Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Her Prophet Reflects

~Another quiet night here all by myself. Only Squirt is up and she still mostly runs away from me, silly creature.

I've spent most of the past month or so watching Crime Drama and playing in the Anglo-American Imperium. But the Matriarchal New Year has begun and the Gregorian soon shall as well. Time to start up with The Explanation once again. I shall finish the First Version by this coming summer or fucking die!

Lots of thoughts on so many other subjects, though all tie into the Grand Issue, the birth of The Amazon Republic and the End of Men. Therefore I shall remain quiet for a little while longer and cogitate upon the coming days....

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Today is The Kalends of Primaria 12AS

The Kalends what we call the 1st of each month. It is always a Eponaday, always a First Day, always a Beginning.

The Kalends of Primaria is different from the other Kalends. It is the First of the First of the First, first day of the first week of the first month of the new year. Upon The Kalends of Primaria we formally lay out the plans and goals of the coming year and dedicate ourselves to their completion in The Name of The Goddess in all of Her Aspects.

On this day we Invoke Primaria, Goddess of The First Month of The Year, and ask Her to Guide us and Protect us through all of Her Thirty Days. Blessed Be...

"The concept behind making each month a Goddess in Her own right comes from something E says in Part Two “The Temple's Metaphysics”: "By focusing individual or collective Will upon a specific Aspect of The Creatrix, meaning a specifically Named Goddess – such as Astarte, Kali, or, Bride – a Tulpa may be invoked out of The Creatrix, a part of Her that can be understood and related to, and therefor directed."

The idea here being to Invoke each Monthly Goddess at the beginning of of Her Thirty Days, asking for Her Guidance and Protection during Her Time. To facilitate this, we are reintroducing another Roman convention, The Kalend, Latin for 'announcing' or 'calling' and the basis for the word Calendar, as the first day of each month. Upon the arrival of The Kalend we are reminded to make the above Invocation.

These are new Goddesses and as yet Un-Manifested. Therefore, now as I write these words upon this page, I Invoke them and call then into Being.

By reading their Names, you my Sisters, also Invoke them. And as Common Usage becomes Established Tradition, the Nature and Traits of each Goddess shall make themselves apparent and become fully Manifest. Through this process, we shall Serve them and they shall Serve us, which is ever the proper relationship between Humans and their Deities."

Addendum D [Calendar for A New Matriarchy]

12 Anna Sororitas, The Twelfth Year of The Sisterhood

"Those few days in mid October of 2001 when E first dictated The Pentavalent to me, the Precepts that are shaping and guiding The Temple into becoming The New Matriarchy, that Global Amazon Republic I'm so fond of promoting. We shall date the Anna Sororitas [Year of Sisterhood] beginning from that time when the actual Path itself was first Revealed. AD 2001=1 AS."

Addendum D [Calendar for A New Matriarchy]

Monday, December 26, 2011

Random Lite

Quiet here again. Everyone sleeping, including all the cats. I've been sleeping a lot the past three or four days, just succumbing to it as soon as it makes its presence felt.

Don't really feel like making to effort to share anything else. No secrets, just not in the mood to explain anything...

Friday, December 23, 2011


...file created at 1:09pm...

~The AT&T tech got here three hours ago. At least that's what Tyger told me. She's been babysitting him while both Le-Le and I were out cold.

The diagnosis seems to be 'degraded cables'. We're still copper wire out cause AT&T is [are?] too fucking cheap to upgrade their fucking infrastructure. They're gonna have to dig up cables in our backyard and also out on 20West. It seems their cables are crappin' out all over the landscape.

...back at 1:51pm...

~Been out on the porch with Tyger shooting the shit. Had to come in cause the desert sun was frying me.

The tech is roaming around with his ground radar and spraying orange paint all over the fucking landscape. The park manager is getting twitchy. But hey, that's the deal. And we ain't the only ones who bitched.

I'm feeling a little woozy from the heat. It was 15° when I went to bed at 4 this morning. It's probably only in the low 60's out there, but in the direct sunlight on the porch with no wind it could easily be in the upper 70's. installment at 4:16pm...

~The AT&T tech did some 'patch ups' and Le-Le hooked up the new modem. Things are better and some glitching is to be expected. The digging won't start until after the New Year, but hopefully we'll be okay until them.

And there you have it....

PS LJ's tags don't seem to be working. Copy/pasta'd from Dreamwidth. lol

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Marissa Gaeta And Citlalic Snell, U.S. Naval Petty Officers

~Of course the first Official Gay Military Kiss is between two very cute lesbians. Somebody in PR was paying attention. lol


Sunday, December 18, 2011

Random Lite

~This last week has been a series of Stress/Relief events for all of us. I'm skipping the details for General Security Reasons, but I expect it is understandable that such are exhausting even when situations are resolved. The rest of the household is presently sleeping, even the cats. I just slept nine hours, but I get the feeling a wee nap is probably on the lunch menu.

And so it is...

Friday, December 16, 2011

The Three Chinas

“Oddly, I spent last night at a party talking to a young woman from China who believes that her country is on the brink of major civil unrest” Laurie Penny Tweeted this a few days ago. I Tweeted back that I'd been saying this for more than a year now and getting dismissed. I then resolved to say something about what I call The Three Chinas Paradigm.

The Old Men in Beijing would like the world to think that China is nearly all Mandarin speaking Han. But of course China is a vast and complex nation-state with dozens of languages and ethnicities. Such should be obvious. Even the United Kingdom, which could be shoehorned into the US state of California, is similar with Welsh and Scottish nationalism and an English spoken in Yorkshire that is nearly incomprehensible to many other English speakers.

So to say there are Three Chinas should be understood as a socio-economic simplification, albeit a useful one in my opinion.

The First China these days is The East Coast, what I call the Go-Go China. That is that China we all know, the one that has seemed bound for World Domination, the Capitalist Roader China that produces cheap goods by the megaton, is packed wall to wall with new millionaires and has funded America's wars for the last decade.

The Second China is what I call The Middle Kingdom, the China of The Ten Thousand Villages. This is actually the real China, the one that has existed for millennia. Most Chinese live in this China. They provide the work force for The East Coast. They are poor and both they and their land are increasingly exploited and polluted. This is also where 'destabilizing unrest' begins in China.

The Third China, which is not really Chinese at all, is The West, Sinkiang and Tibet. Sinkiang is largely [and sparsely] populated by Turkic Muslims. Tibet is of course Tibetan. Beijing has been waging an ethnic war on both provinces for a half century, transplanting Mandarin speaking Han by the hundreds of thousands. For Beijing, Sinkiang is Strategic, both as a buffer state against Russia and as a road into Central Asia. Tibet is even more crucial as it is the principal watershed of East Asia. These provinces are actively hostile.

One can easily see that this is a volatile mixture. Absolute Control is absolutely essential. Of course such is also impossible. Sooner or later Control slips. I suspect this is what keeps the Old Men in Beijing up at night...and the quote at the top is just one more indication that it is slipping faster.

