a personal anarcho-primitivism A MANIFESTO
this is a manifesto i wrote which i am making into a zine with colages and stuff but am reprinting here, if you want a copy of it email me at primalwarnow@riseup.net
I am an animal, as is every humyn being. I Breath in, and breath out. A child is born and elder dies. The sun rises in the east, and the day is thus born, and the night dies. The sun sets into the west, and night is born, and the day dies. So too the seasons come and go, for this is the earth breathing in; spring into summer, and the breathing out; autumn into winter. These patterns are all the same pattern, and that pattern is inherent to all existence, even the universe itself (read the big bang theory/entropy). It is the circle completed; it connects everything into its true wholeness. For each of these circles of life and death, contains within itself many smaller such circles, and also is itself a smaller circle within a larger one. The words ‘smaller’ and ‘larger’ however are confusing as to the interrelationship that they represent. This relationship is not synonymous with less/more, worse/better. For every scale (small/large) continues in their prospective directions indefinitely, and so ones understanding of what they are is simply a reflection of where on this scale they are. And to refer to this relation as on of direction I think is most accurate, for it is most interrelated to time. All of this is me, and I am it. I breathe in, and then out. This action is itself a complete circle of a lifetime, birth and death. Contained within this action is the birth and subsequent death of innumerable single celled and microscopic organisms; a lifetime of ups and downs, through adolescence, mating and old age. The breathing in; a bringing together of dead matter to form new and unique living matter, the animation of matter with the breath of energy. The taking of others life to enable yours. The breathing out; the breaking apart of living matter to form dead matter, the draining of energy from matter. The giving of ones life to enable others. A giving and taking of life and death, it comes and goes. These are the bonds formed of cooperation and Mutual Aid that hold the community of life together in a state of Anarchy. This is the ecology and cannot be ignored. It is how the cells of my body stay together and continue to function. So it is with the insects that buzz about my head and the plants and animals that I eat, and so too with the earth itself and the elements that make up its components. And so on into the atom and out into the universe, this is what holds everything together, it is everything.
This is not an abstract diatribe of metaphysics, nor is this pattern and it’s interconnections an abstract concept to be chewed on by the intellect then spit out upon the ground. But it is who you are, and will become and it is the key to the health of our planet. One must come to terms with it, for it is nothing more than the inevitability of death, and too the persistence of birth. But it is not enough to simply come to terms with it, to know that in the mirror there is a face and it is mine. But it must be drunk like water, like the ocean to swim and bathe in, and to drown. It is to be embraced, lived, and loved. There is no other pattern than this. Understanding this, loving it and considering it sacred, is the key to the fabled happiness that all the human cultures of the world so often seek, but never find. This understanding is not the sole providence of humyns either. In fact, it is humans that have the sole providence of not understanding this. All other life forms that are not under the iron hand of the civilized humans touch understand this intellectually, emotionally, spiritually, instinctively, and they live it fully. It is us that do not. But are we not also part of this pattern, why are we alone in this condition? The most basic myth of civilization proclaims this condition as our gift. But this is most egregious lie, for it is no gift, but a curse. However it is not curse put onto us by some controlling “god” that we cannot escape. It is a curse we brought upon ourselves, that we can reject at any time. We can indeed have our paradise, but not in heaven, right here, right now, on Earth.
It is not that humans haven’t or can’t understand this and live within the paradise of abundance that all other creatures do, but that civilized humans, meaning they are both domesticated and the domesticator, and that they are both the inhabitants of and builders of civilization, don’t. These poor creatures have not always been so miserable (in fact, for 99.9% of the history of our species we lived in peaceful state of anarchy), nor will they (which is us) forever be. However, we are right now miserable, sick, weak, psychotic, and suicidal, and seeming hell bent on taking all the biota of earth with it towards extinction. This is where we find ourselves at the present moment, which is the only moment that has ever or will ever exist. All this craziness that our species is enmeshed in though, originates in, and is fundamentally based upon, single precept: that humans are the smartest, most capable, most unique, noblest creatures to on this planet to have ever existed and that we are therefore above, and the rulers of, all other life and thus earth itself. And conversely that all other life forms are therefore bellow us, inherently incapable of our amazing mental and physical feats, that they are stupid, unconscious machines. BULLSHIT. You say insects and plants do not think, oh no! and that other animals little or not at all. We, the Humans, and us alone posses the awesome power of abstract(ed) thought, we alone can search the universe in our quest for understanding. What total folly, the fools. You search and you search, but what for really? Is it that you have lost something? Up there at the top of the food chain, so high it is! Be careful, because you can (will) fall. Way up there all by yourself, are you feeling a little lonely? Ever wonder why the belief in the existence of space aliens is so prevailing and prevalent in the most ‘advanced’ of cultures? The cry of these believers that is so oft repeated sums up their feeling so succinctly “but there must be other intelligent life out there somewhere” maybe, but there is definitely right here on earth. With your supposed ‘gift’ of disconnected thought you seek to connect things. You point to as proof of your superiority that since other creatures are not on par with your ‘intelligence’ because they are not enmeshed in the never ending searching for understanding, as you do? They are not intelligent, you go on to cite as further proof, because they do not use their understandings for purposes of control of everything about them, like you do? What arrogance! Maybe they are not constantly searching for understanding because they already have it. As it is simply a recognition of what is inherent in all life, and the universe. And that if they were in fact intelligent, like us, they would of tried to take control of their environment, like us, which inevitably causes of the climate and ecology which gives us life in the first place? Maybe other life forms don’t do this because it is stupid, is ultimately destructive, and benefits no one.
