I was about to embark on a mission, one that would take me to unfamiliar and potentially dangerous territories. I needed to go find Ed Abbey.

Primitive Skills Gatherings: Luddite Cult or Regenerative Revolutionaries?

Words dancing beyond reason, with no fear of nonsense, a sensuous speech that yet flows beyond the senses, flowering in the fertile soils of imagination. This is the speech, the expression, I desire, an outflow, a flooding filled with magic, with poetry, with beauty, with violence, with humor, a godless glossolalia filled with meanings that cannot be reduced to dogmas or reasons.

Tracing Entheogenic Traditions and Ethnobotanical Wisdom.

An extract from a novel about rave culture

This is a poem that floated through the shifting winds of recent eras. Written first in the mind, then on leaves of paper in 1978, and finally printed in book-form in 1987. It only drifted over the border, in its English form, in 2020.

Our tale picks up at the Soothsayer’s caves…Midnight tinted waters adorned by groups of illuminated jellyfish rippling to the rhythms of the dense kelp forest.

I need to go into town today to pick up some vitals... and I hate leaving here. It always feels like a risk not really worth taking... I treat town-runs as plotted missions, and I gotta go on one.

• Layers of understanding: Soil and Biological Inputs

With these two books I confirmed my suspicion and what I am going to try to do now is to start a dialogue with the Israeli rhetoric (so common in mainstream media in the West) applying the history and perspective of the Palestinians, because if we want to reach peace, we have to listen to the voices of the other and start an exercise of empathy, which is about time to be addressed.

Con estos dos libros confirmé la sospecha y lo que voy a intentar hacer ahora es empezar un diálogo con la narrativa israelí (tan común en medios de comunicación mainstream en Occidente), aplicando la historia y la perspectiva de lxs Palestinxs, pues si se quiere llegar a la paz, no queda otra que escuchar las voces del otro y empezar un ejercicio de empatía, que estaría bien abordar.

The Rev and Jed Ki take typewriters to the Big Easy with troubadour-bardic gonzo style.

Philosophers have pursued wisdom Platonically, as an escape from flesh and Earth, as a pursuit of an abstract One that both explains and negates all. I choose to pursue wisdom erotically, as an immersion into flesh and Earth in the pursuit of pleasure and beauty, wonder and play, in which I may lose my self.

Tracing Entheogenic Traditions and Ethnobotanical Wisdom.

A useless column about the contemporary Italian literary scene.

As it says in the introduction, “we’ve hardened into bedrock-- see how our bodies dazzle in the light?” The authors look beyond the impending total oblivion to find love and hope.

It is a shape changer, an animate vessel that breathes. The craft, known as Telaraña, Tela for short, sails at the hands of five DJs for it is fueled by music.

I feel like a perpetual outsider in this world. Even in this dinky backwoods town, the alienated, post-modern, artificial, dysfunctional reality penetrates.

But I am seeking a more conscious way of growing.

En realidad, lo único que nos están pidiendo desde el 7 de Octubre es un poquito de compasión.