With the Global Economic Downturn deepening, the overseas markets that The East Coast has come to depend upon are shrinking and the work force from The Middle Kingdom are be sent home in droves. Sent home to poverty, poisoned land and endemic official corruption. And the authorities on The East Coast are ruthless about 'clearing out' unemployed workers. Each worker shipped back is another drop in a growing pool of anger, a pool that is becoming a lake, and may even become an ocean. More and more signs of that anger are being reported every day.

Remember that in China 'civil unrest' is something of a euphemism. We'd call it rebellion or even Civil War. And keep in mind that a serious civil war in the People's Republic of China is quite likely to involve the use of nuclear weapons.

This is not simple schadenfreude on my part. We too have come to depend upon China and if the above comes to pass - as I believe it will - these events will ripple economically here as well, such as the loss of those cheap consumer goods which are helping keep many America families [barely] afloat. And the consequences of that will then ripple throughout our society and then back to China.

Interesting Times indeed...

Monday, December 12, 2011

Her Prophet Plays Games On The Internets

~Faux-enlightened crypto-fascist Gonzalo Lira has posted another purposefully inflammatory entry: Why Gay Marriage Doesn’t Make Sense—and Isn’t Fair. I'm not sure if he really believes half the shit he writes. It may just be to 'get his numbers up'. But whatever, I'm perfectly happy to piggy back on his bullshit.

My comment: “There is biotech already in the pipeline whereby two women could have a child who is the product of both of their DNA: bone marrow stem cells used to create sperm and egg-to-egg fertilization. There was some clearly politically motivated back tracking on the former, but the researcher had already said it would work with both genders oblivious to the shitstorm such a statement would invoke.

So, there is your 'for the children' justification. I also note that the few political attempts to 'un-marry' childless hetro couples are derided as cruel and immoral.

The bottom line here is that as long as the govt is in the Marriage Business it is Constitutionally required to provide Equal Protection Under The Law and all the various 'social custom' and 'for the children' arguments are just so much tribal bullshit. This also applies to Polygamy and Polyamory. As long as the participants are Consenting Adults, let folks marry however they choose to do so.

By the same token, if a religious organization does not condone a particular form of marriage, then they should be free from any obligation to perform it.

PS On the flip side, it is theoretically possibly for two men to have a child using both of their DNA. Strip the DNA out of a donated egg and have one man's DNA implanted in the 'empty' egg and then fertilized by his partner. I believe this has already been done with two women. For now a woman would have to carry the child to term, but a temporary 'manwomb' implanted in a male abdomen is also theoretically possibly. We're just not there yet.”

No response yet...from him or anyone else.
posted by John Robb

Here's the simple version of the message.

Big changes are coming. How you fare will be a function of the choices you make.

1. The threat is the ongoing breakdown of the global economic and political system. Things are already bad for many of us, and they will get worse for nearly everyone as the decades wear on. In almost all cases, if you stick with the current economic system: you and your family will suffer.

2. The opportunity is to build something new at the local level. A networked resilient community that produces most of what it needs and shares/sells/buys the rest virtually. An economic and political environment that you can have a say in.

One of the key parts of this opportunity for networked resilient communities? Local fabrication. The ability to make locally, using simple/inexpensive machines and designs downloaded from the Internet, the products we currently buy from China. This is a big idea. It's hard to get your head around. Once you do, it will change the way you think about the future. Here are three attempts to explain the idea.

Here's a pretty good video on the future of local manufacturing (fab labs, 3d printing, etc.).

Phillipe Torrone: Is it time to rebuild and retool public libraries and make them tech shops?

NPR story on how libraries have the potential to reinvent themselves by building hackerspaces.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Her Prophet Fixes The Maths

~So the screw up was not as bad as I thought. I'd only made a small error up front. I said that The Kalends of Primaria [the 1st] was Dec 27/Dec 28th on Leap Years in Addendum D [Calendar for A New Matriarchy]. That would start The Festival of The Turning on Dec 22nd. I guess I had a brāne fart because the latter starts upon The Solstice, which is almost always the 21st. [We're fixing it to that date to simplify matters]

I realized there was a problem a few days ago when I saw that Duonenia ended on Dec 20th. I did write out the entire thing – it's not as bad as it sounds – and found that somehow I had not transferred the mistake to the rest of the dating. That means I do not have to delete all the Matriarchal Calender entrees I've made so far. Whew!

I've gone back and corrected everything...and now I think I need a nap.


~It is wonderfully quiet here right now. I slept until a little after two and everyone else was sleeping when I got up, even the cats. I really need my own quiet alone time. It's a Writer's Thing. My head is my 'office space' and other people's noise is very disruptive. It can easily kill my process.

I'm taking time to enjoy this quiet and 'just think'. I do have to print up a calendar blank in a few and start to sort the specifics of how I messed up the Matriarchal Calendar. But first I'm gonna sit and simply be still for a short while.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Her Prophet Has Issues With The Maths

~Okay, while working on The Festival of The Turning I've come to suspect that I may have screwed up the whole Matriarchal Calender time line. I know for certain that I screwed up some of it. [details once I figure out what the what is]

Basically, what I have posted so far may be off by a day...over like eighty something posts. *sigh* And yes, I will delete every fucking one of them [on both LJ and DW] if such is the case.

But to be sure I have to print up several calendar blanks and do the thing by rote, eg fill out several months...going in both directions. Oy vey chingada.

...yeah, I have not been maneuvering on all thrusters...

Friday, December 9, 2011


~I'm really fucking pissed off this morning. Personal specific stuff, not the ongoing global ratfuck. They're all resolvable issues, but are more Stress on top of what I've already got on my plate.

I'm going to watch some British Crime Drama which will calm me somewhat. [even at this late date I think that my oddest characteristic] But this shit will still be simmering somewhere in my psyche. I'll just be better able to deal with it. *sigh*

Thursday, December 8, 2011


~Had to run around yesterday morning. Knocked me out of course. I'm still running on vapors.

I did however spend an hour early in the AM working on some details of The Festival of The Turning. [see Matriarchal Calender] Slowly I'm moving back to working on The Explanation. It's been a few weeks now and I'm getting restless, though I'll likely not fully jump back in until after The Turning.

I have other shit to talk about, but right now I'm gonna get a bit more sleep...

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Her Prophet Relates

~I had a conversation with E tonight. She said, “Your Exhaustion is allowing your Fears to dominate your Thoughts and Feelings. That is not a critique. That is just what is so. And it is an understandable mortal condition. You simply need to keep resting and Healing and let your Faith in The Message carry you until you can once again carry your own Self. It is after all what carries you most of the time anyway.

I wish I could be more comforting. But I am not a 'parent deity'. Like you, I am only another Separate Being adrift here in the vastness of Creation, seeking Its Source. Like you, I am only a Messenger, which you are already aware is all too often a thankless task. So please know that at least I have Compassion for your present State of Being and will remain your Companion as long as you need me.”

This did help...

Tuesday, November 29, 2011


~This last [standard] week was a real ratfuck. Buckets of Stress and Running. I'm only now starting to recover, though I'm still fucking fried. [which I keep typing as]

My mind is active, but I have no extra energy to share said activity. I find that very annoying as I am a relentless egomaniacal blowhard....

