I do not want the wishes of a happy Father’s Day, when we fathers and grandfathers en mass across the planet have failed to hand on to our children an Earth that they might survive on. Our collective participation in this system only deserves us recognition as failures, and reprimanding and ostracization by our youngers. Our lack of empathy, thoughtfulness, and mourning, that has led to our unchecked squandering of Earth’s vitality—ecocide—is made particularly visible with this now co-opted consumerist holiday of Father’s Day. Over the last 50 years, how much plastic was purchased and expected as gifts on this day? How much additional waste do we add? A celebration of father’s day is a sloppily-tied bow interwoven by insult and injury. Forget these contrived holidays—they’ve brought us to a wasteland, and to the edge of a lifeless abyss.
Puns are a reflection of the nomadic spirit of humans (and the spirit of all that is living) towards difference. The joy of puns is that they break what could be a particularly awful positivist-view of the world and in this instance in particular of language–for things to be self-same over time and not have any ambiguity. Ambiguity implies movement, becoming, the opportunity for change and a new experience, and puns are an opening up of a pathway from one thing in to others that wasn’t necessarily pre-dictated by idiomatic rules. If language was all about rules then why are all ancient languages no more and new languages forming out of old ones? Languages evolve over time (and in the case of our times and what puns are a symptom of, devolve). OCD evolves and wanes, too, if one let’s it, as I’m about to do without even looking back to edit this post or try to infuse it with puns. There are enough of those, enough screams of the oppression of our language and physical structures that leave us all marketing and sloganeering and appreciating the same in others. Enough words for now, more actions, less linguistic signifiers!
legitimating ourselves and not giving additional credence to outdated, extinct-driven legal systems.
No time for a marathon, we never had time for it
The old adage that activism is a marathon and not a spring is completely wrong and misguiding. By allocating our time and energy in a marathon fashion, the system we are fighting as a totality (whether or not we choose to recognize the cause of the many different symptoms we come up against) is winning/growing because we fight for it more of our hours than against it. Your 40 hour work week completely invalidates and counter-compensates your 5 hours of activist work if you have a system supporting career.
-3 full time additions to xr-nyc – 2 job loss and 1 quit, housing people
We don’t learn by turning over rocks but by turning over ourselves.
Underslept allows yet other dreams to enter.
God didn’t create the world but God might destroy it.
Money grows on dead trees.
What happens when you add more weight to the thing that is already crushing you?
We live or die between the events of birth and death. You choose which of these two events will define you or haunt you.
Patience will make patients of us unto death.
I’m trying not to fall for you, but without you I will definitely fall.
When all desire wears off and yet desire remains and yet desire remains—that’s amor.
Most live as soldiers in the armies of others.
Most fight in the armies of others not the armies for others.
Governments kill you when they exist, trees kill you when they don’t—lets cut down governments and not trees.
Your walls to keep the diseases out are the very ones that keep the diseases in.
Diseases are infectious and the cures are even more so. If you let down your walls, the siege of cures will flood in before the disease, because quite in fact the disease was in your walls with you.
Move the way not out of the way.
Generations are seriously in trouble without regenerations.
🌵 🌵 🌵 -> 🌳 🌳 🌳
Voodoo isn’t voodoo, it’s part of how the fabric of the Universe waves.
I will do violence upon thee without becoming the violence that is thee.
Weakness is a skin waiting to be shed.
There is no justice the system can provide just its cremation. 🔥
You aren’t all that revolutionary—the proof is that there has not been a revolution.
We are not living longer—we are elongating our dying.
At least all other animals have not built their own cages. Exceptional we are.
If it’s hierarchical—we talk to the king; the others have had their voices taken away.
A youth-fearing human who sees in them my afterlife, my species’ salvation.
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Evaluate if the road that connects is or is not also the road that disconnects.
Robbed of their land, robbed from their land. The African Diaspora are Indigenous just as nomads who pre-date their land. Nomads—the first peoples were walkers not settlers. Migrants came first, first peoples came after.
The degree to which you Don’t break down your own walls, you doom the children to be born in cages.
Fuels that will make fossils of us.
See a forest here, seed a forest here. (Meme picture of parking lot)
The best way to honor the fallen is to not let any more fall on top of them.