We used to understand all of this, and a very few of us still do, but we have succumbed to a great forgetting. So then the big question, the question that humanity must answer, is Why? The cause of this Great Forgetting is the same as the processes of its expansion, which is the same as its ultimate result; which is the same cancerous sameness. Existence for us was once a beautiful painting, it is the iron surgical knife that tears that painting to pieces. We are the pieces, each just a color that used to be a painting but now just pieces, each in our own box, a cage, a cell. All these boxes stacked nice and neat in columns and rows, towers and pyramids. These are the fruit of Progress. It is the counter and the clock. The farms and the factories. The Machines and the work. The Worker and the Soldier. The weapons and the towers. It is the Cities and the Altars. The masses and the Kings. The Prisons and the guards. The Gods and the Priests. The Truth and The Law. It is The Man. It is The Plan. It is The Man with The Plan. Most of all, it is The War, the first war, the last, and the next. It is the war that is all wars. It is the war of self against other, Us against Them. Order against Chaos. Tame against wild. Man against nature. Man against animal. Man against woman. Man against child. Man against man. The Truth against lies. Religion against sacrilege. King against commoner. Upper class against lower class. Capital against community. Law against crime. Government against autonomy. Hegemony against diversity. Forward against backward. It is the omnipresence of war. It is all the time, everywhere. It is the quest for, the acquisition of, and the exercise of control and power. It is control and power themselves. It is civilization in its totality. It is the aggressor in the war that is all wars; The Primal War. But there is another side to this war, that which resists, and fights back. And like all wars, of the two sides, only one will win, but which?
The Primal War is raging, now more than ever. The time has come to choose sides, for there is no neutral ground. It is high time we recognize this, and arm ourselves accordingly. Now is the time, and this is the Endgame. The battles we fight today are the decisive ones, the ones that will decide the ultimate outcome, and the ones that truly matter. We, the writers, have chosen our side. Against the Great Forgetting; against Civilization, for we are the Remembering. We are the perpetual other, the barbarians at the gates. We are ancient and eternal, and we have just arrived. We are the weeds that keep coming back and the ones that resist the pesticides. We are the cracks in the monuments and cities. We are the rabbits that steal your carrots, and the raccoons that eat your garbage. We are the criminals who steal from the stores and the people rioting in the streets. We are the dogs, cats, cows, and pigs who escape and become feral. We are the children who pull the fire alarm, disrupt the class, and vandalize. We are the antibiotic resistant bacteria, germs, and viruses that grow stronger by the day. We are the women who kill the men who try and rape them. We are the black youth who shoot police officers. We are the storms that tear apart cities. We are the trees whose roots crack the sidewalk. We are eco-warriors who burn down developments and the animal liberationists who free animals from factory farms. We are suicide bombers. We killed McKinley, Lincoln, the Russian Czar, JFK, and every authority who was ever assassinated. We are outlaws and outsiders. We are the wild and free, who refuse to be tamed. We are all the animals, plants, and insects in the forest, in your yard, in your house, and we’re buzzing in your ear. We come from without and we come from within. We are armed and we are dangerous. For we are everywhere and we fight for nothing less that survival. We will not stop until civilization destroyed and gone. Forever.
