Sunday, November 30, 2014

23 nights

  From October 2 to 25 I didn't go anywhere, except into the wilderness not that far from my house, repeating a long-standing tradition of mine to occasionally isolate myself. I filled my fridge to the brim, making sure there is no need to forage in modern grocery stores for a long time. I don’t use any money and are, except through the Internet pretty much isolated from modern society. There are three main reasons for why I’m doing this: one is my need to save money, but I have done it when I have lots of money, too, because I want to experience nature without the distractions of a city life, and it’s very useful if I want to write more than I usually do, and connect even more to my deeper muse and nature.
  I started on another such sequence November 24, and I plan on staying on it the rest of the year. An added, beyond excellent bonus with this is that I will skip christmas shopping altogether, avoid all the insane consumer frenzy, the craziness of people buying tons of stuff they are fooled into believing they need to buy and also most of the giant christian hypocrisy.
  It’s peaceful and so inspiring to completely ignore any ticking of clocks, to be awake and sleep exactly when it suits me. I do everything at my pace and rhythm.
  As stated, I need the dynamic power of both social interaction and solitude to be inspired, but a month or so in solitude is fine. I spent eighteen months in virtual isolation once, where I just didn't have the money to take the bus to the nearest grocery store very often. That was too much, though I did an insane amount of writing during that time (500 000 words on the novels alone).

  Civilization is far away. I know it’s there, but I keep it at arm’s length and embrace the savage and the savage artist within even more than usual.

 In case you don't know: I write everything with christ in it with a small, tiny "c" and god with a small, tiny "g"...

  Update 2015-01-01: From November 24, to December 31, for thirty-seven nights I enjoyed yet another prolonged exile.

  Update 2015-02-21: From January 30, to February 19, I enjoyed my third prolonged exile this «winter».

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

About any given fairly good television series or film

  The story is okay, but it's not great, like it could and should be. It feels very much like they are doing it with their hands tied behind their back.
  And mind you, here we are talking about the top shelf currently available.
  Most movies or TV-series produced by mainstream media or production companies have more than a childish, immature taint ruining the story. They can be quite violent, but are still immature as hell.
  With a little funding and not that much either I or anyone with a strong desire to move beyond the mundane and censored storytelling dominating today could easily do better. We wouldn't even have to struggle that much.
  There are two forces in play here, two sides of the same coin, really. It’s capitalism/commercialism and that we are in truth living in a tyranny, a society where «unpleasant» thoughts and acts are generally avoided, censored and even persecuted, both because of general oppression and the dominant presence of religion.
  So, we mostly get flat, mainstream stories without much passion, variety and daring.
  When something today is called «good fun and innocent entertainment» or similar it usually isn't that at all, but on the contrary something very sinister, an inherent propaganda distracting us from what we should focus on.
  Why is the world filled with silly love songs, for instance? Those in charge want it that way.
  People are offended by anything these days, and that helps those in charge.

  I mostly get offended by people being offended.



Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Another painfully obvious wrong question - about anarchism

  «But has there ever been a working anarchist society anywhere», a given eager clueless and ignorant supporter of today’s oppressive society «asks».

  Implicit in the «question» is that that person doesn't believe there is or has been. It isn't truly a question at all. The person stating it isn't curious, doesn't want the answer, but is happy to continue in the mire of the total ignorance his or her life has become. It’s a «debate» technique on his or her part, a proven successful effort in order to to silence the anarchist or any other radical in question.
  This short, woefully incomplete and slanted list at Wikipedia should convince you how utterly ridiculous your stance is. Yes, yours…
  A giant set of brainwashing techniques is used on all people today by an oppressive society, resulting in a sort of automatic «thinking»/response making most people defend their oppressors and the world they have created and is creating.
  The current local, national and global human society is certainly not working, but has long since become a disaster in progress.
  Anarchism and in particular green anarchism or primitivism is the last prevailing ideology. There have been quite a few such truly great societies during human history. They have mostly folded due to external pressure, not internal. The societies in current Spain previous to its civil war are valid examples. The rest of the world did anything it possibly could in order to end those.
  But as with many great things: the original truly just communities were those of the pre-agriculture nomadic hunter-gatherer tribes, where there was basically no hierarchy, and certainly no strongman leader, like the modern deception/propaganda claims.
  «The most potent weapon in the hands of the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed.» Steve Biko

  Reading the articles revealed by clicking on the links is essential for further understanding.

