When to reject and when to renounce?
your heart felt good, it was dripping pitch and made of wood
I've had so much on my mind since I left LA. We saw a red and black flag in Tiajuana, too much anarcho lit from SF and now I'm reading a Derrick Jensen graphic novel... and of all the anarcho--s, anarcho-primitivism is the one that looks most utopian to me but with the least likelihood for ending in dystopia. I just cant get behind these technology-deifying systems like the Diggers of yore, and currently the Venus Project and Bill Gates's frictionless capitalism. And I admire the Zapatistas for their refusal to give up and their rejection of state power as an end goal, but they'll never be protected or accepted until, what, the Mexican government decides to cede power? Rejecting state power is one of the best aspects of Zapatismo, but it also inherently limits its possibilities. Zizek's exploration of objective and systemic violence just provides another angle towards the same thing. But then I get this almost secular Liebnizian view like this is how it (civilization, humankind) has turned out, it's an objective reality that some people find workable, noble, and good (status quo) and dialectically the other side is bound to look at the evil and say "look what our system has done, knowingly/purposefully" as if it's just one system and not the entire Hegelian/Marxist evolution of human consciousness. Maybe this is the best we could do, or simply all we could have done, given the causal chain of contingencies. Then I have nightmares of what if one of our Greats had never picked up a pen or a Molotov cocktail, and then dreams about what if more had... In the end, I'm not going to sit by, complacent with High Philosophy. Anarcho-primitivism or horizontally integrated collectives is all I see as potentially being better than this. The heavy part is just that for too many complex, convoluted reasons to describe here, I just can't believe in capitalism anymore. And I dont believe in a sinle thing the government does or alleges to stand for, because it's completely fucking impotent when not working for some corporate or economic interest (if it ever isn't). Do I have it in me for a lifetime of struggle, of not selling out? Or will this end when I'm 25 like in SLC Punk? Honestly, I don't think it will. And if I trust that I won't sell out, I won't. George Carlin was right about value-changing substances, I already could never be a Normal again. It's just a matter of being a freak full of ideas, compassion, and action instead of feelings of bitterness or futility towards "society." Taking all I know about nihilism, and trying to build it into a life
I have to extend my trip until Friday, because i'm not going to miss out on one of my favorite Reno bands for the past three years playing a show in LA, not by a measly two days anyways. I already texted Brian (from LA, not the one in Buster Blue) and he's down to get shwilly and go. Stoked.
I've had so much on my mind since I left LA. We saw a red and black flag in Tiajuana, too much anarcho lit from SF and now I'm reading a Derrick Jensen graphic novel... and of all the anarcho--s, anarcho-primitivism is the one that looks most utopian to me but with the least likelihood for ending in dystopia. I just cant get behind these technology-deifying systems like the Diggers of yore, and currently the Venus Project and Bill Gates's frictionless capitalism. And I admire the Zapatistas for their refusal to give up and their rejection of state power as an end goal, but they'll never be protected or accepted until, what, the Mexican government decides to cede power? Rejecting state power is one of the best aspects of Zapatismo, but it also inherently limits its possibilities. Zizek's exploration of objective and systemic violence just provides another angle towards the same thing. But then I get this almost secular Liebnizian view like this is how it (civilization, humankind) has turned out, it's an objective reality that some people find workable, noble, and good (status quo) and dialectically the other side is bound to look at the evil and say "look what our system has done, knowingly/purposefully" as if it's just one system and not the entire Hegelian/Marxist evolution of human consciousness. Maybe this is the best we could do, or simply all we could have done, given the causal chain of contingencies. Then I have nightmares of what if one of our Greats had never picked up a pen or a Molotov cocktail, and then dreams about what if more had... In the end, I'm not going to sit by, complacent with High Philosophy. Anarcho-primitivism or horizontally integrated collectives is all I see as potentially being better than this. The heavy part is just that for too many complex, convoluted reasons to describe here, I just can't believe in capitalism anymore. And I dont believe in a sinle thing the government does or alleges to stand for, because it's completely fucking impotent when not working for some corporate or economic interest (if it ever isn't). Do I have it in me for a lifetime of struggle, of not selling out? Or will this end when I'm 25 like in SLC Punk? Honestly, I don't think it will. And if I trust that I won't sell out, I won't. George Carlin was right about value-changing substances, I already could never be a Normal again. It's just a matter of being a freak full of ideas, compassion, and action instead of feelings of bitterness or futility towards "society." Taking all I know about nihilism, and trying to build it into a life
I have to extend my trip until Friday, because i'm not going to miss out on one of my favorite Reno bands for the past three years playing a show in LA, not by a measly two days anyways. I already texted Brian (from LA, not the one in Buster Blue) and he's down to get shwilly and go. Stoked.