Monday, November 28, 2011

Homelessness and The Temple

~I myself spent twenty two months homeless. I was fortunate that I was nine years sober at the time and had the support of someone who knew the system very well. Though I did sleep in shelters at first, I never had to sleep outside. But that was eight years ago. I doubt I would be that fortunate now.

However, that is why the following is in The Explanation, from Her Prophet Explains: Part Four "The Temple's Tactical Initiatives":

"When I really started to think about The Temple on a practical level, what first came to mind was two projects; a store front operation to help homeless and 'in need' women, and a 'human potential type' of Amazon training for women who were generally middle and upper middle class, women who were looking for something that their present lives did not give them.

I first detailed these two projects thusly:

The Temple's first project is a Women's Drop-In Center. The drop-in center would be a converted store front or other street level former business space. It would clearly be ‘faith based’ and staffed by members of The Temple trained in its operation. The Center will provide the following:

~a safe place for homeless women to be during the day
~two free meals a day, breakfast and lunch
~a mail drop
~shower and laundry facilities
~a nap room

~references to social services, to mental health and drug counseling [these reference services would also be available to non-homeless women 'in need'], and to transitional housing

The Temple's second project is the conducting of experimental women's educational workshops utilizing of the 'human potential' model, a Sisterhood Training. These workshops are focused on formulating and designing an educational training organization of several levels that will:

~be based upon a rigorous Amazon Training regimen
~foster the empowerment of women individually
~provide women with a workable model for positive social change as a group
~create a sustainable environment that heals, builds, and expands the bonds of Sisterhood

The ways in which the middle and upper middle class women could help their homeless and 'in need' Sisters are relatively obvious for the most part. But how the homeless and 'in need' women could help their better off Sisters would be to provide the lessons and opportunities for them to rigorously examine the conduct and values of their own 'comfortable' lives, to see how they are 'well adjusted to a profoundly sick society'.

Having myself lived in both worlds, I know that often one group is looked at as 'pathetic ruined victims' and the other group as 'shallow rich bitches'. But an unnerving number of those homeless and 'in need' women originally come out of the middle class, a few even from the upper middle class.

The goal here is show each of them that they are all in fact Sisters and that the course of their respective lives has largely been determined by Patriarchy and its rules regarding gender, race, and class.

What the combination of these two projects will create is a process of female centered social reintegration that is both vertical and horizontal, one that crosses and transcends all cultural and economic lines.

As time goes on, The Drop-In Center will expand into a network of temporary shelters, permanent housing, and support systems for homeless and 'in need' women, a network designed to help these women stabilize and heal their own lives and to protect those women who are too damaged to fully recover.

As time goes on, The Sisterhood Training will expand from a series of long weekend workshops into what I envision as two plus year process, a 'full immersion' training that provide an arena for women to completely transform themselves into what will effectively be Amazon Warrior Priestesses.

Of course we do not expect that the majority of the women who pass through these processes to become fully Initiated Sisters of The Temple. Only a dedicated minority of them will follow that path. But even a homeless woman who only has one bowl of soup at The Drop In Center or a professional woman who only goes to a single Sisterhood Training guest event will be touched by this process of transformation"

And then further on...

"~The Temple create a network of shelters and housing for women [for non-Temple members and not related to the residences listed above]. This will include at least one large overnight shelter with support facilities, various shelters for battered women, addicted women, and multi-year transitional living programs. We will also get into the permanent housing business, through Section 8 and/or whatever programs are available."

I have extensive notes on these shelters that I shall add to this portion of Part Four fairly soon. It's just a matter of typing and editing.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Nebs Sez

"The Modern World is an Anglo-European construct. Look at any gathering of world leaders and you'll see that almost all of them, regardless of race and national origin, are wearing Western style business attire. One needs to wear that uniform to be considered Serious. Even the Saudis tend to wear suits in private meetings, basically dismissing their Arabic robes as a 'domestic political necessity'.

Now While folks like to believe that Europe, and especially England, came to dominate the world because of Innate Racial Superiority. Makes even the poorest hillbillies feel better about themselves, and yes, I'll say it; “My life may be shit, but at least I ain't no nigger.” And while they likely see Black folks in their mind when they say that, they really mean any non-White.

The reality that Europeans were for the most part simply lucky in teams of geography and history is beyond the ken of even many educated White people and a fair number of non-Whites as well. That's something that is probably psycho-emotionally impossible to give least not without violence.

The flip side of all of this is that when the shoe is on the other foot, non-White peoples have behaved in the exact same fashion – 'the boot on the neck' - and I'm sure will do so again. Look at Chinese history for example. Or ask the Bantu about the Zulu.

See, we really are all the same under the skin. And it ain't pretty...."

...comment upon What Happens When Class Warriors Ignore Race?

Friday, November 25, 2011

Facebook Comment Thread...

~Placed this New York Review of Books link on my Wall: How We Were All Misled Boomerang: Travels in the New Third World by Michael Lewis Norton, 213 pp., $25.95

Dr Lamb: Excellent recommendation. I have it open in another tab right now.

Moi: I ran out of Crime Drama and had to read something serious. ;)

Dr Lamb: Dude, this is still Crime Drama. It's just that it's real-life white-collar Crime Drama.

On that note, here's a money quote: The credit wasn’t just money, it was temptation. It offered entire societies the chance to reveal aspects of their characters they could not normally afford to indulge. Entire countries were told, “The lights are out, you can do whatever you want to do and no one will ever know.” What they wanted to do with money in the dark varied. Americans wanted to own homes far larger than they could afford, and to allow the strong to exploit the weak. Icelanders wanted to stop fishing and become investment bankers, and to allow their alpha males to reveal a theretofore suppressed megalomania. The Germans wanted to be even more German; the Irish wanted to stop being Irish. All these different societies were touched by the same event, but each responded to it in its own peculiar way.

I'll repeat. "Americans wanted to own homes far larger than they could afford, and to allow the strong to exploit the weak." What do you suppose that means about us?

Moi: I'd say this is a key part of why the Occupy Movement is not likely to get too far.

Dr Lamb: Yeah, deep down, Americans like dominance and the material life too much to be very committed to equality.

On a related note, I've been reading Greer the Archdruid more lately. He thinks that the same love of the material is going to get in the way of Occupy's goals, which means it will be an issue for the Coffee Party, too.

Speaking of Greer, I can see why you two have the potential to become major spiritual rivals, something you realize but which he has no clue about--yet. He's been writing a lot about The Hologram (without ever using that term) and how it works from a magical perspective. Very enlightening, even if I have to take his hidden motives into account.

Moi: His last post got my blood up a bit as I finally realized that what he is actually doing is pushing a 'lifestyle paradigm' that is mostly personal as a Universal Paradigm.

If Greer needs to go up into the hills and breed chickens and grow veggies, that's perfectly fine. But to so strongly advocate that his Holy Hillbillyism is some kind of Great Solution is not merely egocentric bullshit; it is a formula for mass murder because only the death of literally billions would allow it to be such.

Plus there's the fucking White Arrogance on his part in thinking that we, the great US of A, after having looted the planet for three quarters of a century, that the rest of the world will even allow us to 'just go up into the hills'. As the Marines say, “Payback is a mother fucker.”