Break traditions and make futures. That’s how the light gets in.
Your body should show me that you care about the Earth.
Should will die with the old world.
Workers need to seize the means of production for the world that they’re actually trying to create, if they seize the industrial means of production they’re only going to create the same disease that capitalism has been doing for so long. Workers that think that by seizing factories they will make anything other then robots to impress themselves, are delusional and suffer from the same sickness that the Bourgeois have, the infestation of the Soul by capitalism.
Kill the corporations or kill ourselves; kill the governments or kill ourselves; kill the machines or kill ourselves. Those really are our only options.
Evaluate if the road that connects is also the road that disconnects.
Revolution has no room for entrenched interests, for it is the libertarian from the trenches.
Closing your eyes should be to see the depths inside of yourself not to hide from them.
Don’t confuse your olders with your elders.
Morre or les.
god didn’t create humans but God will destroy them.
You can’t go anywhere where there isn’t a road. (MEME with pic/map of roads everywhere)
The vibrations of what we call minor key are a higher level than major key or any dissonance, because it is the resolution, feeling, and incorporation of both.
The difference between honoring and appropriating an other’s identity is how much of your own constructed identity you are willing to part with. If you’re in a desert starving for food to produce greenery, you are going to get the seeds of some plants from elsewhere into that desert. If you are in a cultural desert immeasurably thirsty for something different, you honor the culture elsewhere by bringing it in and letting it flourish in yet new terrain.
3️⃣ ✌ peace out colonialism. 🤟✌ peace out colonialism.
Chanting Carless Karlos: Cars and trucks are killing me! Mass transit should be free!
Be history or become history.
When you gain awareness you gain responsibility. With greater awareness comes greater responsibility.
Demand the impossible and the impossible shows up.
The first baby step usually proves the most important.
It is time, and it always will be; If there is a future, it is now; Now is the only time there ever was. The time is now-it always has been!
Sit with the youth, learn from the youth, stop cars for the youth.
The elders are our youngers—undeniably filled with the wisdom of life.Work for money or work for humanity. Late stage capitalism has almost made them mutually exclusive.
I’m not here to say I did something when it all ends—I’m here to stop it from ending.
We let us get too weak…
The truth is humans went extinct long ago, and all that appears as life now is just our bodies twitching.
If we are going extinct I’m not putting my faith in the institutions of power that got us here to get us out of the predicament.
2020 is our show now.
Fuels that will make fossils of us.
There is a war against your existence whether or not you choose to recognize it. Have a good morning 🙂
For those upset that Extinction Rebellion didn’t come in 2010, just remember to be glad it isn’t finally here in 2021, but now! Seize the future from the grips of death.
Our planet has a fever that is going to cook us and the rest of life.
Organize like there’s no tomorrow, because if you don’t there will be.
I will not legitimate a system that hands out power to evils of varying degrees. What the fuck have we been turned into?
We all have the right to grow old—that right is being taken away from an entire generation. That is ageism, the genocide of an entire generation and the entire human race.
As movements start to resemble the structures of which they are opposed (and ossify and fossilize), the solution is to add ever more movement. Fight extinction with evolution! Bring life where there is death and decay! (Green the deserts of the land and the mind)
Prioritizing consensus decision making in the age of rampant bodily and mental decadence is putting the moon jumping under the cow between yourself and your goals. Be autonomous, just do it. And if it is a valid and valuable action, others will join in too.
Let 2019 be the year Earth heats up figuratively more than literally.
Your children don’t have parents if both parents and children die. You are merely their foil.
There is only one of me 🌎
Some humans are going extinct sooner than others. Free Free Amazônia!
Remember, there’s only one of you 🌏 xrxr
Join XR for the rest of your life, or it will be the rest of all life.
A war against any, is a war against the Earth.
Yes we are going extinct, but humans died long ago.
We can all collectively put an end to the system, or it will put an end to us collectively as a species.
Saving yourself is saving the Earth just spelled differently.
You really don’t understand the situation if you are worried about losing your job.
Can’t make it in to a protest? Let your lawn be the protest! #unlawnfulcitizens
Car windshield leafletting: You are a conditoned animal that is going to go extinct. Rebel! Leave behind your domestication and inevitable fate to go extinct
🔥 🌏 How many more winters will WE see?
