[ an open letter to the management of the london public library chain ‘ideastore’]
Dear Sergio (and by the nature of open letters, Dear Judith and Barbara as well),
We’ve had the honour and a couple of things have been spoken about, ‘discussed’. I don’t want to say more about persecution, beliefs, censorship or ‘conspiracy’ (as Barbara called it) since my work, particularly draft magazine, has been speaking about this at length and in depth. Yet, a few thoughts popped-up concerning your framework ‘local library’ and my framework ‘local writer’ that might as well serve as appropriate closing words for our open and direct encounter.
Now, if I say ‘local writer’, then obviously if at this stage you feel that the standard of my work as either a) Writer, b) Philosopher, c) Scholar, d) Artist (tick or untick boxes where appropriate) wouldn’t meet the required standard for even the weakest content within your library framework, then, of course, there’s no need to read through the following outpourings. ‘T was nice to meet you and hope all works out well. Remember, empires come and go and all those endowed with real power are (and have always been) operating behind the scenes. Only the so-called “useful idiots” (revealed by KGB defector Yuri Brezmenov) are ignorant enough to be most conveniently taken for a ride by those knowing higher truths. While at the same time, all Alexander the Greats and Djengis Khans (even Maos) are the ones ‘divinely’ chosen – within their mortal time allotted – to fulfil all those cosmic schemes that are significantly larger than life.
If you’re still here, I’d like to say at this stage that after having left little ‘notes’ around your premises for the past three years or so, it was a real pleasure for me to finally get in touch officially. While with you, Sergio, I felt a strong connection by the fact alone, that on one hand we’re both intellectuals (rational people who’ve read a lot and have the compassionate heart to sense man’s dire predicament while been given the mental faculties to advance humanity towards something hopefully ‘better’) and on the other we’ve both been growing-up from a similarly wisecracking, psuedo-sophisticated turf that to me is the continental art scene. Yet, I could also sense a more personal bond that not only comes from the fact that you seemed to be a cool guy who understands quite well how ‘lucky’ it is to be given such a position of power as yours, in such a tragically short life, during such troubled times as the ones we’re presently facing.
Judith, I haven’t had the pleasure to meet you in person. I hope you liked those two little presents I left for you. I sincerely apologize for having addressed you with a seemingly pretentious ‘Jude’ in the cover note. I got confused with the Southbank Centre director’s name Jude Kelly whose assistant I’ve been talking to the day before. Being the ‘other half’ of Sergio, so to speak, I can only assume you to be equal in terms of character as well. (For the ‘character’ bit here – I’m using this as a notion that greatly differs from the one held by anyone instilled with ‘party’ or ‘equal opportunity’ culture (which is communist, lol) . The way I’m using it refers to how cultivators use it. It refers to someone’s mind and heart nature, the part that is being cultivated through the earnest discernment of upright teachings or ‘laws’. I’ll explain a bit later).
Barbara, haha, great talking to you. You’re holding a really iron lady stance there, as a ‘manager’. I could clearly see you being torn and fluctuating between ‘persona’ and ‘individual’, though. It’s certainly not easy to always remain truly oneself. And with success, it becomes even more difficult since the higher the rank, the bigger all expectations from the outside are getting to adhere to the stereotype that they’d adamantly desire to see you in. Yet – the self-employed are often in the position of attaining quite significant power exactly by not having such internal conflict in the first place. They’re experienced by the outside as consistent and natural throughout. Of course, looked at it deeper, it’s still just another act and it can be coached or trained to perfection. (Kennedy apparently studied James Dean’s on-screen expressions to improve his own). In other words, one way or the other, more genuinely or awkwardly, we’re all acting. And we’ve all been conditioned to present ourselves in certain ways. Such mysterious phenomena are looked at in group psychology, something the general public isn’t allowed to know much about, much less worry about. For the ruling system, this works very well.
Which brings us to the only real argument you delivered in our meeting: “the system works for us and it’s your problem if it doesn’t work for you”. I’m afraid, while this might’ve helped to successfully get rid of me, this isn’t a striking argument at all. Which system in power wouldn’t claim the same? Nazi Germany felt that way and the Soviet ‘Union’ as well. China feels that way right now despite having to torture and kill kind and true people by the thousands, even millions, in order to prove it. The banks feel that way, don’t they? Including yours, when you’re on the street one day, perhaps. Global supermarket chains feel it and property development tycoons. The fattening surveillance contractors and the winning parties of any given government, however corrupt or crooked, self-righteous or idealistic. They all feel the same like you do. For us, it works. Only the jobless and starving complain. Or better, they’ve meanwhile been weakened and disenfranchised to the point that they don’t even know what it means to complain – or even if they could, where to address their complaints to? They don’t know anything anymore except that their own survival is very much at stake now. That in reality, the larger game’s stakes are so much higher than even the mere survival – that’s something not even the puppet masters and social engineers of their misery are allowed to know. That’s one.
