Thematic Resonance in Civilizational Superstructure
The human story, at its base, holds a fairly simple framework. An ape-ancestor, both a puzzle-solver and obsessed with time, stumbles over persistence hunting and ends up inventing both a …
Category: Intersection
The Reality of Being “Human”
Every culture on the planet has an origin story, a way they describe how things came from not-being to being. In this, they often have a mythic narrative that also …
A little family history
I am the son of Pol ap Finnis of the western shores. I serve at the feet of the mad Dreamer poet, the trickster who here is a Doctor and …
Are ya STOOPID or just DEAF?!
When Facebook decides that “Dakota Access Pipeline Facts” is appropriate for your feed, and then posts this– THE SOURCE OF WATER FOR THE STANDING ROCK SIOUX IS NOT NEAR THE …
On the nature of power
Government works by -you- investing your time and energy in it. That can be done indirectly, by you giving something like your money to it or directly through your labor …
Tale as Old as Time
To my gaming / gamer friends: Play’s as old as the human race, likely far older. And pretty much forever, it has been about preparing youth for what’s to come …
In Blackest Night
It is the province and the responsibility of artists, in times of despair and darkness to shine a light on dark corners, and, often enough to be the light. Take …
A Helping Hand?
What I laid out for the attendees was the foundation of a conversation: that the U.S., by its own admission, is in active occupation of 500 – 1000 sovereign nations in the continental U.S. and that the Los Angeles tribes (who are very much alive and still culturally active and yes, there’s even a tribal government) never had a ratified treaty. If you live in L.A., you’re squatting on their land.
The Professional and the Battle for Art
About a week back (more or less), I was witness to one of those curious interchanges that occasionally leapfrogs its way across social media. This one was about art. Insults …
An End to Transition
You are living in the middle of an artificial desert, created by people gaming with your life. You can’t go back to what was before because it’s gone and even if it was around, it wouldn’t sustain even a tenth of the people who are now here. This storyteller has a message for you. Let’s end this game and envision a new one to play.