If self-care is an afterthought, there won’t be much of you left after.
FB post- We must now act to green the deserts to offset our desertion of the greens. (karlos basak is with paul wheaton) This is our last real card to play humanity in this tragedy of human existence on this planet.
If your meetings are not about action they will be allowing the furtherance of inaction. Important to point out that action in the mind is very relevant, but it must ultimately be manifested outside that sphere if it is a musing that hopes to change the external reality.
They all like talking about their structures and other ossifications—I am here to talk about circulation.
Epoch struggles need epic music.
Your six of clubs has been commandeered for the fight against the 6th mass extinction
I want your attention, not your extinction.
Make History or Become History.
Extinction is not a mistake you can learn from.
If I went to hell with you they would have to change the name.
There were certain indigenous that had children that had children that had children… that had children, that had a child named Cristòffa Columbus.
Don’t start your count from when you started counting. But so too only count the active, ignore the self-ignoring ancient.
Not allowed is not allowed! (Say it, Say it, Say it LOUD) #ChantingCarlessKarlos
There’s no place like tribe. And for most of us we’ve been homeless for several millennia.
To be a human is to be with other humans.
Allow for a healthy dose of mystery in your life or allow for a ceaseless misery.
Wisdom isn’t usually formally communicable, it is discernible. Listen more to what the wise do, rather than what they say.
A nomad is not supposed to travel from person to person to person to constitute the tribe. The tribe is supposed to move together from place to place to place. They should be the norm, not the place(s). People need to lean on each other not cold ground. The cold ground is for individuals as they end. An end for individuals not an end for individual. In and off itself.
An individual is a disease in the context of the human. An individual is a disease in the context of the human.
To sit and think about the problem is it’s amplification. Academization cannot solve what it has created. Movement solves everything. Go into the future by moving there. Let go and watch the boomerang return with tenfold the positivity as when you released it.
One year a revolution. One solstice two another.
I was not born with a tribe but will die with one… or die because of a lack of one. I make myself vulnerable to this chance and this is the only way I can leap forward.
When the light at the end goes out, all becomes a cave.
If you lose others and otherness along the way, the way necessarily becomes longer and more homogeneous. Ultimately the traveler is left in stagnant repetitive motion, and so is fascism born in the blur of the unchecked dromological, erasing forward.
The grass is greener on the side where there is grass.”
The idea of savagery was created by them—the savages who ravage with machines.
Prisoners? Slaves? It’s getting very blurred.
(As the future) So too can we only predict the past.
I trust the youth—they are unadulterated.
I don’t dysfunction because of me, I dysfunction because I lack you’s. What your lack subtracts from me and my potential.
Word is bondage.
Aphorisms for XR Movement
Keeping Extinction Rebellion From Going Extinct. A “future post”. Do you want to
4 groups-sprinters, unadulterated-youth, endurance runners, newbies. The first two I trust, the second two I do not.
Human civilization is a mass concentration camp to extinguish life on Earth—how else do you explain the human caused sixth mass extinction?
Our generation or no generation.
Santa will be out of a job—no children to hand toys to. #XRmas #WhyWeFight
If teachers really cared about the kids they would put all their fight into this Extinction struggle and not into their pensions. Teach Extinction now, or learn Extinction later.
They don’t want their kids exposed to sex, but they look the other way when they are exposed to the ultimate violence of extinction.
We are all schizophrenic—the problem is when you do not know your own voice from the fray.
When you find out that reality is real.
Shade into darkness.
A few days before last year’s December Solstice—just preceding a flight to Cordoba, Argentina—I had finished drafting My Thoughts Inexactly ~In Exactness~ S is for Solstice, and set it to publish on the December 21, 2017 solstice time of 11:27 EST (the time of the exact event being 13:27:50 in Chilean Time, where solar noon would be).
