Invitation:

Join us for MEMETIC HAZARD’s Open Spike Night!

“Amid Pervasive Surveillance and social media, it is poetry that can help us navigate our technologically-led-society” says a University of Melbourne expert.

General Instructions (Suggestions really)

Bizarre poems, poetic philosophical treatises, florid social commentary are to be written and broken into pieces, randomly, and spread throughout social media and other Internet forum’s, all with the exact 3 tags. That will throw The Watchers and AI alike for a loop. At least for a while. While they are busy deciphering our latest memetic play, we are long gone into the next one, or out of the Matrix completely.

::Key Tags: #CypherMemes, #MetaPoem or #Poetry5D

How It Works:

First, Agents are given a theme. The dedicated team, we’ll call them Verseions (IDK) each exchange poems and read/familiarize themselves with the works of the other. Now, each poem has an existence in other people’s heads. Agents then draw one of the poems, randomly and decide how best to fragment it. (Fragmentation can be difficult for the original author to obfuscate his intent.)  Sentences can absolutely be broken, but NO rearranging words; that’s just uncool.

Distribution:

: Fragments in hand, it’s time to hide our treasure. (Don’t get too obscure.) We want random members of the public to see them and go WTF??? So, comments sections are great, public forum’s. Make an Instagram post with some unrelated (or related) art. Put it on your personal blog. Whatever. It’s fine if the tags don’t pull up in one search: Facebook’s will not.) The most important thing here is the keywords or tags. They must be included to link them to the collective whole. To be nice, I recommend putting a clue as to where the previous and next fragment is located. The game is supposed to be one, theoretically after all. But what are you going to do? It’s Erisian Poetry.

What have we done?

We have now crafted a single Meta-Poem/CypherMeme in 5 Dimensions. Count: The 2 D that the original poem appears on, the 3 D, of the participant’s heads, 4D through it’s meter and through the (miniscule but calculated) adjustment in relativity  as your signal travels to a satellite and back, and 5D – the undefined “realm” of digital existence itself.  (Is my email to my co-worker’s computer in his office above mine if the server is in the basement and everything is routed through the corporate office in Toledo first?)

Example of Play

After the group reading, I end up with Walt’s poem. As the poem has nine lines, (the real one has many more FYI)  I decide to break it down into lines 1-4, 5-7, then 8-9. I post lines 1-4 in a FB group known for TG23. I use the tags, plus a few TG23 tags. Then “#CypherMeme in 3 parts: Oh Captain, my captain.” Then a clue. “My Bird account, 3rd message today.” There, I leave my fragment and put “Comment on Elon (date/time of tweet) with me”  Then they get to go through all the comments of Elon’s las tweet to find your 3rd excerpt. Mwahaha…  You’re welcome to embed the fragment’s in your own websites or blogs as well.

Say they get bored or think they’re clever and search the hashtag. Suddenly they’ve got “O Captain My Captain, Rubber Ducky You’re the, Jabberwocky ona road less traveled.” Sanity loss!! Instant devotee:

Prizes:

If, by a miracle, some non agent manages to collect all fragments, or even all fragments to a single, identifiable poem, the win a big secret. Maybe they earn a book or a gift card too. Maybe even A BRAND NEW CAR!!! Look under your seat. And your seat…. Okay, no brand new car (unless someone wants to donate, lol.

REMEMBER

we don’t want them searching by the hashtag, but if they do, it should baffle them. We know that the AI’s and their human servants search by tag, and that’s whose time we want to waste. It would be even better if your poems contained obscure allusions, riddles, or even formed pictures out of the words.

Consider this training, agent. We must all learn to think in metaphor, allegory and code. Poetry is the perfect vessel for that.

If you have any questions or suggestions, DM Me on Twitter @CosmicHorror77, Facebook at N Metcalf, or my WordPress: CosmicallyLiminal.org

Shield Your Eyes: The Goddess is Unveiled

Review: ERIS unveiled, “the story about a mad giggling goddess who gave humanity a mysterious conspiracy to resurrect itself… through interpretive dance!

Okay. Where to begin… Wow…

Knowing that the Principia Discordia is the book by which all other Discordian creations will be measured, anything new must be brave, brilliant, and totally insane all at once, seamlessly weaving disjointed contexts into something enjoyable.  To even begin to attempt a work of Discordian Literature is a declaration of one’s tenuous grasp on ‘reality.’ To return from the project coherent and passable as human is nothing short of a miracle.

Eris Unveiled, ‘the Podzine Pilot’ does all of that. Its author/narrator/protagonist seems to phase in and out between brilliant rationality and divine madness, taking the reader with him. By the end it all seems perfectly normal and sane; Eris succeeds in shifting your reality tunnel, and grasping the tunnel(s) of the zine that much better.

The Podzine concept itself requires a shift in expectations from standardized media. The textual, zine, part of the work is interspersed with QR codes that, once scanned, lead you to audio pods. These pods are incredibly enjoyable interludes… addendums… expositions.  They bring a “real world” connection that comes from hearing fellow humans (and very non human elements too.) Do not skip the pods; you’ll miss the point.

Eris Unveiled content is also nonlinear and pastiche. The narrative, timeline, artwork and mixed audio form a “hyper-collage,” if you will. (A collage spanning more than the visual dimension.) Like Blade Runner, Lyotard’s classic example of pastiche; you won’t just be struck by the mixed aesthetic of the work. The line between real and simulation is blurred quite nicely. Plus, there’s actual cyborgs, like real ones, and I wonder if they could pass the Voight-Kampff test.

The reader/listener is going to experience and learn from the mythic past and the not set future, which combine to shed light on our present WTF world. Also, you will find much of what Discordians have come to expect thematically: levels of conspiracy ranging from the mundane political to the abstract and cosmic, a healthy, well researched infusion of esoteric lore – containing insights for both the novice as well as the adept. You’ll find the required drug references, political commentary and most importantly, an apocalyptic revelation worthy of RAW himself. The alarm call is real and it is clear without coming off as preachy in the slightest.

Yet, for all of this deep, rich content, the author keeps the prose engaging, light and it is intensely funny, even hysterical. The dialogues in the pods are another perfect blend of the profound and the absurd. So don’t assume for a second that this work is too heavy to enjoy either sober or tripping balls. Do not make the other mistake assuming that this is an absurd bit of niche humor with nothing of value. Both claims would be accurate and completely false at the same time.

Early on in the work we are told, that we will go through madness, discover the power of myth, and be exposed to a great mystery beyond. Anthropologists might call those the three stages of initiation, and this podzine might be just that. I cannot recommend it enough.