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Porn2, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Year is winding down and speeding up at the same time for me. Feeling a need to process, clean up, organize, administrate, prioritize, and find an excuse to use the word flummoxed.

But I'm not feeling confused, or perplexed. Feeling more whelmed on the verge of over. Last week I was wondering if I would ever write again. All the time that I could or would use for writing has been spent making videos. I'm hooked on candy graphics, giving myself a crash course in editing on iMovie. The graphics are designed to be played on the big screen at shows and clubs. Though I am editing them in time with certain songs, they are meant to be good with anything that has a beat. I have been kaliedescoping moving images with natural undulations, mainly Water, Fire, and Porno.

At the moment I'm converting a video to fit YouTube, Listing to KCRW on line, blogging this thing, updating my Flickr site to upload a picture of my new smoking device to post above this entry. Transfering files to my external hard drive. I'm also doing laundry and periodically snaping at J.R. "Dog" Dobbs for biting my ankles.

I have to do last springs cleaning, LOADS of laundry, move a nursery, finish a landscaping job, shop for my daughters birthday, work out a business agreement between a non-profit group and myself, negotiate a ten year lease on the new nursery/"office", maintain the half acre around my house, write up a business proposal for my interactive entertainment concept, write up an estimate for what it will take to set up my new farming operation to supply the new Whole Foods coming to town, edit the pilot for the Dark Night show, Start planning the TV shows for January, train a puppy, etc.

I'll feel better when I prioritize all that stuff so I don't spin out about where to spend my energy at any givin moment.

I'll have to put that on the list.












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Defered Maintenance

Odd Thing, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Coasting Down from an ostensibly objective perspective.

Where to start, the hardest part. Defered Maintenace forms in my mind in bold print. I'm having a hard time seeing beyond it.

Piled high these things not done. I scale the pile of what to do's and take a gander at the higher perspective and see what all this defered maintenace is part of. At this vantage I see the Big Idea in relation to the things Not Done in relation to It and I do have to pause to appreciate the process of the gig I have that has me. Things, projects, endeavors, relationships all intertwined and in need of maintenance. Feed the puppies so they grow into big dogs not so in need of the constant nurturing necesary in the early stages of development.

"There are two kinds of people in this world: Those that suffer from a lack of life, and thise that suffer from an over abundance of life." -old dude in a bar : Waking Life

I'm understanding this quote better now.

Wakikng Life lied to Me

00000, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Note: I CAN adjust lighting levels in my dream.



I was shooting a movie. I was on the beach trying to get people to participate. I wanted to shoot a scene where there was a long line of people walking into the ocean. The idea was that they were following the dolphins lead: as the story goes, the dolphins were land mamals long ago, that decided to return to the sea.

I woke up and was looking in the fridge for something to eat, I was putting something togeather, and put it all in a tupperware container. then, a moment later, I opened up the container and there was a graesy mexican dish, and the puppy was in there. He was all greasy. I started to wash him in the sink. There were people around, people like I grew up with, disconnected dogmatic religeous types. I started asking them who put my puppy in the tupperware. They acted like I was freaking out over nothing. I thought to myself that I might be dreaming, so I tried to flick the lights on and off. They worked. So I was bummed that this was really hapening.

I found myself in a vehicle driving down the road as a passenger with a few others. I saw a little boy on a motorcycle collide head on with a car, and he went flying. No one else saw what I saw, and no one else stopped. I told the driver to pull over and ran back to investigate. I ran into a building that was where the road had been prviously and there was a big haired lady talking with someone. The others were talking to her about the boy, and it was hers appearantly. They all seemed relieved that he died in an accident. I ran past them to the boy, who was lying face down. He was tiny, maybe eight inches long, pale, amd naked like an alien. No one seemed to care. I thought that they might be right, that he was better off dead, but I couldn't help feel compassion for this little thing. I didn't know what to do.

I found myself in a vehicle again talking with an older woman. She looked at me and asked me a question. When I answered my eyes began to well up. She pushed furthur with more questions and the tears began to flow. She told me I was suffering from a lack of love, human contact. Everyone around was so inulated in themselves. As was I. Alone with all these people. The tears just flowed.

So, I was dreaming...Or am I?

DarkMambo

DarkMambo, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Greetings...

Ok

The Malcomitas (sp?) are slated for the next show on the 19th. For the sake of the audience I will ask them not to ask me to dance during their performance. Thank me now, or thank me later...