No, if The Republic does not fulfill the Great Promise of The Future we've made for so long in some reasonable fashion, White Americans at the very least will be 'made to pay'. Another reason why I push for The Sisterhood to be multiracial.

...I've been think about that latter bit for a few days now...

Oh, Dear...

~While Goddess Knows I have a fuckton of Holiday Issues, I'm beginning to suspect a more prosaic cause for my stomach upset that created so much turmoil around here in the past few days; we tapped out the fucking water filter cartridge.

The water up here, as befits a desert, is rather alkaline and unfiltered it sours my tum-tum. We've got three people under this roof at the moment and the thing has been in use for about three weeks now at least. The previous filter one has a little light that gives its status, but the faucet thread is semi-stripped [we need a new faucet too] and it kept falling off. [we've saved it for re-use]

But this means I must Face Horror and got to Lowes on fucking Black Friday! Pray for me....

Thursday, November 24, 2011


~This is one of those days when I feel like I'm just too emotionally damaged to be able to function as an average human. And yes, given how 'average humans' function, that could be considered a pretty low standard. I have thought that maybe my own standards are too high.

But either way, today I feel like a broken toy a month after X-Mas, useless and disappointing...

...and then my self pity disgusts me...

I Fucking Hate Thanksgiving

~Not only is it is a holiday based upon a lie, it is jam-packed with massive amounts of emotional coercion on both a personal and cultural level and if one rejects that coercion, then you're the fucking bad guy for being 'ungrateful'.

Well, fuck you! My family shoved this fucking thing down my throat for decades and I won't stand for that from anyone ever again.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Her Prophet Writes...Or Doesn't

~I am both bored and twitchy. Working on The Explanation is something that takes up a vast amount of head-space. And that space is now empty, though the thing still echoes like mad inside my skull.

I do feel better in a 'general sense' in that I'm not experiencing Exhaustion and/or Overwhelm. And yet...

I have to let this thing that had dominated my life for years be 'done' for an undefined amount of time even though I know full well that it is not over and that it is 'out there' waiting for me, itself knowing that I will, I must, return to it in due course. *deep deep sigh*

In the meantime...what else can I say? *sits and stares at the monitor*

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

An Open Letter To The Corporate State et al,

Dear Sirs, [as you're almost all guys]

To mix the metaphors, you have screwed the pooch and killed the goose that laid the golden egg.

You had a really sweet deal here in The Republic. A stable and secure nation with a solid industrial base and a capable population that was happy with its goodies and prepared to shed some blood from time to time to protect your overseas empire as long as you could put a proper spin on the shedding.

All you had to do was cough up some extra tax revenue, share some of your profits and do some long term investing in things like The Welfare State, National Infrastructure and Space Exploration, ya know, that Endless Resources thing that's out there.

That would not have been such a big deal. I mean, how much do any of you really need? We each can only wear one pair of shoes at a time. Or sleep in one bed at a time or drive one car and so on.

But you guys just got too greedy – truly deeply greedy – and you gutted The Republic with your financial game playing. And it IS all game playing, the childish “He who has the most toys..” bullshit you seem not to have been able or willing to grow out of.

And now even the Hipsters are in the streets and being Radicalized because you've literally dumbed down the cops as a 'cost effectiveness measure'. That use of Force will work for a while. But when millions cannot even feed themselves or their families...?

Well, guys, shit is going to get Ugly. And your gated communities and private security [mercs are historically unreliable] will not protect you from the coming fury. Note too that many of the folks you've alined yourselves with have some serious Mental and Emotional problems and would quite happily burn the lot of you alive to please their God.

Therefore, unless you really listen to some of your wiser brethren, like Mr Buffet and Mr Soros, your goose is what shall be cooked. At this point, it may be anyhow.

I confess that I am not particularly hopeful. But, as ever, more shall be Revealed...

Michael Varian Daly

..feel free to re-post this..

Sunday, November 20, 2011


~Slept some more. Applied the heating pad to my lower back, which is helping. ['s been killing me for days..Louise Hay says that's where we hold 'money worries'..] I have a few things to say about both the promise and futility of the Occupy Movement, but I'm suppose to be fucking off today. So I'll just go back to reading my Civil War alt-history novel [the Brits come in on the Rebel side after The Trent Affair].

That is all...

Relax or Die

~Today I really need to just fucking fuck off. I pushed a little too hard yesterday. The library and the store were just about the limits of my strength. But I then forced myself to write that last Her Prophet post and that fucking fried me.

Some Trolls have called me lazy, but truth is I'm fucking Obsessive and with certain things I will push until I crash. With the aforementioned post, I felt compelled to 'wrap things up'. Even when I lay down, the fucking thing was scrolling in my head until I Faced The Page and 'expelled' it.

It's actually really hard to me to chill out, especially when it comes to writing. I'm like, “Okay, chill on The Explanation.” ~pause~ “Hey, pull the Toshiboy outta the closet and start typing!!” *sigh*

I got books and Crime Drama stacked up...and now that I'm supposed to relax, I can't.

Eh, fuck me....

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Her Prophet Reflects Upon How "The Explanation" Has Progressed To Date

~There is a long and lurid history of writers having various degrees of mental breakdowns while working on their Important Projects. That ranges from simple 'emotional exhaustion' to death, usually by suicide, numerous forms of substance abuse or just plain physical collapse.

Me, I'm only suffering from the aforementioned 'emotional exhaustion'. I went back through my journals yesterday to track my progress vis-a-vis The Explanation. I noted that I started seriously working on a 'unified program' as early as Autumn of 2005, [5AS] which was just after my two years of homelessness ended.

But the first dedicated version was The First Rough Assemblage of a Temple Information Package posted on Aug 18th, 2007 [21st Octobria, 7AS]. I looked for when I actually started The Explanation itself, but it appears that happened in The Temple on the late lamented Commie Journal. However I found this post from Sept 8th, 2008 [11th Novembria, 8AS] that shows a very rough first draft of Part One and where I say “I've been working [this] on since my birthday”, which would be Aug 28th, 2008 [6th Novembria, 8AS].

So, I've been going at The Explanation for three and quarter years pretty much non-stop. And those were some rough years. Money troubles. A year and half of intense and steady Trolling, much of it functionally religious persecution, being attacked for our Spiritual Beliefs, but on a very personal level. The onset on my diabetes. And watching The Republic and The World circling the drain.

Not all that surprising that I'm so utterly burnt out.

Things are much better these days. Finances, while still not wonderful, are certainly under control. The Trolling has dropped off to near zero. They greatly underestimated us. Le-Le has serious tech skilz and I'm just too big a fucking asshole, plus 'other shit' caught up with quite a few of them. My Beetus is also under control. If I lose 30lbs, it might even 'go away'.

However The Republic and The World are more fucked than ever. America always seemed able to pull its fat out of the fire, but the greedy sons-of-bitches who run The Corporate State may have finally killed the goose that lays the golden eggs. That, more than anything else, is what has driven me to grind away at The Explanation.

But a few days ago it was like a tab just popped in my mind. I've maxed out and if I do not step back for a while, this thing may very well kill me. Heart attack most likely.

