Heading off to Kiwiburn for setup. After the burn I will probably take my time drifting back down country. Aiming to be back Waitangi Day. Will be mostly offline until then, but txtable (though unlikely to reply during the burn.)

Somehow I think I got pretty much everything on my epic January list done, or more or less done. Some of them mutated on examination.

And the future, who the hell knows. Surfing the chaos again.

(Egad. Just finished packing the car. Uberstuff.)

Declaration of Evolution

Out of everything Timothy Leary said and did, for all the acid of the 60’s, I always thought that this was the most fundamental reason why Leary was regarded by the authorities as the most dangerous man in America. (The kicker is in the 2nd to last paragraph, but the whole thing is well worth reading.)

Declaration of evolution by Timothy Leary, PhD. ———————————————————

When in the course of organic evolution it becomes obvious that a mutational process is inevitably dissolving the physical and neurological bonds which connect the members of one generation to the past and inevitably directing them to assume among the species of Earth the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and Nature’s God entitle them, a decent concern for the harmony of species requires that the causes of the mutation should be declared.

We hold these truths to be self evident:

That all species are created different but equal;

That they are endowed, each one, with certain inalienable rights;

That among them are Freedom to Live, Freedom to Grow, and Freedom to pursue Happiness in their own style;

That to protect these God-given rights, social structures naturally emerge, basing their authority on the principles of love of God and respect for all forms of life;

That whenever any form of government becomes destructive of life, liberty, and harmony, it is the organic duty of the young members of that species to mutate, to drop out, to initiate a new social structure, laying its foundations on such principles and organizing its power in such form as seems likely to produce the safety, happiness, and harmony of all sentient beings.

Genetic wisdom, indeed, suggests that social structures long established should not be discarded frivolous reasons and transient causes. The ecstasy of mutation is equally balanced by the pain. Accordingly all experience shows that members of a species are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, rather than to discard the forms to which they are accustomed.

But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, all pursuing invariably the same destructive goals, threaten the very fabric of organic life and the serene harmony of the planet, it is the right, it is the organic duty to drop out of such morbid covenants and to evolve new loving social structures.

Such has been the patient sufferance of the freedom-loving peoples of this earth, and such is now the necessity which constrains us to form new systems of government.

The history of the white, menopausal, mendacious men now ruling the planet earth is a history of repeated violation of the harmonious laws of nature, all having the direct object of establishing a tyranny of the materialistic aging over the gentle, the peace-loving, the young, the colored. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to the judgement of generations to come.

These old, white rulers have maintained a continuous war against other species of life, enslaving and destroying at whim fowl, fish, animals and spreading a lethal carpet of concrete and metal over the soft body of earth.

They have maintained as well a continual state of war among themselves and against the colored races, the freedom-loving, the gentle, the young. Genocide is their habit.

They have instituted artificial scarcities, denying peaceful folk the natural inheritance of earth’s abundance and God’s endowment.

They have glorified material values and degraded the spiritual.

They have claimed private, personal ownership of God’d land, driving by force of arms the gentle from passage on the earth.

In their greed they have erected artificial immigration and customs barriers, preventing the free movement of people.

In their lust for control they have set up systems of compulsory education to coerce the minds of the children and to destroy the wisdom and innocence of the playful young.

In their lust for power they have controlled all means of communication to prevent the free flow of ideas and to block loving exchanges among the gentle.

In their fear they have instituted great armies of secret police to spy upon the privacy of the pacific.

In their anger they have coerced the peaceful young against their will to join their armies and to wage murderous wars against the young and gentle of other countries.

In their greed they have made the manufacture and selling of weapons the basis of their economies.

For profit they have polluted the air, the rivers, the seas. In their impotence they have glorified murder, violence, and unnatural sex in their mass media.

In their aging greed they have set up an economic system which favors age over youth.

They have in every way attempted to impose a robot uniformity and to crush variety, individuality, and independence of thought.

In their greed, they have instituted political systems which perpetuate rule by the aging and force youth to choose between plastic conformity or despairing alienation.

They have invaded privacy by illegal search, unwarranted arrest, and contemptuous harassment.

They have enlisted an army of informers.

In their greed they sponsor the consumption of deadly tars and sugars and employ cruel and unusual punishment of the possession of life-giving alkaloids and acids. They never admit a mistake.

They unceasingly trumpet the virtue of greed and war. In their advertising and in their manipulation of information they make a fetish out of blatant falsity and pious self-enhancement.

Their obvious errors only stimulate them to greater error and noisier selfapproval. They are bores.

They hate beauty. They hate sex. They hate life.

We have warned them from time to time to their inequities and blindness.

We have addressed every available appeal to their withered sense of righteousness.

We have tried to make them laugh.

