sedition, the end of addiction, buddhism, naked lunch
about ‘confessions of a weirdness magnet’
this blog is a literary experiment, meant as a kind of appendix to Naked Lunch, though i’ll never be more than an ant in that man’s shadow. it may be hard to see the art in what i’m doing, unless you’ve read a book written entirely while smacked out on heroin, which was banned for obscenity and then redeemed as one of the best parts of 20thc lit. it’s a brutal, intense dissection of american culture as a culture of addiction, yet the prose is beautiful. i’m writing in the same manner, and also in the manner of the japanese zen style of ‘essays in idleness‘, which is said to have been written on pages that were then randomly assembled, yet it has a profound story. also, burroughs is about addiction, i’m writing about freedom from addiction, which is the appendix, really, because our culture is never going to give up cheap energy junk until its gone. instead of burrough’s mugwomps (hideous aliens that secret poppymilk from udders on their heads) i’m talking about Coincidence Control Central, aka the good aliens, made famous by the utter kook Dr. John Lilly, who spent his life doing ketamine in sensory deprivation tanks (i think he helped invent them) and then trying to teach dolphins synthetic languages. so yeah, this is going to be explicit, sexual, involve many illegal activities, including drugs, and hopefully have some artistic merit.