Unrelated Thoughts

Poems that are not in The End of the Word as We Know It, by Wes Unruh

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antisocial media

just a note – I’m under the impression that the new growth is going to start to occur in a shift away from social networking towards clustering – and that antisocial media will be a trend over this coming year


Developing an integrated approach and guide for coaching…

My goal is to be working with clients for three hours a day on week days from March, 22nd on throughout the rest of next year, which will give me enough time to complete Online Social Optimization for the Public Individual, a book I’ve been researching over the last year and which I’m writing now.¬† 3 hours a day at 150$ an hour for each training session looks pretty feasible considering the rapid pace with which I’ve been picking up word-of-mouth clients, especially considering the results ūüėČ “3 hours a day 150$ an hour”

The Famous Jesse ‘Big Daddy’ Unruh Quote


developing a new approach to structure

perhaps it’s primarily influenced by The Wasteland
T.S. Eliot figures heavily in my subconsciousness, especially nowadays

the in-between drifting of meaning
developing in a ringing through singing
in my head…

words are music in ink, thinking along with the song you are typing – layers (lightning calls to blood)

and thoughts drifting. No, Actually the reality is That. I.am
working on something. Bigger. Longer than you might think…

this is a technique. Massive. Abstractions, figures, scenes of memory

lightning calls to blood

Thunderbird and Heyoka seems to keep coming up in my own experience since the time I was a kid and the airplane door popped open on me during a lightning storm (it was a small 5 seater bonanza if I remember rightly) I’ve always been crazy, but that was really the turning point for me, the wake-up. ¬†I had to hold the door tight while we landed. ¬†If I hadn’t been wearing my seatbelt I’d have likely fallen 10,000 feet – I still remember the electric smell of burnt ozone. ¬†I’ve never liked flying since then, and even more to the point, I’m holding a carved thunderbird token as I hit send on this message… why zen werewolf?

on the record…

you might want to now that I was raised in a strict religious household in idaho, homeschooled at times, and that I read the king james bible twice before I was twelve. My favorite parts were the intertextualities, the references from one verse in the old testament to seven others, scattered through the book. I believe I fetishize books, likely because of this… and that I view books as living entities. I wouldn’t tell you to do the same, but I suspect I’m not the only bibliophile who’s noticed an on-going obsession in our culture with book as object, rather than text..

Don’t think that is the only formative element of my psyche, though… I wasn’t only homeschooled, I was also taught at a christian school in town. I was there when Reagan was shot, I was there when the space shuttle Columbia exploded, pre-empting re-run of Star Trek after school. Fragments of memories, half-eaten by private mythologizing… but perhaps a lense into where I come from… as an adoptee. As an adoptee, it’s hard not to notice the bad seed, the cuckoo, the reluctant beast of the apocalypse that appears time and time again in modern culture. Perhaps that was what I meant to express when, age ten and asked to dress as my favorite biblical character, I chose a beast from the book of Daniel that crawled from the sea in a hallucination. Since then I have always been pondering why so much of contemporary media focuses so closely on the abnormal psychology of the adopted, the occult powers of family secrets, the epic battles of light and dark struggling over the adoptee’s soul. From Moses to now, with The Unborn.

When I tell some people that I’m an adoptee writer studying occult memetics and nlp, that my favorite films are In the Mouth of Madness and The Testament of Orpheus, that I’ve read Illuminatus!, I am amused that they don’t run screaming. In all honesty, I’m just testing… these are only scraps – the real work is in writing something that changes the reader completely, utterly, into an entity unrecognizable. To show the reader the other, like a black mirror. There is no abyss so pure and missing as utter unknowing, at the center of one’s center, and the radiation of that black hole deforms and refuses all appellations, dissolves all labels. There is where I listen for an original thought worth authoring

meme expansion

the meme is growing. The online edition of The Art of Memetics is legitimately at the half-way point, with chapters 1-12 online and freely available. Handcoding the entire book is wreaking havok on my eyesight, so I’ll be taking a break to catch up on housework and reading. Enjoy! be sure to click on the ads if you’re just reading it for free though, I’ve worked my fingers into premature arthritis I tell ya… ¬†Seriously, that’s all I’ve worked on for days now. ¬†I’ve got a client who’s got me under an NDA so I can’t actually talk about that project at all, so … ¬†between the adoption stuff and the book I’m converting into hand-coded SEO-tweeked html for your reading pleasure, and the adoption stuff I can’t really talk about without getting all weird and defensive, yeah… ¬†doing great!

Right now I’m struggling to get through a bunch of projects, it will feel good to have something done, and shipped, and the space cleared for a new implementation. ¬†In January I have space in an art show, so one of my tasks this month is preparing the pieces for that – I anticipate there will be a series of pieces for that show, and hopefully I’ll be able to complete it in time to have some of it online prior to the show itself. ¬†More on that as I get around to it, and have a clearer idea how I’ll be presenting the media. ¬†Plus specifics, too, like where and when the show will occur…

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