***EDIT – this piece has now also become part of the SYSTEMICS II book and below is a refined edit …
[ some thoughts on the nature of persecution ]
GHOSTS IN THE MACHINE
For quite some time I’ve been thinking about putting together a solid rationale about my ‘spreading the word’ activities in public, about my endeavours to establish a professional loophole that cuts through the complex and tight spiderweb that’s been established – with almost everyone farcically contributing – as our notions, angles and vantage point of ‘human reality’. Such an undertaking raises such enormous issues as counteracting the removal of organs, of lives, ideas, even of gods … or the suppression and persecution of universes, worlds, countries, philosophies, careers, individuals, etc. While on the merely mundane, it involves the shedding of light into our ridiculous struggle of ‘who’s right and who’s wrong’ that has turned out to be a kind of pivot of all human pettiness and its brainwashed, instigated arena called ‘survival of the fittest’ – probably since the beginning of time. Or at least since Keen opted to terminate his brother Able, only to satisfy his jealousy-fueled desire to keep-up appearances, by wiping away that which is Pure and True from the surface of the earth. Or to be more precise, to remove someone else’s above-the-line Visibility for the sake of upholding a wicked, below-the-line Lie.
Those who I’ve managed to reach know that I’m talking about Eric Berne’s Group Canons a lot (in the earlier book Systemics and privately to people around me) and what an inescapable entrapment they entail for anyone feeling they belong to a particular group (or ‘party’) wholeheartedly. For any force of destruction, this particular flaw of ‘longing for belonging’ makes it perfectly convenient to stir the direction of such neatly coherent group anywhere they want to. Macchiavelli, as most of you know, teaches its manipulative top-level skill via the introduction of a secret force that is giving the unsuspecting (be)longers both a Left and a Right faction to contend with. Not only is this keeping the sheeple purposeful and busy while in the end they’d kiss the feet of the covert puppet masters all the same (regardless of which faction those forces have decided to let win for the time being). These Group Canons, it turns out, are also the primary cause boxing mankind in during our present ‘final hours’.
Who’d dare taking the role as ‘agitator / saviour’ who challenges those canons in such a hopeless endgame play-out? For it’s the nature of a group (like it is for any individual) to ensure its continued ‘survival’ – i.e. carrying itself forth into the future and thus fighting off, expelling, annihilating anyone or anything threatening such a course. Who’d re-question the originally set-down Canon when almost everyone goes along with it towards its final destination? Even if such an agitator did come along, sacrificing himself for a higher cause (like suicide terrorists have been brainwashed to do) – how could they stand any chance to counter the all-encompassing socially-engineered notional wave that’s based on undermined values of money, evolution, commerce, art, culture, welfare, relationships, intimacy, cultivation, the divine, etc? Each individual’s life-thread is literally and totally attached to those? No wonder they nailed Jesus the Christ on a cross even though his version of the Buddha Law would save them from facing disintegration.
Any real change then, rather than being caused by a different political climate or some other superficial changes of an existing framework, could only be achieved from within each individual’s heart (each particle of the collective / cosmic wave) – no? Was there anything wrong with the system as such in the first place, anyway? Systems come and go, don’t they, and are subject to the developmental phases of formation, stasis, degeneration just like the (old) Universe itself.
This then means, that within our being lost in delusion (trapped within the dimensional confines of particles called Planets and Molecules), each individual is required to take their own stance and position. Would your spouse, your parent or your boss be able to ‘save you’ or absolve you when ‘closure’ (truth arriving at the surface) eventually arrives? Would you be able to forgive them your having been ‘ruined’ while they say “sorry” and refer, in the futile attempt of a rational apology, to only having ‘followed orders’ or just didn’t know any better? If a machine that you feel is vital to be part of causes you to do things that harm others (maybe even harm exactly those who’ve got the courage to not play an active part in the machine) – would any The Hague court simply shrug-off your ‘sins’ because of the ludicrous reasoning that ‘a machine is simply a machine’? Who’d be able to take the blame for your not having known better, your having been ‘unfortunately’ deceived? Your basically going against your very own conscience? Could there be any graver sin than going against one’s own Conscience?
If every Individual is required to take their stance within this grinding Machine, break free of any collective chains to choose their own colour, shade and position – according to their most fundamental conscience, and according to values that prove right throughout time-frames and space-frames that are universal … if they manage to do that, then the areas of Grey that lie between the extremes of blackness and whiteness are the only room left for any real freedom-of-choice. They’re the no-where-land from which to go into any available future directions. Or the only reliable ground offering an infinite variety of individual future choices. Or – maybe even going this far – the only available zone left for us to stand on for the survival of narrative warfare .
