Prayer Tree of the Sun Dance
1. The Deep Virtue of Propogating Trees
In nature, all things large are contained in all things small. In counting the rings of a tree, you count the years through which it grew. The great cycles of the sun are there, which we call the seasons, written for plain eyes to see: ring upon ring upon ring. The trees celebrate these seasons, stretching their arms towards the beautiful sky, as our ancestors did. And our ancestors celebrated the trees, as in turn the trees celebrate our ancestors, who have fed their mighty roots by and by. Ring upon ring upon ring.
The Chapbooks & Lit page has recieved some new entries, including some new anarchist zines filed under Primitivism and two whole new sub-sections.
The first is titled Books of Mayhem! which includes selections on cacheing, getaway driving, and lock picking, as well as a complete collection of the Poor Man’s James Bond (which includes guides to weapons making, martial arts, diy espionage, etc.). Of special note are three titles from the one and only George Hayduke (aka. Edward Abbey). These books include delightful methods of trickstering, monkeywrenching, and making homemade silencers, among other dirty tricks. All these texts contain information that may be dangerous to your safety and others, so you should only use them if you are decidedly up to no good and/or bent on reckless gung-hoery.
The second new section is an extensive library of primitive skills, wilderness survival, and camping techniques. I’ll expand on this by and by, hopefully with some flintknapping tutorials if I can rumage them up.
Now go out there and free the earth already! And eat some crickets! And set some booby traps! For cryin out loud!
Hasta luego folks.
Chernobyl, Home of Our Saviors the Radioactive Wolves of the Apocalypse!
I remember thinking last fall, when Occupy encampments started to build around the country and it was clear that a mass movement was underway, how poor a time autumn is for a revolution. Humans follow the cycles of nature. In the fall, the fruits of growth have reached maturity and are ready to be harvested for use during the winter, when we take shelter and look within. Not the best time for a mass uprising. But now it’s SPRING! Time to burst forth and bloom in beautiful burgeoning beauty into the resurrected light of this earthly paradise!