I am an animal, as is every humyn being. I Breath in, and breath out. A child is born and elder dies. The sun rises in the east, and the day is thus born, and the night dies. The sun sets into the west, and night is born, and the day dies. So too the seasons come and go, for this is the earth breathing in; spring into summer, and the breathing out; autumn into winter. These patterns are all the same pattern, and that pattern is inherent to all existence, even the universe itself (read the big bang theory/entropy). It is the circle completed; it connects everything into its true wholeness. For each of these circles of life and death, contains within itself many smaller such circles, and also is itself a smaller circle within a larger one. The words ‘smaller’ and ‘larger’ however are confusing as to the interrelationship that they represent. This relationship is not synonymous with less/more, worse/better. For every scale (small/large) continues in their prospective directions indefinitely, and so ones understanding of what they are is simply a reflection of where on this scale they are. And to refer to this relation as on of direction I think is most accurate, for it is most interrelated to time. All of this is me, and I am it. I breathe in, and then out. This action is itself a complete circle of a lifetime, birth and death. Contained within this action is the birth and subsequent death of innumerable single celled and microscopic organisms; a lifetime of ups and downs, through adolescence, mating and old age. The breathing in; a bringing together of dead matter to form new and unique living matter, the animation of matter with the breath of energy. The taking of others life to enable yours. The breathing out; the breaking apart of living matter to form dead matter, the draining of energy from matter. The giving of ones life to enable others. A giving and taking of life and death, it comes and goes. These are the bonds formed of cooperation and Mutual Aid that hold the community of life together in a state of Anarchy. This is the ecology and cannot be ignored. It is how the cells of my body stay together and continue to function. So it is with the insects that buzz about my head and the plants and animals that I eat, and so too with the earth itself and the elements that make up its components. And so on into the atom and out into the universe, this is what holds everything together, it is everything.
This is not an abstract diatribe of metaphysics, nor is this pattern and it’s interconnections an abstract concept to be chewed on by the intellect then spit out upon the ground. But it is who you are, and will become and it is the key to the health of our planet. One must come to terms with it, for it is nothing more than the inevitability of death, and too the persistence of birth. But it is not enough to simply come to terms with it, to know that in the mirror there is a face and it is mine. But it must be drunk like water, like the ocean to swim and bathe in, and to drown. It is to be embraced, lived, and loved. There is no other pattern than this. Understanding this, loving it and considering it sacred, is the key to the fabled happiness that all the human cultures of the world so often seek, but never find. This understanding is not the sole providence of humyns either. In fact, it is humans that have the sole providence of not understanding this. All other life forms that are not under the iron hand of the civilized humans touch understand this intellectually, emotionally, spiritually, instinctively, and they live it fully. It is us that do not. But are we not also part of this pattern, why are we alone in this condition? The most basic myth of civilization proclaims this condition as our gift. But this is most egregious lie, for it is no gift, but a curse. However it is not curse put onto us by some controlling “god” that we cannot escape. It is a curse we brought upon ourselves, that we can reject at any time. We can indeed have our paradise, but not in heaven, right here, right now, on Earth.
It is not that humans haven’t or can’t understand this and live within the paradise of abundance that all other creatures do, but that civilized humans, meaning they are both domesticated and the domesticator, and that they are both the inhabitants of and builders of civilization, don’t. These poor creatures have not always been so miserable (in fact, for 99.9% of the history of our species we lived in peaceful state of anarchy), nor will they (which is us) forever be. However, we are right now miserable, sick, weak, psychotic, and suicidal, and seeming hell bent on taking all the biota of earth with it towards extinction. This is where we find ourselves at the present moment, which is the only moment that has ever or will ever exist. All this craziness that our species is enmeshed in though, originates in, and is fundamentally based upon, single precept: that humans are the smartest, most capable, most unique, noblest creatures to on this planet to have ever existed and that we are therefore above, and the rulers of, all other life and thus earth itself. And conversely that all other life forms are therefore bellow us, inherently incapable of our amazing mental and physical feats, that they are stupid, unconscious machines. BULLSHIT. You say insects and plants do not think, oh no! and that other animals little or not at all. We, the Humans, and us alone posses the awesome power of abstract(ed) thought, we alone can search the universe in our quest for understanding. What total folly, the fools. You search and you search, but what for really? Is it that you have lost something? Up there at the top of the food chain, so high it is! Be careful, because you can (will) fall. Way up there all by yourself, are you feeling a little lonely? Ever wonder why the belief in the existence of space aliens is so prevailing and prevalent in the most ‘advanced’ of cultures? The cry of these believers that is so oft repeated sums up their feeling so succinctly “but there must be other intelligent life out there somewhere” maybe, but there is definitely right here on earth. With your supposed ‘gift’ of disconnected thought you seek to connect things. You point to as proof of your superiority that since other creatures are not on par with your ‘intelligence’ because they are not enmeshed in the never ending searching for understanding, as you do? They are not intelligent, you go on to cite as further proof, because they do not use their understandings for purposes of control of everything about them, like you do? What arrogance! Maybe they are not constantly searching for understanding because they already have it. As it is simply a recognition of what is inherent in all life, and the universe. And that if they were in fact intelligent, like us, they would of tried to take control of their environment, like us, which inevitably causes of the climate and ecology which gives us life in the first place? Maybe other life forms don’t do this because it is stupid, is ultimately destructive, and benefits no one.
