A Mixed Bag

I am indeed an anarchist. Through the intense events of the years since Malta this has remained true, but what may have changed since then is that the identity as an anarchist has gotten more to do with my existential views than what politics may concern. In a way anarchy in politics is a dead end, it doesn't mean too much. If there are no rulers, no primary groups, organisations or individuals that are given the right to lead, act as arbiters in conflicts or punish when so is necessary there isn't much of a society at all. Of course there are suggestions for systems that would be in place of the NAP-assaulting form of ruler we have today within anarcho-capitalism but in a world of chimpanzees the suggestions of orangutangs doesn't carry too much weight. There is a mentality in humanity that makes any form of political anarchism either a hellscape or an eternal abstraction.  * In this text I would like to talk about the main reason, the main aspect of the human mind, that m

It's time.  In a sense I wished this place would leave politics out of it, beyond my explorations of the anarcho-capitalistic ethics but I can't really hold the door keeping the pesky subject of politics out any longer. The world is simply all too weird.  Listen, the reason I don't wish to care for politics is because that field by its very nature is meant to divide and sow resentment between groups. To a certain degree this is unavoidable because there are undeniably different groups out there in society at large and these needs to find a way to co-exist - violently or not, with hostility or not, the possible path ways needs to be found, explored and discussed and this activity is politics by its very definition. Still, how you do this can be quite different and today our democratic discourse is simply not honest. To my mind it seems like a theater meant to create and build up existing divisions instead of actually trying to reach agreeable solutions to as many groups as p

  It’s been a while. I won’t dwell on why I have been absent from this project, but I just want it to be on the record that I absolutely love what I’ve been absorbed into instead and it is somewhat a pity that I can’t really show or talk about what that is in a public setting. Life is odd. The only sad thing with the redirection of my focus is that I had such an abundance of ideas for texts to be written, and an initial commitment to get them out before the summer became to strong too ignore, but alas - the ideas are still left unwritten and now I’m not too sure if I will care about them in the same way. We’ll see. * I’m back though in order to talk about a new group of… friends that have entered my consciousness and I like to present them here if only for my own future remembrance. These characters are an example of “spiritual creativity” and I realise it might be necessary for me to stress the “Kastrupian ambiguity” about this category of beings, as it is in this case. This group of