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jason

jasonhammond

About Me

THE ONLY THING WORTH A JAZZ IS MAKING NOISE NOISIERANOTHER EXPERIMENT IN THE DYNAMIC NONCLEMENT OF THE NOISE BRIGADE - SHOW AT THE HAPPY HOUSE FOLLOWING CRITICAL MASS -..H - BRING YOUR OWN INSTRUMENT, OR JUST JAZZ AROUND img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b175/fallenempire93/D ECRIMELIMES.jpg" border="0"reimagine your contextrecontextualize your imaginationembrace the arbitrariness for its highest peaks and lowest lowstransmogrify your being killheroesego distort all consistencyHARVEY!belief and logic kills the thought processuncleave the whales dream, invent a flip-flop toolrelish apoxyreject the premises of objectivity, civilization, logic, science, morality, math, psychology, human nature, step outside yuor spacial, temporal, geographical, biological limitations and explore the farthest reaches of mind at large through the amazing potentiallity of your imagination - HERE AND NOW! HERE AND NOW!

My Interests

fetus dropoff points, soymilk

I'd like to meet:

grassroots paranoiaists sky glee surly sci urmangos piptotingrammarless freethinkers and lunatic do-it-alls tourette noise artists, nonclement poets and technology assassins culture defragmatists hyperbole jazz punkers freek bikers anti gravity inventorsHERE FELLOWS SOME PSYCHO-METAPHYSICS - FORGIVE THE ARBITRARINESS OF THE NAMES - REPLACE THEM ALL WITH BOB IF IT MAKES IT CLEARER - BUT DON'T TAKE IT TOO SERIOUSLY REALITY IS THE ORIGINAL RORSCHACH The Aneristic Principle is that of APPARENT ORDER; the Eristic Principle is that of APPARENT DISORDER. Both order and disorder are man made concepts and are artificial divisions of PURE CHAOS, which is a level deeper than is the level of distinction making. With our concept making apparatus called "mind" we look at reality through the ideas-about-reality which our cultures give us. The ideas-about-reality are mistakenly labeled "reality" and unenlightened people are forever perplexed by the fact that other people, especially other cultures, see "reality" differently. It is only the ideas-about-reality which differ. Real (capital-T True) reality is a level deeper than is the level of concept. We look at the world through windows on which have been drawn grids (concepts). Different philosophies use different grids. A culture is a group of people with rather similar grids. Through a window we view chaos, and relate it to the points on our grid, and thereby understand it. The ORDER is in the GRID. That is the Aneristic Principle. Western philosophy is traditionally concerned with contrasting one grid with another grid, and amending grids in hopes of finding a perfect one that will account for all reality and will, hence, (say unenlightened westerners) be True. This is illusory; it is what we Erisians call the ANERISTIC ILLUSION. Some grids can be more useful than others, some more beautiful than others, some more pleasant than others, etc., but none can be more True than any other. DISORDER is simply unrelated information viewed through some particular grid. But, like "relation", no-relation is a concept. Male, like female, is an idea about sex. To say that male-ness is "absence of female-ness", or vice versa, is a matter of definition and metaphysically arbitrary. The artificial concept of no-relation is the Eristic Principle. The belief that "order is true" and disorder is false or somehow wrong, is the Aneristic Illusion. To say the same of disorder, is the Eristic Illusion. The point is that (little-t) truth is a matter of definition relative to the grid one is using at the moment, and that (capital-T) Truth, metaphysical reality, is irrelevant to grids entirely. Pick a grid, and through it some chaos appears ordered and some appears disordered. Pick another grid, and the same chaos will appear differently ordered and disordered. Reality is the original Rorschach. Verily! So much for all that.Those headaches you've been having aren't symptoms of fatigue, they're labour pains. Your dreams and ideas have been boiling for years, just below the surface. And now your mind is ready to give birth. But they are watching. They know how your brain cells are blossoming towards transformation.and they're scared. For now it's OK, they've got you quarantined on a college campus, or wearing yourself out at some crappy job, or following the latest media scandal..When your neurons start to replicate themselves in your head, or in your actions, then you start to threaten their sterile dream of law and order. You threaten to become unpredictable. That's when they put the red tag by your file...Carcinogenius. You've been marked for observation. Wear your stigma with prideWAR ON CARS! WAR ON CARS! img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b175/fallenempire93/B LOODCAR.jpg" border="0"

Music:

the infinite improbabilty of the alderman VS bear attack!