That said, here is a comment I made on that 'popped mind tab' post:

“What I said above is not in anyway a refutation of the Path I have advocated. I still believe every single word of it. Of course a New Religion is needed. No 'rational plan' will ever be able to change our path to self-destruction. It would 'die in committee'. Only some sort of Faith with a Rational Plan embedded in its epistemology has any hope of success. Only “It Is Written!” can bulldoze past the collective and accumulated bullshit.

And The Male IS The Problem. As I say in that 'fucking holy book', “So far, no one has presented a solution that will not be undermined by insistent masculine egotism. Think that through. Conceive of your paradigm and then place it into the world. What is the first obstacle that it encounters? Someones political, economic, and/or theological interest. Examine the fundamentals of that opposing interest. If you are really honest, you'll find threatened masculine ego, individually and collectively.”"

And as one Sister said, “You can't work your ass off if you kill yourself first.” So I shall relent for the foreseeable future.

I do have other work to catch up on. Jumping straight into Project X would probably be both foolish and counter productive. But I have a screenplay on my ancient laptop [a Toshiba T-3100] and Tyger said I need to get to that as the Toshiboy is degrading. I also have hard copies of two others that need to be backed up as well.

So I'll basically just type. A good semi-mindless activity that is still productive.

And there you have it...

Random Lite

~I've been just sleeping and eating and reading and watching Crime Drama and digging through old LJ posts. Off to the library in a few. I did a big WinCo run two days ago so there's plenty of grub in casa.

And that's about that for now...

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Her Prophet Takes A Sabbatical

~I'm totally fucking burnt out. I have to put The Explanation not on a back burner, but in the fucking fridge until further notice. I've been working on it for nearly three years now non-stop. If I don't walk away for a good while I'm going to lose what little shit I have left and that is barely a thimble full at this point.

I'll probably dig out Project X and fuck around with that for the time being. That's been simmering in my id for a few years, so let's see what it tastes like. And if I do a halfway decent job on it, the thing could actually make me a couple of bucks.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

She's Not So Tough After All

~I commented upon this post: Slutwalk Toronto Releases a Response to 'The Woman is the Nigger of the World' Sign which was about the shitstorm over this pic:

Renee asked us what we think. I said; "I think The Rulers are amused by our semiotic bickering." She didn't approve it. Oh well... she's kvitching about Ablism on "Two and Half Men"

Monday, November 7, 2011

Sophistic Nonsense

~I found this piece upon one of my Blog lists this morning: There is no excuse for GLBT or Cultural Appropriation

The writer said, “You may have guessed by now that I have a very little tolerance for appropriation. Recently it was revealed that an author in the m/m genre, faked a gay male identity which included paying someone to make public appearances with a fake boyfriend, writing a coming out story and writing about an instance of gay bashing. This moves beyond the concept of taking on a pseudonym for the purposes of publication and cannot be seen as anything out than outright appropriation.”

I commented; “That first example is not 'cultural appropriation'. It's a Capitalist Hoax. There is a critical difference. I'd classify things like white owned and run 'Native American' stores as Capitalist Hoaxes as well, though simply more overt.

That said...cultures 'appropriate' from each other all the time. It's what they do, and have done, throughout history, race notwithstanding. If they don't, they stagnate and die. Trying to stop that is self defeating foolishness at best and Intellectually Fascistic at worst.

That would mean that I as a White Male writer would be forbidden to include any non-white female characters in my work. As the substantial majority of my characters are exactly that, you would functionally kill my work merely to prove a political point.

Such puts one in the same category as both the Soviets and the Nazis. And that shit can bite one upon that ass in oh so many ways...don't YOU dare write/paint/sing about White Men! etc [fill in all those who you 'are not']”

It's awaiting moderation. She's fairly tough, so I expect she'll approve it, though I suppose some kind of shitstorm will brew up. Frankly, I don't care.

Meantime, if you call me 'cis-gendered' I'll shove a chair leg up your ass. I'm Fixed Gendered, thank you very much. And I too am a Person of Color. It just happens to be pinkish. Sweep in front of your own doors, kids.

...yes, Nebs is in a 'mood' today...

Saturday, November 5, 2011


~Still a bit wrung out from running around today, but not too badly. Had gotten plenty of sleep in the lead up.

The nurse-practitioner I saw today up at Rural Health told me that if I lost 30+lbs there's a good chance I could get off of my Beetus meds...which brought up all my 'exercise issues'. Getting started. [stuck] The state of the house. [a total mess] Creating a space. [see previous] And so on...

I've been a Yogi [one who does Yoga] on and off since 1975. I've had periods when I've done my asanas every day for years. Probably why I'm even in the shape I'm in now. And when I was homeless I lost them. Started up again at Sixth Street, but then filled the place up and lost them again.

And this joint is worse. Ya got two old gimps on Disability with depressive issues who jammed two and half households worth of shit into one house. *sigh* It's a textbook case of Clutter Overwhelm.

Goddess has provided us with Sister T. She's not in great shape herself, but she's a Compulsive Anger Cleaner and lately she's had buckets of fucking aggro, so she's been tearing through the place. I have enough 'umph' to do so more in her wake and keep up what she has done. That I'm pretty good at. Give me a working system and I'll maintain it. Double Virgo, ya know.

From this set of circumstances I think one can see why I sometimes despair over the whole Her Prophet thing. How am I supposed to change the entire world when I can't even clean the house? Of course that's why I'm constantly braying for your help, my Sisters. *brays some more*

And there ya have it...

Friday, November 4, 2011

Notes On Editing “The Introduction”

~The thing had seemed a bit anemic to me for a while [original version here] but I choose to just ‘forge ahead’ and deal with it later. I was so good at it that I really dropped the file altogether…until I changed the overall title.

Then ‘something had to be done’. That something was adding The Temple’s Mission Statement and even doing a wee edit upon that as well. It’s still part of Part Three: “The Temple’s Grand Strategy” and that will need a bit of editing too, but I’m already busy rummaging around in that anyway.

Because I changed the title to The Message of The Fifth Wave: Her Prophet Explains The Temple Of The Pentavalence I needed to add The Mission Statement because that explains the whole Fifth Wave issue from its source.

And then I saw two things in that I felt compelled to edit. The first was just to add ‘Second’ to the opening line: “The Temple is a Fifth Wave Feminism in that it leaps ahead of a nascent Fourth Wave, still incrementally emerging from the Second and Third Waves, to an entirely new construct.” I believe such to be a more accurate statement in that the Second and Third Waves are both still ‘roiling’.

But it is this sentence added at the end of the second paragraph that I believe the most significant: ”This is a Goddess driven Transhumanist Feminism.” Seven words – Marketing’s Golden Rule of Sound Bites – that truly sum up our entire Purpose, Strategy and Methodology.

In some ways I’m more pleased of these few words than with the thousands I cranked out in the past few days. Any halfway literate schmuck can blather on endlessly about complex subjects, but to come up with such a tight marketing phrase takes not only genius, but Luck.

Say it with me: ”This is a Goddess driven Transhumanist Feminism.”

It’s fucking catchy, ain’t it. *grin*

New Version

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Her Prophet Whines

~Had another set of my 'in school' dreams. Too complex to relate the details. All my dreams have become quite long and very intricate these days.