Monday, November 10, 2014

Surveillance and those supporting it

  It doesn't matter whether or not surveillance on the bus, on the streets or anywhere «works», since the «cure», if anyone should happen to think there is a need for one is far worse than the «disease».
  One can always find a «good» argument in order to justify any oppression. It is so very important, even crucial to liberate oneself from the automatic thinking/response the oppressors have taught us. If one is in favor of surveillance, for instance one supports the oppressors, it is that simple.
  Surveillance, like many other things in today’s society isn't there «for our protection», as they claim, but for theirs.

  Only easily fooled and order-oriented people accept surveillance.


Sunday, November 09, 2014

Everything now

  I have not liked and even occasionally downright disliked most of Christopher Nolan’s previous films. Inception and the Dark Knight trilogy were just plain awful.
  Interstellar, however, is clearly his best, by far and quite the engaging and also original movie. It isn't like I was jumping in joy when it ended, but I did enjoy it, and I was eventually also engaged in the story.
  Also due to the fact that I've taught myself complex storytelling and that I, in several of my novels also use the quirks of time as an important part, I realized not long after the issue was introduced that he was the ghost speaking to his daughter and to himself and that the he would eventually end up in the black hole mentioned fairly early in the movie. But me, a seasoned author guessing the plot doesn't make it predictable.
  There are weak, very weak points, among them early scenes with Matthew McConaughey with his daughter in the story, and Anne Hathaway and McConaughey together where it seems like they can’t act, which is clearly erroneous, and Nolan clearly must be blamed for and as if all the faults with his previous films are and will be repeated. It improves eventually though, and the last half hour after the near destruction of the space ship is a pleasure to experience.
  I like it. The pretty, shallow visuals from Inception are almost completely gone. This is something as rare as a gritty science fiction movie. The human factor dominates the story, doing so almost too much. The originality and the scope of it all, its epic feel makes it a far cry from the current typical empty-headed Hollywood trash.
  When directors have made quite a few commercial successes in a row in the Hollywood system, they are usually allowed to make a movie with less interference from a given studio, which often results in a far superior movie compared to those commercial successes. This is clearly the case here.
  Yes, the American flag at the end is annoying. So is also the stupendous claim that «love transcends time and space».

Saturday, November 08, 2014

The Book of Fate explained

  I remember writing this, now, when I’m writing it again…
  My hand is writing it, now, writing what was written by my dreams so long ago.
  Everything is silent around me. All the sounds of the night and the day are quiet, speaking only in my mind.
  Clarity is surging through me again. It’s amazing how everything… fits.
  A leaf falls to the ground somewhere. I see it. I see thousands of leaves rise from the ground, before they ever fell from the branches. Fate is pre-determined… right, different from destiny that is desire, direction, belief? The Book of Fate, the book right in front of me, right now, turning its pages in my presence speaks in brief about giants walking the Universe, about dragons spitting their more than intense fire on all the upturned stones there are, burning what was hidden, was Shadow, revealing it for all to see and experience.
  Sorcerers, seekers in Shadow write their books, their notes of the Other World, of what’s Hidden. They touch the infinite and eternal and bring pale darkness to illuminate everybody, also those who don’t want to open their eyes to the world.
  I know what the sun and the moon looks like and feels like. I've stared it in the eyes, faced it close enough to burn. I remember that feeling well, how small I felt, reminding me how big I feel now, when I look at my face from the other end.
  The Book of Fate is no mere Book of Shadows, written by a mere seeker of the unknown. It’s writing itself, or at least it seems to be. When you enter the room that isn’t a room nothing visible or tangible is turning its pages or holding the pen levitating above what looks like old, decrepit paper. The pen’s point touches only air, but words still appear below, not on one page but billions times billions simultaneously. The book isn't in only one place, but all places, all times. I’ve read it for some time, but understanding kept eluding me.
  Then, suddenly I knew, knew what I hadn't been able to grasp:
  There’s one entity, one dragon that isn't just mentioned in passing, one human being that isn't just mentioned on a few more pages here and there… but on all of them, every single sheet of paper and mist that ever is. Stunned for a few seconds I realize the undeniable truth, what virtually everybody denies to themselves:
  I know who I am.

  Finally making sense

  The words above are those of Jeremy Zahn, one of the main characters in my novel Your Own Fate. It is part of the extensive extra material on the website, offering further understanding and perspective of the story.
  It wasn't included in the novel. I made the decision not to do that after some internal deliberation.
  Jeremy Zahn is a man opening his eyes to misplaced truths and previously undiscovered awareness, and everything accompanying those things. If you want to find out more about him, go here, or read the book. He is.