RAVEN MACK is a mystic poet-philosopher-artist of the Greater Appalachian unorthodox tradition. He does have an amazing PATREON, but also *normal* ARTIST WEBSITE too.

Wednesday, October 20

Tuesday, October 19

SONG OF THE DAY: Summer Breeze (slurred & blurred)


Summer might be over if you’re bound by the shackles of the calendar boxes, but the summer breeze never stops if you got your fifth eye activated to the synchronized dance of Jupiter and Saturn, with the hunter’s moon making night as if day. The summer breeze is much colder this time of year, but that’s just to encourage hibernation of spirit to process the devils who have blossomed in your life over the past planting season, and cast those who need to be forgotten away as memories instead of accomplices. Place a white quartz stone at your back door for environmental benefit, and also stack a few in your front yard as a warning to any carriers of negativity that their intentions shall not pass. Usually a quartz pile of ten to three thousand stones, from seven inches to 469 feet high, should do the trick.

TH3 M3R1T0CR4CY MYTHS...


the meritocracy myths 
planted in my brain blossom as 
failure demons, fraud syndrome 

Monday, October 18

SONG OF THE DAY: Sad Girl


Been sad today, perhaps too much Monday, at societal level to be honest. We keep getting told the end is near, the end is coming, but it just turns out to be the weekend, and we’re right back at Monday morning again, with the same bullshit type of people standing on top of everybody else. I keep hoping the apocalypse for this western civilization is actually here, and a new epoch can begin, but I gotta keep on washing and hanging up these work clothes, before every Monday, and likely will until I die. What kinda deal is that?

C1RCVL4T1NG MYS3LF 1N...


circulating myself in 
downward and upward spirals 
of energy and escape 

Sunday, October 17

Saturday, October 16

B3C0M1NG 4 SVCC3SS 1S...


“becoming a success” is 
a carnival trick I’m not 
balanced enough to figure 

Friday, October 15

MY 3NT1R3 L1F3 SP3NT ST33P3D WH3R3...


my entire life spent steeped where 
western culture first tendriled 
against river’s native flow