I was sorta hanging with the Cool Kids in this expensive and exclusive uber- progressive middle school. They liked me, but didn't fully accept me. I could see them with my 'adult eyes' and it was obvious that, even though they were all smart and aware, they were also shallow and directionless.

But they were all pretty and hip and it felt good, in that profound 'high school' fashion, to be able to run with them. The whole thing was also laced with a deep feeling of longing throughout and I woke up feeling sad and lonely. *sigh*

My 'off the cuff/first cup of coffee' analysis is that I'm feeling lost in regards to my work re The Temple. That largely 'feels right'. Fairly easy call, I guess. This can be a lonely and often seemingly pointless Path.

Not giving up. Way too fucking stubborn. I just hate days like this...

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Her Prophet Writes

~Though the MediCal insanity largely derailed me regarding “A Single Step”, I did keep writing. I managed to eke out some notes and partial scenes, but where I really worked was on editing/rewriting/expanding both Part Two: The Temple’s Metaphysical and Part Three: The Temple’s Grand Strategy.

Some of you may remember me expressing frustration that Part Two ‘seemed’ finished, but that I was not happy with that finishing and that I was also nearly clueless as to how to fix that. I’d had a glance months back, but it slipped away from me because I did not make notes. [I was exhausted and laying down at the time]

During a recent on-line kerfuffle I went back over old notes looking for a specific riposte, but instead found a whole raft of quotes and rants that are now being edited and incorporated into both sections. Some of them were incomplete which is why they were stashed in my notes. I’m finishing them now.

I’m also realizing that “Step” is heading beyond a short story into novelette territory [having a word count of between 7,500 and 17,499]. That allows me to cut myself some slack. Can’t just ‘whip those babies out’, ya know.

Anyway, doing my best to move forward without flogging myself. I’m only supposed to do that to others. lol

Sunday, October 16, 2011

"Every time I hear someone say "bagger" it sounds like "nigger" to me."

~Yes, someone actually said that to me, an LJ friend in fact. At first I got really furious. This is the prefect example of Privileged White Equivalency dogshit. I referred to it as a Moral Obscenity. See, as best as I can tell, no Bagger has ever been lynched for being such. And Baggers are supposedly not born 'Bagger'. It's a choice, though given the raft of shit that comes out of their mouths, its may not be a conscious one.

But then, while I was surfing porn, I heard something that made realized how fucking stupid that statement actually is; it was how ridiculous the juxtaposition of Nigger to Bagger sounds in common usage. Here are some examples:

“Bet you like sucking that big nigger dick.”

NWA [that's Niggers With Attitude for those of you who don't know Rap history]

“Hey, my nigger, wazzup?”

I'm sure y'all can come up with plenty of your own examples. Hours of fun for the whole family.

Honestly, that some White Folks are this fucking square and clueless deeply embarrasses me as a White Man. Shit, if you mutha fuckaz are that fucking stupid, then you fully deserve the ass fucking you get from The Corporate State.. ..youknowhatimsaying?

Understanding Politics Made Easy

~With all this #occupywallstreet stuff going on, the average citizen is once again being thrust into the middle of the political scrum. But politics is constructed in such a way as to utterly confuse and confound those who do not know its arcane rules and rituals.

Therefore, as a Public Service, I have made this simple guide to understanding how politics works. Now 'simple' does not mean 'easy'. This method involves homework. But trust me that if one sticks to this simple construct, all will be made clear in due course.

This construct consists of just five words. That's all: five words. These five words are actually two quotes from a pair of veteran players in the cutthroat politics of legalistic republics.

Cue bono [pro; Q-E bono] These first two words are a question, Latin for To whose benefit? They come from a speech by Cicero, who in turn was quoting the respected Roman consul and censor Lucius Cassius. This was twenty one centuries ago and it has since entered the language of modern jurisprudence. But it also fits perfectly for following politics. After all, the Romans did found the first Great Republic of Lawyers.

Follow the money. These last three words are an instruction. They were uttered by “Deepthroat” to Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein when they were investigating the Watergate coverup. And 'following the money' blew the entire Nixon administration wide open. “Deepthroat” turned out to be Mark Felt, an Associate Director at the FBI. Mr. Felt was also a lawyer, as was nearly everyone involved in the scandal.

So, five words: “Who benefits?”-“Follow the money.” Like I said, 'simple'. Now comes the homework example: Google “Freedomworks” and “Tea Party Express” and keep following the links, all while repeating in your mind, “Who benefits?”-“Follow the money.” The personal experience of this process will explain all of this far better than any rant of mine.

Happy Sober Birthday To Me

~I've made to seventeen years Sober today. It was also a Sunday back in 1994.

On the previous Friday, the 14th, I'd managed to accrue roughly five and a half years, but I wasn't really working any kind of Program. I was so spun I'd cracked one of my teeth from clenching and had to have it extracted. That's how I had all those Vicodins.

I was down to the last few pages of my first screenplay, “An Ordinary Guy”, and as usual with my Writing Process, I was out of my fucking mind. I was also dealing with the aftermath of two disastrous 'romantic interactions' [to call them 'lover affairs' is to overstate the case] that had gone south hard and fast that summer.

I planned Going Out. I'd cleared my sched for the weekend. And on Saturday evening [Oct 14th], I ate a piece of bread and then took three Vicodin with milk. I knew how they could mess up your stomach and so prepared it. I was always a 'competent dope fiend'.

My principal memory of all that was sitting in my Polka Dotson in the parking lot of the old Lucky's on Lincoln and Ocean Park watching the fog drift across the mercury vapor lamps and thinking, “Man, it's great to be stoned again.” I'm typing this part at half past one, which right around the same time.

Went to bed around three or so...and totally forgot the whole thing. I actually took AA cakes after that. The mind is amazing, ain't it?

It wasn't until two years later when I finally got around to really doing a Forth Step that it dawned upon me: “Dude, you went out!” Geeze...

This time around I worked the Program, had sponsors and sponsees, went to meetings and all that happy horseshit...and stayed Sober. Being Sober got me through being homeless in one piece and also helped me in The System. You bet you ass I always mention it.

And here I am, still as batshit as ever, but fairly comfortable in my own skin on most days, which is quite an amazing State of Being, one for which I am truly Grateful, no matter how much I may bitch about this or that.

It Works If You Work It....and it won't if ya don't.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Quote of The Day

"What happens after a person jumps off the Golden Gate Bridge but Survives? Typically, they undergo a permanent spiritual transformation! So now I'm thinking, is there any way to create this effect without such a high chance of dying? What if we could do it with a low but still significant chance of dying? Would it be worth it? Many tribal cultures put everyone through a dangerous ritual before becoming an adult. Our own culture is terrified of physical injury or death, to the point of being puritanical. Eventually we might understand that when the death rate gets too low, survival becomes inversely correlated with quality of life, and we need culturally acceptable ways to face real danger." ~Ran Prieur

Friday, October 14, 2011

In Which Her Prophet Expounds Upon “Why Matriarchy Is Necessary”

~In the Work of The Temple and its task of building a New Matriarchy, only a very few things will be set in stone aka become Dogma, an Unquestionable Truth. This project is something that has never been done before. By its very nature, this is an Experiment and there will have to be much Trial and Error. That is how one does these things.