Realizing how dangerous my journey might be (and simultaneously not at all Realizing it), I included one of my boldest declarations in case I did not return, which prophetically had come to me in the waxing of the previous winter solstice on December 20th, 2016, with full blown solstice insomnia, whereby I declared “Be a Goddamning animal”. And in recognition of the insanity I was embarking upon, and that I knew I had to go and that I might very well die, I ended the series of aphorisms with acceptance: “And so I die…” It almost proved itself…
My mission (several months later described to me by an elder as my “Vision Quest”) was to get to the inflection subsolar point on the Tropic Of Capricorn where it was solar noon at the moment of the solstice. This is only one of two zenith points every year that the sun does not cross, but rather kisses; the other zenith being somewhere on the Tropic Of Cancer. The years that it falls on land in the southern hemisphere is a stark minority, and
very rare to fall on Chile—one out of every 107 years on average—one of the narrowest countries in terms of ratio in the whole world; and not coincidentally (so I now believe most especially) the land of Pedro Pascal, the actor who brings to life my prominent fictional hero Oberyn Martell and whose shirt I wore at bottom layer for defiant strength on that fateful day.
Enter the Desierto
A few days later and several thousand miles, now in San Pedro de Atacama on the night of December 20th—after a mad scramble from Argentina up and over to the Atacama region of Chile and a long exhausting day trying to find a ride up the desert “ramp” plateau for the next morning and then a wandering altitude acclimation near Volcán Licancabur—I found myself in my lodging for the night in great distress over my next day’s seemingly-impossible journey, and was acutely uneasy about leaving the ending aphorism “and so I die”. I decided to log in to Subverses and after some debate deleted the aphorism, knowing (and not knowing) that I had the choice whether or not to fate myself to death.
“Today Is Not The Day I Die”
The next day—the day I successfully avoided an Unexploded Ordnance left over from Pinochet, the day I almost died from heat stroke, the day I almost died from lack of atmosphere and altitude sickness, the day I almost died from despair in the face of extreme concentrated solar energy, the day I almost died from 12 tornadoes, the night I almost died from exposure to extreme cold—I kept saying to myself “Today is not the day I die” (Oberyn’s last words to his paramour) and at night, OTHERS pitched in and started saying this for me, carrying and caring for me. The Universe conspired to keep me alive, and I affirmed to myself that I am just as important a part in determining the course of the Universe as any other.
*That day, one of the most common points of reference for me, was too look to my west and try and see volcán Láscar (pictured at top) and those in its chain, remembering the unique community I was a part of. These images are burned in to my mind.
**There is so much more to say and note, but this is not the place for it. This was merely a place for me to recall the un-fateful writings and epitaphs I tempted in the leading and following through with my vision quest.
Let your entire body be the pen with which your poetry is elaborated.
Thirty thousand days—what will you do?
My life revolves around the sun.
Strength is for the ready not the already.
It might seem a contradiction, but stagnancy cannot be maintained.
Sly under the radar.
Sun days are more important than Sundays.
In an age of absurd degrees of globalization, regionalism is revolutionary.
Magic comes from the wandering not the wand.
First time for everything or everything for the first time? Live in the always unknown and live always free.
They were here, and they sowed seeds; they did not sow immanent and imminent destruction.
Me falls apart sometimes and becomes us.
You don’t bring out the poet in me—you bring out the poetry that is you.
I would be happy to eat your dust but the whole world is paved. And I won’t be able to eat your dust when the whole world is soil. #permaculturesaveus
They escaped the violence against them to become the violence that is them.
Boom-bust is as false a rhythm to ascribe deterministically to economics as it is a necessary cycle of relationships that flourish and die in one season. The belief and acting on the belief that romantic relationships that cease then are fated to schism irretreivably is a grave deterrent to the people realizing the full potential of dynamic enduring relationships and seeking to grow them, without a necessary and expected catastrophe at the end.
Be a vector or be a victim. Running is the only way to keep standing. #nomadism
Jesus is a state not the state.
I get my indigenous skin from my mother, but I get my indigenous love from my father.
If you need their approval you do not need them.
If I was mayor of Rome the coliseum would be given to architects and artists to fuse a new creation. Ruins of ancient civilizations—unlike natural places—become our ruin if we leave them be merely in reverence and to fool ourselves that our own times are not special. The dead can roam in our vital spaces, but we cannot all the dead spaces to roam. The past is too often stuck in us…
The gap between life experiences and life experience.
The fist that travels far gains more momentum for the final swing. Go after your friend’s enemies and see that that they go after yours. To let our struggles be individualized is to ask the enemy to swing at us.