We used to understand all of this, and a very few of us still do, but we have succumbed to a great forgetting. So then the big question, the question that humanity must answer, is Why? The cause of this Great Forgetting is the same as the processes of its expansion, which is the same as its ultimate result; which is the same cancerous sameness. Existence for us was once a beautiful painting, it is the iron surgical knife that tears that painting to pieces. We are the pieces, each just a color that used to be a painting but now just pieces, each in our own box, a cage, a cell. All these boxes stacked nice and neat in columns and rows, towers and pyramids. These are the fruit of Progress. It is the counter and the clock. The farms and the factories. The Machines and the work. The Worker and the Soldier. The weapons and the towers. It is the Cities and the Altars. The masses and the Kings. The Prisons and the guards. The Gods and the Priests. The Truth and The Law. It is The Man. It is The Plan. It is The Man with The Plan. Most of all, it is The War, the first war, the last, and the next. It is the war that is all wars. It is the war of self against other, Us against Them. Order against Chaos. Tame against wild. Man against nature. Man against animal. Man against woman. Man against child. Man against man. The Truth against lies. Religion against sacrilege. King against commoner. Upper class against lower class. Capital against community. Law against crime. Government against autonomy. Hegemony against diversity. Forward against backward. It is the omnipresence of war. It is all the time, everywhere. It is the quest for, the acquisition of, and the exercise of control and power. It is control and power themselves. It is civilization in its totality. It is the aggressor in the war that is all wars; The Primal War. But there is another side to this war, that which resists, and fights back. And like all wars, of the two sides, only one will win, but which?
The Primal War is raging, now more than ever. The time has come to choose sides, for there is no neutral ground. It is high time we recognize this, and arm ourselves accordingly. Now is the time, and this is the Endgame. The battles we fight today are the decisive ones, the ones that will decide the ultimate outcome, and the ones that truly matter. We, the writers, have chosen our side. Against the Great Forgetting; against Civilization, for we are the Remembering. We are the perpetual other, the barbarians at the gates. We are ancient and eternal, and we have just arrived. We are the weeds that keep coming back and the ones that resist the pesticides. We are the cracks in the monuments and cities. We are the rabbits that steal your carrots, and the raccoons that eat your garbage. We are the criminals who steal from the stores and the people rioting in the streets. We are the dogs, cats, cows, and pigs who escape and become feral. We are the children who pull the fire alarm, disrupt the class, and vandalize. We are the antibiotic resistant bacteria, germs, and viruses that grow stronger by the day. We are the women who kill the men who try and rape them. We are the black youth who shoot police officers. We are the storms that tear apart cities. We are the trees whose roots crack the sidewalk. We are eco-warriors who burn down developments and the animal liberationists who free animals from factory farms. We are suicide bombers. We killed McKinley, Lincoln, the Russian Czar, JFK, and every authority who was ever assassinated. We are outlaws and outsiders. We are the wild and free, who refuse to be tamed. We are all the animals, plants, and insects in the forest, in your yard, in your house, and we’re buzzing in your ear. We come from without and we come from within. We are armed and we are dangerous. For we are everywhere and we fight for nothing less that survival. We will not stop until civilization destroyed and gone. Forever.
posted by Black and Green Bulletin at 7:27 AM
4 Comments:
What if Humyns are meant to be trustworthy leaders of the planet, instead of the self-centered rapists we have been? What if we are to be the rulers, but rulers who are lovingly stewarting the Earth? Leaders like Ghandi or Jesus or Buddha? What if all Humyns became enlightened, what if we created a beautiful healthy civilisation that was in total harmony with all the Earth, from the smallest insect to the tigers and trees? Is that something worth aiming for in your mind?
Peace...
what do you mean are "meant"? there is no intelligence behind our existance, or the existance of any lifeform. we simply come to be. ecological relationtionships are not build around the model with leaders, this is a product of civilization. the benevolent dictator? bullshit, thats a myth propagated by dictators. gahndi was a misogenous sado-masochist, not worth emulating despite what the "pacafists" say. and christians? oh yea right. the point is that civilization is inherently ecocidal, if you dont believe me just look at the anthropological record and anyalyse this civ and the things that are fundamental to its existance, like agriculture. no that is not something worth aiming for in my mind because it cant happen, and wouldn't be desirable even if it could.
what do you mean are "meant"? there is no intelligence behind our existance, or the existance of any lifeform. we simply come to be. ecological relationtionships are not build around the model with leaders, this is a product of civilization. the benevolent dictator? bullshit, thats a myth propagated by dictators. gahndi was a misogenous sado-masochist, not worth emulating despite what the "pacafists" say. and christians? oh yea right. the point is that civilization is inherently ecocidal, if you dont believe me just look at the anthropological record and anyalyse this civ and the things that are fundamental to its existance, like agriculture. no that is not something worth aiming for in my mind because it cant happen, and wouldn't be desirable even if it could.
Clean out the moralizing, bitching and quixotic idealism.... and you'd have two paragraphs from a biology textbook. LOL.
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