically reinforced filter bubbles, but we're all still landlocked here together in a larger American sense. Somehow some shit's gonna have to change. I don't know if it will, and actually it's probably gonna get way more hateful (by both those too fucking stupid to know better, as well as though too fucking self-important to realize how they too are stupid in their own more cultured ways) and probably pretty fucking ugly before it gets better. But that's okay, sometimes that's how it has to be. We'll survive.