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...

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.

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...

..today she's kvitching about Ablism on "Two and Half Men"..lol...

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...

Random

~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...

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*

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