We have prophesied in detail the terror they are perpetuating. But they have been deaf to the weeping of the poor, the anguish of the colored, the rocking mockery of the young, the warnings of their poets. Worshipping only force and money, they listen only to force and money. But we shall no longer talk in these grim tongues.

We must therefore acquiesce to genetic necessity, detach ourselves from their uncaring madness and hold them henceforth as we hold the rest of God’s creatures in harmony, life brothers, in their excess, menaces to life.

We, therefore, God-loving, peace-loving, life-loving, fun-loving men and women, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the Universe for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the name and by the Authority of all sentient beings who seek gently to evolve on this planet, solemnly publish and declare that we are free and independent, and that we are absolved from all Allegiance to the United States Government and all governments controlled by the menopausal, and that grouping ourselves into tribes of like-minded fellows, we claim full power to live and move on the land, obtain sustenance with our own hands and minds in the style which seems sacred and holy to us, and to do all Acts and Things which independent Freemen and Freewomen may of right do without infringing on the same rights of other species and groups to do their own thing.

And for the support of this Declaration of Evolution with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, and serenely confident of the approval of generations to come, in whose name we speak, do we now mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our Sacred Honor.

dark mountain

Those who witness extreme social collapse at first hand seldom describe any deep revelation about the truths of human existence. What they do mention, if asked, is their surprise at how easy it is to die.

These people seem kind of interesting. Unfortunately I came across them just after their deadline ended.


Just realised that it has been over two years since I wrote any fiction. (At least, according to the date on the draft of The United States of Dave that was just returned, it is.)

Earlier tonight I rewrote the introduction to the non-fiction book, and got all excited. It feels awesome. The introduction was always the very last thing to be done.

And among the options for the mythical next project, a surprising one has raised its hand. It often feels like there is a window in which a specific book can be written. The requisite passion and obsession and headspace can’t be faked. Fascinating projects can fall by the wayside if the alchemic lightning doesn’t strike. We shall see.


I am certain that none of the world’s problems… have any hope of solution except through total democratic society’s becoming thoroughly and comprehensively self-educated – Buckminster Fuller

on mirrors

Today while wandering around town I listened to Erik Davis interview Antero Alli on Expanding Mind .

Something Alli suggested, which struck me as an interesting exercise in self-identity, was to go for a week without looking in a mirror. Removing/covering bathroom mirrors, and house mirrors. Not checking yourself out reflected in shop windows. Not sneaking a peak in the rear view mirror. Just cutting out all reflections of the self, and seeing what it does to your experience of self.

Part of what interests me is that it sounds like a simple thing but would probably be quite hard in practice. (Presumably using a mirror to aid in putting on make-up is out, too.) But also that it potentially has quietly profound experiential effects.

One consequence of hyper-mediated living is our awareness of our image. We are photographed and stuck on Facebook. Images are flung at us relentlessly through media and we make comparison with ourselves. We craft our style – and even if we outwardly resist succumbing to style, we are aware of that resistance, that we are judged on this scale. It is very hard to be unaware of the visual aspect of ourselves.

Our familiarity with our external form encourages us to identify with our body as us – all of us. Mirrors have existed in various forms for at least a thousand years, but were not commonplace items until recent centuries when new production methods appeared. Another correlation with the shifts in ideas of self that occurred at that time…

Anyway. Would be interesting to do. Who are we when we aren’t looking in the mirror? What were people like when they rarely saw themselves?

marking time

Two years today since my brother died.

An older, wiser head once told me that it takes about two years to really move through a death. Seems like she was about right.

A lot of the inertia is gone. I mean, a lot is going on, and has gone on, but yeah. Moving on.

The future, it is unwritten. And life is no less strange.


…and we’re back

Yay. Thanks to the generosity (and genius) of Joel, we are migrated to a new home and back up and running.

Anyone who has been reading via the straight IP address ( probably won’t be able to see this, and I don’t think that will work any more. At any rate, just the straight is the thing to bookmark from now on. Lose the /blog. And those of you playing by RSS may need to re-up.

At some point some customisation will happen. We seem to have lost embedded youtube links and photo links, and a theme will happen. But as a bonus, comments now seem unfubared, and the comment backlog has been automagically filtered. I just skimmed over the past few months and discovered a bunch of comments, and commenters, I didn’t know existed! (Hi, Rimu! Great grumping, ScottK! And on a geek joy level that maybe two of you will get, “Howard W. Campbell” posted a comment, too 😉 )

And I am now in some shiny new wordpress version. Gotta learn my way around it. (Hadn’t updated the other one in 4.5 years…)

switching servers

Hopefully this evening we will be switching the site over to its new host (thanks, Joel!). There may be weirdness/site downtime…