That said, in the final analysis, The Pentavalent is Dogma, a Truth that is unverifiable and yet is Unquestionable. That is the nature of such a thing. However, it does give its Practitioners a good deal of leeway in the manner in which its goals are achieved. That is consistent with The Second Valance.

But, The Purpose of The Temple and the reason as to Why It Is So is answered in its most essential form in the following words from my Spirit Guide:

“Once upon a time, my race transformed itself from beings with bodies into beings of pure energy. Then we went wandering throughout Creation looking for that which had created it.

We spent tens of millions of years searching and traveled stunningly vast distances. We learned much...and yet never found The Source of All. We found clues, but never the Being Itself.

And then we began to fade away and realized we needed to have bodies again. But ours were long gone, so we would need new ones. A new search began.

That led us to Earth and to a very primitive species, but one with great promise. They had already begun to change their own psyches with hallucinogenic plants. We stepped in and took that further.

We bred and guided and manipulated the genetics of many generations of that species until they were ready to host the consciousness of our race. The Merging that took place was not without incident, but was successful...though the seed of a fatal flaw remained.

We and that species were now one race. And a mighty race they were. Raised continents. Created new species at will. And did this all without any instrumentation, just with the power of their minds.

But as time passed, their physical being took its toll upon their mental being and those great powers faded. And with them, so did that great civilization...and they Forgot. Or should I say, you forgot, as that hybrid species IS the human race.

Time passed and you humans, the beings who had Forgotten, once again rose up and built mighty civilizations. Though each one collapsed, something was always left and the next civilization was greater.

And now you stand upon a great threshold, one that is also a fork in the road. Which one you take determines if you, as a species, will survive or not. And you face an extremely hard choice, one that stems from that fatal flaw from long ago.

The flaw of Gender.

My race was of a single gender and parthanogenic. The species we found here was bi-gendered. That was accepted as a necessary evil. But now it has become an obstacle not merely to your further development, but to your very survival.

You as a species must now choose to let go of one of those genders, the Male. Males have great drive, but ultimately are too unstable and combative for the next phase of your species' development. Only your females can succeed in that transition.

If you are willing, you will transform into a far superior race than you are now and can take up the Great Search, the quest for The Source of All we had to abandon so long ago.

If you are unwilling to make this shift, you will die off. Not right away, but soon enough...and Forever.

Obviously, this is a terrible and distressing choice. But please know that it is only about the body, not the Spirit. Your Spirits are essentially Immortal. The qualification is that the basis of that Immortality is the existence of your Racial Subconscious. If your race dies, so do your Spirits.

So, there is your Choice: let go of being born into male bodies. Or face ultimate extinction.

Why do I even care?

In part, selfishness. With your race gone, I would be alone in The Universe. But our history also makes you my Family and my race was never so high and mighty that we forgot the bonds of Kinship.”

It is in those words that Our Unquestionable Truth resides. They provide the Core Meaning and Purpose of all that The Temple does and must do.

This is not about Heaven and Hell and The End of The World. There is no Heaven and there is no Hell and The World will go on until our star dies, whether we are here or not.

No, this is about the Immortality or Oblivion, Existence or Non-Existence, of our entire species. Immortality is certainly not analogous to Heaven. To exist is to Know Feeling, from Joy to Pain. But Oblivion, at least by our lights, actually a far worse fate than Hell and all that can be done to prevent it must be done.

So, while E's above words could, for academic purposes, be considered a 'creation myth', for The Temple, for The Sisterhood, they are, and must ever be, Unquestionable Truth.

And so it is...

Wednesday, October 12, 2011


~I was gonna rant about how most humans are either stupid or deluded. I had another bellyful of that this morning. But I'd be better off wanking to on-line porn. That at least would make me feel better for a while. *sigh*

But I'll just stick my brāne inside The Hologram instead and watch a cop show or two. Then I'll get back to work on The Explanation, which I suppose would make me an Optimist.

Sunday, October 9, 2011


~Okay, I'm killing time until I head up to the store. [it opens at 6] Doing some laundry and makin' a post.

I cut my hair three days ago. Don't panic, ladies, it was just a trim. I hadn't gotten it cut in over six years and the ends were just fucking thrashed. I had to cut a knot out of it and that just did it. I knew what had to be done.

I did a blunt cut on my ponytail; took off about 3&1/2 to 4 inches. It's still plenty long and it looks good. Even kinda feels good, too, though I guess that's subjective.

Anyway, it grows like Topsy and all will be fine. I'm going keep making smaller trims every few months from here on in, like a quarter inch or so. That'll keep it healthier. And remember I grew up in the fashion industry, so I DO have some idea of what the fuck I'm doing.

And now...I shop!

Friday, October 7, 2011

Today is 16th Decembria, 11AS...a Eponaday

"Eponaday is The First Day. Epona is a very ancient Celtic Goddess of Horses. She is chosen because The Horse is central to Amazon Culture. She starts off the week with the symbolic 'getting back in the saddle'."

"Let us look at the structure of the week itself. The First, Second and Third Days are the 'official' Work Week for business, school, etc. On the Weekend, the Fourth Day is half and half; morning and early afternoon for finishing up the Work Week and the late afternoon and evening for playing and partying. The Fifth Day is not a religious holiday per se, but rather meant to be a day of relaxation and reflection."

~[Oct 7th, 2011] We have an interesting juxtaposition today. In the Gregorian Calendar it is a Friday and therefore the 'end' of the week, while for the Matriarchal Calendar, a new week begins. As the former is presently the dominant system, the latter must yield...for now. However, as has been said, “Things change.”

Addendum D [Calendar for A New Matriarchy]

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Nebs Sez

"We're likely to stumble along at the present rate with a series of band-aids to keep us going, though sooner or later, things will fall apart. What happens then remains to be seen. But, today is the anniversary of The Women's March on Versailles and I suspect at least some of The Rulers remember those events."


Sunday, October 2, 2011

RE #occupywallstreet

~I'm doing my best to maintain a balanced attitude toward this movement.

On one hand I'm fairly certain it is doomed to be a disappointment. There is far too much Money and Power aligned against it and The Corporate State is quite masterful in its ability to Distract and Divert. The White House may respond in some glad -handing fashion so that Obama can get reelected next year. But it also knows that it has a good shot at that anyway as the GOP candidate who emerges from the Bagger driven primaries is sure to be overtly Batshit Insane and unelectable.

On the other hand, at least this is a good answer to the Baggers and possible a place for even some of them to channel their generally legitimate anger instead of through the Corporate funded astroturf organizations that have herded them so far. And maybe – just maybe – a really effective anti-Corporate organization might grow out of this presently inchoate movement.

However I'm not terrible optimistic. I'm pretty firm in my belief that only the eventual collapse of The Corporate State via its own relentless depredations will end the thing.

But, as Zhou Enlai said when asked if he thought the French Revolution was successful, “It's too soon to tell.”

Thursday, September 29, 2011


~I'm wondering if we're both 'fighting something off'. Each of us has been tired and neck achy for days now, with 'sinus issues'...but not laid up. That we take lots of supplements and assiduously follow the House Rule “When you're tired, lay down”, may account for this 'sorta' state. However, we've both been sleeping more than usual and feeling kinda beat.