Movies:

ALL IS ALLOWED - SPECIALLY THE LOUD

Television:

the paradigm of civilization is the sum totallity of all institutions responsible for the destruction of human freedom and the environment, the justification of which is the arbitrary placement of certain humans over nature

Books:

CHECK MY SYNTAX, BUT IF ALL THOSE PROLAFIX WEREN'T SO PLASTIC, WE'D BE SPASTIC AND ECSTATICALLY THEATRIC AND ESPECIALLY THOSE DO IT YOURSELF EXORCISES IN IMPROVISATIONAL ELASTIC OPERATORS AND CLOP STIR SWINGIN, CRIONICS AND THE OTHER SIDE OF THE LATTER, YO RIO WANNA SI SUM REEL IZIN TEAR ER IZIN PUN ALOPUS POLYAMOUROUS FREQUENCY RIDICULE ACUPUNCTURE?

Heroes:

THE GODDESS PREVAILS BITCHES!

My Blog

THE BLACK MOLDE!!!!!

so we were flocking dodgin pigs+ dogs on the docks when flam kablam flashes mandatory disaster nuclear la bamba. everyone was dancing the end of the world dance like a trance waking lucidity knowing f...
Posted by jason on Wed, 24 Oct 2007 09:53:00 PST

hey wanna be mad

maybe its late or high time to say this but people are forced to be fearful to each other , competitively with expression, whcih makes poetry slam in our faces so fun. it seems like being to honest is...
Posted by jason on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 11:38:00 PST

!!!RANDOM MUSIC FREESTORE!!!CHICAGO!!

unedited letter to a friendhey dude, theres this traveller / freethinking / poetic resistance / culture clashin zine me and a coupel of people are putting together in chicago for some random musical f...
Posted by jason on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 09:14:00 PST

OH YEAH THATS HAPPENING!

i mean it all to be righteous accusations - anyone wanna rok the corner let me know or play with electronic gear at this new noisecrashpad on sacramento let me know well go me mandi and betsy will pla...
Posted by jason on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 08:13:00 PST

iza re eel unperfundo fundom

pore pat named ah wan for gay mah ssssssstray ainga for sum blah heque bell teldibilly you never know yourself unless you try not doing psychological dependence which becomes clear in many ways arbitr...
Posted by jason on Sun, 22 Jul 2007 07:26:00 PST

cmon! do anything lunatic it all! lets make a zine!

> > but the beuity of doign it! droppign out of waghe slaving command > lines time interuptiosn of and on beyond yruo freedom of thought! > im gonan make a travel jazz zine of leters to and from frien...
Posted by jason on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 12:01:00 PST

vegan bike porn! now thats some fucking jazz baby!

me and betsy are biking down route 1 pacific coast with a guitar and a sleeping bag - its more fun than anything ive done EVER! were going to LA and crashing some sugar mommies - see yuo all at rainbo...
Posted by jason on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 11:47:00 PST

happy house crew!

woooo! the happy house van made it to california! we rolled into berkeley in two weeks time, just barely with our van overheating every 15 minutes, breakign down four times in random towns and random ...
Posted by jason on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 12:38:00 PST

Those Two Dots

those two dotswho fooled me withthe beginning to that story told manyuntold warningsabout turning my head up toosoon or you;ll belistening to us two dots all day too soon, still tuningman, that absent...
Posted by jason on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 07:22:00 PST

ruining a perfectly good onion

and the winning name for that color is: the vomit undone my omelette, after all, if it wasn't that tall glass of blind antelopes tutoring my triangles that didnt, the stringy coronets coulda! THE BIKE...
Posted by jason on Mon, 20 Nov 2006 04:22:00 PST