We should never allow a war of attrition to be imposed on us, nor should we ever impose a war of attrition on anyone else. That loss is greater than the sum of its gains. I would rather play soccer in no-man’s land.
You can’t avoid the shadowy elements of society by living in the shadows. You receive the worst they have to offer by enduring them to the denial of your own living.
Don’t make the mistake of confusing an understanding of the past with an understanding of the future.
Delaying justice in the world is a chief injustice against it.
Revolting is insane and choosing not to revolt is insane. There is no room left for sanity in the war against the world.
Not being asleep is how we will keep these dreams alive.
Saving the Earth is saving yourself just spelled differently.
Humans—the creators of tautologies that exclude the whole of everything including themselves.
Capitalism hasn’t destroyed people any less quickly than it has destroyed the land. Zombies are a state of mindlessness.
Humans are the deadliest disease this planet has ever seen.
Also, the map is not their territory.
Books are a product of the storage-minded people who started the choosing of property over people—and property over land. Humans have chosen property over land. A failed concept that will determine a failed species. We who see this must cry ever louder: ¡Tierra y Libertad!
They don’t make many like you, they don’t make any like you, they don’t make. You make. You make any. You make many. You make you.
And on the fourth solstice…
I’m an anarchist—rules are kindling for my fire.
Death is the release of force while dying is the capturing and stagnating of force. Language has obfuscated the unimaginable distance between these quite distinct Two—a cage, and then it’s utter destruction, posed next to each other as if they were in league. Death doesn’t need to end in rubble if the living choose not to build walls to begin with.
Life and death are not subject to normalization whereas dying is. We can choose to wax and wane as the moon or burn hotter yet hotter as the sun.
If you keep finding yourself lost over and over again, try looking under.
Revolutionary things have a way of coming full circle. The orbit returns to be around vitality in place of falsifying structures as it is in times of decadence.
Proverbs that keep you in place are better described as pro-nouns. The literate lords pushing them on the illiterate peasants. Now the literate peasants force-feeding themselves.
Possessions are the lost grasp of relations.
Technology is the sucking of functions out of our bodies and transferring it into metallics.
It’s not alienation it’s alien individualization.
I am quite loud you just don’t have the ears for it. And therefore I am quiet loud.
If it’s in your grasp, release it.
What Memes May Come
extinction will bring you death
(picture of the dead bodies laying on ground with backdrop of a future dystopian war)
for the rest of your life
(Picture of Women Marching)
Because the truth is feminine
Sometimes the right (answer) choice
(Pic of standardized test ripped up)
Isn’t the written choice
we can’t hand the planet over to corporations
(Picture of #citizensunited “corporations aren’t people”)
besides, they don’t have any
(pic of human-made desert)
The US Senate (sporting event style looking)
(pic of all the seats inside the senate, or house of reps version of meme) (alternate: I could name you 538 corporations that are represented at the federal government before you could tell me 538 representative names)
All Seats Are Sold Out
work’s no fun and going to destroy us
(Pic of rush hour #leavetheratracerejointhehumanrace)
So why the rush?
… and about 240 more memes…
Previous Aphorism Posts:
My Thoughts Inexactly (Primero)
Lternate Lphabet Lliteration Lterity
L is for Lamenting
Z is for Zeroing & 2018 Remix
G is for Gathering
E is for Escalating
W is for Willing
W is for Willing (ov)
V is for Vanquishing
J is for Jousting
M is for Masquerading
Q is for Quelling
R is for Resisting
R is for Recurring
F is For
F is for Facing
F is Forcing (ov)
N is for Nothing
N is for No things
N Other Lphabet: A pequeño LteratioÑ
Y is for Yearning
Y is for Youthanizing
A is Against
T is for Titrating
B is for Breathing
H is for Harking
X is for Xotic
D is for Deepending
U is for Upending
P is for Propagating
K is for Not Knowing
O is for Overlooking
Z is for Zeroing (2018 Remix)
I is for Initiating
Ñ is for Ñthing Ñew
C is for Collapsing
Wisdom and Mirages 0001
Mirages of Wisdom 0002
Mirages Of Wisdom 0003
Mirages of Wisdom 0010