June 23rd, 2011

Haybatch Prophecies

Situated in a most curious address on thursday next, the last of June 2011, fleshy-minded mammals may opportune new found heralds of the cyberdelic persuasion while romping in the densely vegetative Haybatch

Having found that distributed tele-actions aids the erosion of empathy for all parties involved, this ficto-quizzical cabal for reasons This Owl has yet to discern— has been rapidly prototyping towards a more sociable medium for mitigating known human-machine interactions.

On Thursday the last of June 2011, auras, aspirations, anxieties and ideas will be aggregated in a cybernetic haybatch wherein mammals and computers will be attuned towards a stylistic obsolescing of pretentious and anempathetic routines.

Psychological shareholders will be encouraged to interface with a massive “Artificial Empathy” machine, one that is programmed for vicarious thrills. If bloated with featuritis, the machine remains a potential mirror of the self.

February 1st, 2011

Penny for your thoughts?

Bring your thought tokens to Agenda on February 12th, the day of Abraham Lincoln’s birth. A gathering of Abes sure to channel the psychic power of the original Mr. Lincoln, still pulsing through the ages, will most likely be too much for the fleshy minds of mammals. So wear your top hat to protect your noodle!

“9 Lives of Lincoln”

Weird-Fiction @ Agenda w/ Fasters and Hollywood Tans
2366 Southeast 82nd Avenue
Portland, OR 97216

Feb 12th, 9pm

1$ admission if you come in a stove pipe hat or lincoln beard. 3$ otherwise.

December 20th, 2010

Retrograde Prophecy: Vamplers Afoot!

As to the vampling that was afoot in the eve of nighttime last, forecasts were few and far between as to the arrival of this event-scene.  In review: Vamplers themselves assumed the heterotopian familiar of the reflection—a site of resistance or contestational camoflage that boggles the brain of old-school vampires and their ilk as much as it contends with would be captors!

It is a sad state of affairs, a “sign of the times,” that even our most intrepid augurs, divination rods, omens, oracles and forecasts were hushed. And so we offer, albeit with much reddening of our facial regions, a retrograde prophecy:  Amidst a dionysian videodrome populated by those attuned and within the Portland Metro Area of the local group, an unfettered unfurling of free-floating pixels.  Of beams brought on one’s own to inhabit in spectral pallor the parlor known as New American Art Union.

To humanoids fumbling for a suitable reference, the event-scene was whispered as something of a “photo booth.”  Emphasis, mine, then, on “john wilkes,” and the assassinations of character  inflicted in textbook vampler tradition—-sweet talking the vampling in waiting, then subjecting said vampling to the process of any old vampire’s scheme: vidsonic nutrients ripped out of context and left adrift—like derelict data bodies who then wander the walls of this and that establishment.

In ficto-quizzical quarters, vampladelia, or, vampling used to engender a psychedelic affect, is metaphorically speaking, a black box device, system or object which can be viewed solely in terms of its input, output and transfer characteristics without any knowledge of its internal workings.  Being liminal has also been– of late– the favored geo-political posture of interactors found lurking in the outer regions of mankind’s information ecosystems.

Call it interactive decay —-a process by which an unstable liminoid loses energy by emitting compromising articles. The emission is spontaneous, in that the decay is emergent even without collision with another article.  Post collision and collusion: The mental maw of many netizens is lockjawed: nibbling news where once there was gluttony, haphazardly patching up leaks with Pentagon Papers. Factoids protruding from these neutered networks much like parts of a corpse will protrude from an ill-made grave.

November 18th, 2010

Post-It to Your Skull: Valentines, Earth A.D.

November 21, Portland, Earth. A memo, a post-it to your skull. Resting on gray matters and reminding or reviving one of 27 mental faculties as to how one might go about phrenologically enveloping the haunt of 232 SW Ankeny and the contents crawling forth in a few days hence!

(((WFT))) will be there, believing that to foretell the particular future that is destined to depart very soon coming to a close in the late hours of Sunday, twenty-first of the thirty days known to November, is to already belong to that future and to be there is only an after-image.  Fear not, our after-images will be tended by humanoid familiars in occupying the nooks and crannies of the haunt, known as Valentines, that is huddled at 232 SW Ankeny.

Joined by denizens of Church No.9, and so expect a place within a space, a shadow out of time.  Post it to your skull

July 17th, 2010

Brain Benefit, Portland, Earth

(((WFT))) has long been concerned with molding the fleshy minds of mammals, and are forever fine-tuning non-normative nourishment for the cultivation of neuroaesthetes in our midst.  As much will rise to the fore at affär.

Varied intiatives aimed at grey matters have cropped up.  Vulture brains, imbibed by fire, have opportuned visionary insight for footballers in recent times. Leveraging other anxieties elsewhere, with detriment, needless to say, to the avian advocates among us!

Mind children get headaches while memory palaces stave off near-certain condemnation and, indeed, there are assorted extra-terrestrials facing stylistic if not more insidious forms of obsolescence on account of their over-sized crania.

These startling occurrences, if not other less esoteric concerns, will be met with the good graces of a Brain Benefit that, according to crystal spheres and dried vulture brains, is fast-approaching!  To be a polymorphic menagerie of spirited machineries, and, according to current constelllations of star-flung monoliths: a multi-faceted sensorium that would have A.Scriabin drooling! IT IS UPON US SEVERAL DAYS HENCE:  24 July, the year 2010.

WEIRD FICTION : Invading Mankind's Information Ecosystems