SEDUCTION AND ADVERTISING
What I can see now is that corruption to the integrity of a given system begins with the exchange of money or other favours for mere visibility – and from there invariably ends with the distorted systemic expressions like rape, theft and murder. It’s literally as easy as that. I’ll give two trails of thought as an example.
for a while i’ve been thinking whether we should run a teaser campaign but in the end we decided against it. as you all know, i don’t like hype at all and considering the present situation where i’m somewhat proven correct on this, a situation where campaigning, in the face of gigantic truths unravelling, is increasingly rendered thoroughly ad absurdum, it could be said, that any more than a mere notification of availability, any hustling or underhanded marketing strategy, would imply that whatever is attempted to be sold, as being suspicious, if not outright dodgy.
that said, we’ve chosen to herewith give notice of number 001 – ‘made known’ of draft magazine. lots of work and thought and creativity and responsibility has gone into this so that it turned out to be brimming with secrets and truths and humour and food for contemplation that you will not get anywhere else in the world. so we’ll say this much and we’ll put up a couple of stickers and newly invented multi-layered, ‘interactive’ posters around town and that will suffice. a life of its own. may truth be told :]
pick it up, order or download it:
on the sensitive subject of money and the general availability of content there’ve been a few changes since last time. what concerns the magazine has been explained there. what concerns our own views and situation is that we’ve made password protected some of the content on this website that is otherwise available, neatly packaged, for sale. any kind souls short of money can still drop me a comment or email a request and i’ll kindly have them access the content via letting them have a key.
while we won’t go as far as jonathan franzen’s character in his latest freedom book (the investment banker lover of the jewish beauty joey fancies), who’d say that the internet is shit because ‘free’ information is per definition ‘worthless’, we do concern ourselves with the paradigm shift that is unfolding at present in regards to a complete re-evaluation of what is on offer and how much is needed for it to be so and to change hands and / or brains and / or location.
london, october 2012
***EDIT Autumn 2023 – this has also become part of the SYSTEMICS II book. the edit below I’ve decided to make public for a little while …
[ a little experimental essay on something rather enormous ]
Better begin with what it is not. Let’s say, for the purpose of this paper, trying to cover the human angle from a purely human vantage point – whatever it is for animals and plants, for humans it isn’t. Yes, propagation does occur (sometimes is getting out of hand) but a pure angle of biologism seems utterly ridiculous in the face of what we’re going to say. Besides, what is Life anyway? Who’s to say that only molceular-biological duplication patterns constitute life? Hasn’t it been talked about in the Buddha school, for example, that everything is alive and the mere frictional movement of matter can give birth to new matter?
So where does Sex start? By a soft touch with the subtle undertone of desire? Through a casual caress conveying detached affection? A warm sideway glance sparking-off lewd baselines? The verbal ‘Schlagabtausch’ between two people who secretly fancy each other? The eerie sensation that sitting on Grandpa’s lap or being tickled by Daddy feels ‘real nice’?
And where would it end? With the grand spiritual wedding? Multi-orgasmic shockwaves into higher 5D astral-body frequencies? Dual cultivation of both Demon- and Buddhahood as practiced in Tantric Buddhism?
And between all this? There lies all the rest, obviously. Like? The well-maintained day-to-day reality between an affectionate husband and wife? Healing of bodily dysfunctions through reflexology of the sex organs? The wealth of self-esteem and inner fulfillment awaiting a woman from great love-life and a man from being able to give ‘it’ to her? The elicitation of erotic dreams through the wearing of seductive clothing? The hypocritical but hot-headed denial of secret rape fantasies? Isn’t, as great psychologist Eric Berne has put it, the event of actual pleasure while being subjected to rape the “most dreaded possibiliy”? How complex (and secret at that) are female orgasmic functions?
So what about getting lost, then, into the black hole of insatiable female desire which, if you go along as a maybe or maybe not lucky ‘eaten alive’ man, turns out to be ever more and more absorbing? And consequently, what about ‘getting lost’ entirely, by abandoning any sense of reason, into the abyss of forlornness, wantonness, neediness – or helplessness even?
All of this encompasses Sex, I feel. Which then only leaves out the playing of games through either the promise or the withdrawal of sexual ‘favours’. How could the calculating abuse of one’s own and other’s private parts have anything to do with Sex? Unfortunately, though, as psychology is very aware, that’s exactly what most people are settling for. Very strange, isn’t it?