Stay Tuned...

You...Tube

RV Mir, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Here is a link to the Secret Collectives submission to the Showdown in ChinaTown 48 hr film contest:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=0r1BVOT25fc

and here is my Coppe music video:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hgvsr6XZDo0

Stay Tuned...

In Other News...

Water2, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Habeus Corpus bit it this week. It wasn't headline news. In my opinion, unless we impeach the whole Regime and reinstate habeas Corpus, Civil War will come before too long. I don't think I'm being too drastic. It happens. The form it will take? It may be taking form right now.

Our culture has finally realized itself as a bad sitcom. Terrible writing, a thin plot carried out by over emotional actors. Punch and Judy all over again. The actors are virtual prostitutes, the consumer the virtual Johns, and the Forces of Marketing are the pimps. We keep looking for love in all the wrong places.

Where is the Love people? I mean really.

I know that fascism doesn't usually back off on its own. It needs to be checked somehow. I think that it's important to respond when diseased individuals begin to wreak havoc. Even more important when packs of them begin to conspire amongst themselves for themselves. A considered response can mitigate damage that an emotional reaction only feeds. I think it would be worth considering the current regime as dis-eased individuals that need to be quickly removed from power and given professional help. With love and compassion. How can we expect something from them that we are not willing to give first? If a mentally retarded person starts running around with a gun, does the retard become evil, or just dangerous to himself and others? Where did he get the gun? Who left it out where he could get it?

Fascists are Humanities clever retards. Sociopathic to be specific. I lived with a sociopath once. He located my orientation on the psychological diagnose-o-wheel and played me like a fiddle. I don't think he ever learned to connect to other living things. He could interact with them, and did so with his personal interests as paramount. He would distract people by giving them his full attention which made them self conscious enough to blind them to what he was taking from them in actuality. That works for a while then he gets caught and has to move on, leaving with a degree of naivete robbed from the community.

Maybe our sitcom society will wane in favor of Discovery, or TLC, and lets not forget the History channel lest it repeat itself with the Same Old Story of dichotomous rivalry for the benefit of the rivals at the expense of the rest of everyone and everything. Sick I tell you. Sick of watching the loudest of the madmen stomping around on the furniture and proclaiming themselves kings of the American Mental Ward. As a nation we are sitting crouched with our knees against our chests and rocking neurotic, trying to forget where we are.

Right here now.

What matters right here now? I guess it depends on what paradigm right here now is perceived through.

The way I see the world, all life interrelates in ways that are subtle unless we are paying attention. Dynamic life interaction all the time right now. From this perspective I am affected by how I treat others. To consider the effect that ones actions might have on others is a mode of self preservation. We need to deal with the asshole that hadles our shit with respect, but lets not put a crown on it so that we have to walk around on all fours to keep it from falling off. Assholes are important, but assholes nonetheless.

Puppy

Puppy1, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

I have puppies. Khandahar had puppies, but she was too neurotic to take care of them. She ended up killing three inadvertently within 48hrs of birth. So I'm bottle feeding three puppies while landscaping the Kahala house. I'm fooling myself if I think I'm not going to keep one.

The Dark Night show is Dark for two more weeks. Resuming on Nov 5th we aim to shoot the pilot. Just got off the phone with Jimbo, and I'm waiting final confirmation that Ooklah the Moc will be performing that night.

In other news...

Kahala Bugeye

v2, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Face Column

Face Column, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Back Totem

5z, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Totem

6z, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Zon

IMG_7183, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

I have an album cover, If I only had an album...

...but is it Art?

Photo 264, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Hello there everybody.

Just wanted to Say somthin to validate this post...

Kaptain Chaos

Kaptain Chaos, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Hey.

New media:

Cult: the movie

A Dark Night @ the rRed Elephant


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Schwepa dznodka Photo 227

Photo 227, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Hey there everybody!

Photo 28, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Hangover

Photo 3, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Steve

Steve, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Hello.

I have entered into the world beyond the PC. I have a tool to work with now. I am in training.

Mo Bush

Mo Bush, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Beauty in this world.

Town Bound

Town Bound, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

By the way, I have another Blog. www.adarknight.blogspot.com

That thing has info on the rRed Elephant Show. Picks and words on the subject.

By the way, if you click on any (well, most) of the pictures on both of these blogs, you will be taken to my photo blog on flickr.

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