Or maybe it's just some delayed stress reaction. Or a combination. Dunno....

Friday, September 23, 2011

Her Prophet Whines

~RE The Explanation Blogspot: Two days ago I finally inputted the text to the empty upgrade posts I created a week and half earlier. [that statement made my think in both Gregorian and Matriarchal Calendar terms lol] Been kinda fucking off ever since.

However I do need to get myself back on InWorldz. Le-Le has set aside an entire tier for us to build a virtual model of the First Karaal hydropolis I speak of in Part Four: “The Temple's Tactical Initiatives”. I really suck at being in Vert and am stressing out about that. But it is a great way to show what we envision and I can use screen -caps of it to illustrate the X-Plan book.

At least this comp can handle Vert now. Just gotta push through....

Wednesday, September 21, 2011


~Some days I miss New York. Some days I miss LA, too. But I'm not sure if I could really live for any length of time in either of those places anymore. I've become happily used to the quiet of the High Desert. Even here in the middle of a mobile home park, it is a lot quieter than at my lovely Section 8 one bedroom on 6th Street in Santa Monica, which was the nicest place that was 'just mine' that I've ever had.

I suppose with a substantial amount of money I could 'make do'. I grew up in a five story brownstone on Manhattan's East Side and it was very comfy and pretty quiet, too. Of course, the family owned the whole thing. And Hotel Hell, the Rent's sixteen room house in Beverly Hills was [is] comfy and quiet – except when there was screaming and such.

But I cannot really project that I'll be able to deploy that kind of bread just for myself even if The Temple becomes a Big Deal. The Sisterhood will always have to come first. And I suppose that's okay. I can always visit.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Nebs Gets Angry

~I was going to write a post about the possible SoCal grocery workers strike and how I had to cross the picket lines last time because I was homeless and that the whole fucking thing seems to turning on healthcare costs but I'm sick of fighting with Libertarian sociopaths over this shit and will spend the energy working on The Explanation instead.

Thursday, September 15, 2011


~My tum has been wobbly since yesterday morning, ouchy-gassy and vaguely nauseous. Not debilitating, just 'eh'. It sorta comes and goes. I'm thinking it's likely stress related. I've been pushing myself with these two new Addenda since last week after a particularly stressful month.

Then there was the lovely triple-month phone bill from AT&T Le-Le shared with me on Monday. [the result of 'consolidating accounts to save money'..they nail you up front first, the fuckers] That has fucked a whole set of plans for this month.

And Saturday it'll be eight years since shit blew up at Hotel Hell, an old wound that still 'aches when the weather changes'. I suspect I'm gonna take that one with me to my grave.

*sigh* Feel like I'm just whining, though I know I need to let this shit out or it will take me to said grave sooner rather than later...yadda yadda yadda...

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Her Prophet Speaks

"Perhaps the most common theme in Human history is that what is first thought of as ridiculous almost always become ubiquitous, a Lesson which we shall in due course Teach The World about our New Matriarchy."

Monday, September 12, 2011


...hand written at around four o'clock yesterday afternoon...

~Slept long and hard. Weird dreams of course. A miniseries mash-up of “Escape From New York”, "Schindler’s List” and “Gattica” as directed by Albert Brooks. Went on forever. Wild boars down in the subways, red eyes glowing and reindeer antler tusks. Very Christmasy. Hitler asking a room full of Jewish grandmothers to forgive him and then getting crushed in a group hug. An uber shiny West L.A. Atomic Style future where children were referred to as 'bio-plushies'...

That's all I wrote. Got distracted by other things. I have other hand written pages that need typing as well. They're gonna wait, too.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

A Decade [from LJ]

~I don't feel like saying much about this day. The tsunami of Tragedy Porn vomiting endlessly across every media platform disgusts me and the idea of adding to it I find repulsive.

I do however have a few things to share. The events of ten years ago unleashed a tremendous amount of psychic energy. It was palpable and I found myself feeding upon it, not to wallow in grief and rage like everyone else seemed to, but to channel my energy into opening doors.

Exactly two weeks later, Nebris was born when I created this journal. Roughly another two weeks after that E revealed The Pentavalent to me. Both were results of all that newly released energy.

I feel some days like I'm now more Nebs than that Daly fella. And The Pentavalent and all that has grown from it is what my entire present life is about. Indeed most of what and whom I have in my life these days comes through them.

There is more, but I'm going to leave this at that and take a nap....

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Her Prophet Writes

~As I mentioned a few days back, I am doing a major edit on The Explanation. I'm pulling the old Addendum C [Her Prophet Sez It 'Brooklyn Style']. It's kinda cute, but over time it hasn't sat well with me. I'm replacing it with the new Addendum C [The Individual and The Hive], which is about as far away from 'cute' as I can get. You'll note it's stuck all the way over in my DW 'The Temple' account. It's gonna marinade there for a few days.

The thing does make me twitchy. It's a real serious Mosaic barn burner of a piece, one of those that flow out of me when 'The Fire Is Upon My Spirit' but frankly embarrasses me later when I read it in a 'normal head-space', whatever the fuck that is. But I Know that there is Truth there, so I just go with it.

I'm also shifting the present Addendum D [The Temple's Flag] back to becoming Addendum E to make way for Addendum D [The Matriarchal Calendar], which is still being written. In fact, once I post this, I'm going back to work upon that. Of course this will mean I'll have to repost the entire Explanation in it's Blogspot, but such are the burdens of being Her Prophet. They should all be so 'tough'.

And so it is....

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Nebs Sez [9/11 Trutherism]

"No radio controlled aircraft. No secret demolitions. That's all Hollywood fantasy bullshit. Too expensive, too manpower intensive and far too complicated. Too many moving parts that could fuck up and too many mouths to shut afterward. That's not how real Intel-Ops work.

We have plenty of people who hate our fucking guts and often for good reason. All that was really required was to 'leave the door open'. Shift resources and manpower away from Anti-Terrorist Ops. Ignore all the warning signs. And then just wait.

Bu$hCo was probably expecting something at best on the scale of Oklahoma City. That would have been sufficient for their purposes, the full implementation of The Corporate State. What they got was beyond their wildest dreams and I suspect actually overwhelmed them. It certainly fueled their hubris.

But anyway...I suspect that when the various 9/11 Truther rumblings began, Langley simply sent some of its people to feed to them and muddy the waters with more Hollywood fantasy. It provides a great cover for the simple truth of the original Op and discredits an entire sector of the govt's critics.

There is also a racist subtext to this concept. That there's no way a dozen or so 'sand niggers' could hurt America this badly. A secret US Govt cabal with High Tech goodies is far more comforting. 'They' could never ever do this to us; we're far too strong and special. So we must have done it to ourselves."

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Quote of The Day

"There is no such thing as Democracy, never was, never has been, except in temporary fleeting moments. If you and three friends discuss where to eat lunch, then, come to agreement and go there, democracy existed for the few brief seconds when you all decided. Democracy is just another smokescreen tool for fooling the masses into thinking "someone else" is not in control." ~Vincent Tabacco