Daily Notes (5/20/12) (in progress)
I think that everyone who believes in cooperative problem solving has long since left the Republican Kingdom of God. My life-long Republican parents did before they died. In the marriage bed of the Pirate predator and the Monster punisher, there is no room for the Hero problem solver.
Andy Gipson, Mississippi GOP Lawmaker, Blasts Gays, Cites Bible Passage calling For Their Death.
Global news alert! God just wrote a book with my humble hands, and now HE is speaking out of my humble mouth! He placed me in charge of deciding who gets to live, and who deserves to die, so from now on, you all need to shut up and do as you are God Damn told, or I will point God’s divine finger at you, and God’s soldiers will see HIS Will done. First on the list, Mister Gipson, are all of the evildoers claiming that God wrote a book with someone else’s hand, or is speaking out of someone else’s mouth. I am the one true voice of God, and anyone claiming otherwise works for the Devil.
I live in a country where I think maybe half of the people are clinically insane. Whenever I hear someone pretending that God’s voice is coming out of their mouth I have to figure out if they are lying, or if they mentally ill. What kind of bizarre delusion must you be trapped inside of to walk around claiming that God’s words are coming out of your mouth? We know the Bible was written by men. I think we pretty much know which men. Do you think that nobody notices you are putting your words into God’s mouth?
There is a story about a Garden, and a fruit of pretended knowledge that the innocent were led into consuming by the Prince of Lies. And it was this sin, the claim to divine knowledge, that separated them from paradise. All they ever had to do was puke up the fruit from the tree of arrogance, submerge themselves in the waters of humility, and accept that they are human, that they cannot know the mind of God. You might think that to pretend otherwise would earn you no honor among men, and no reward in heaven. Instead, it’s like the Emperor’s New Clothes. You stand in front of me barking that God says to do this, God says do not do that, and I have to pretend that you might actually be God? Bullshit. You are either lying to gain power over me, or you are crazy.
You are not God, Mister Gipson. Quit blaming God for your hatred of anyone who refuses to believe that you are God. You claim God’s authority to order people murdered? That is despicable, and it should be illegal.
Today’s questions are -
Can you be more dangerously insane than to believe that you are God?
Who owns the Mouth of God?
How do I get a job as God’s ventriloquist?
Notes (5/18/12)
Sometimes you see them coming. It could be your graduation from high school or college, your first day at a new school or a new job, the day you get married, the day you sign your divorce.
Sometimes you don’t see them coming. It could be Santa Claus, puberty, acne, the ringing of a phone, a tightening in the chest.
A threshold is a doorway, perhaps to The Lord’s Bedchamber, perhaps to a team, a gang, to the hospital where you will be born, or you will die. A threshold is a passage between two locations, two paradigms. Where you stand controls what you see. What you see controls how you act. How you act controls the consequences of those action.
The nature of a threshold is uncertainty. You must unknow where you are before you can arrive somewhere new. Uncertainty can be frightening. Thresholds can act as barriers to motion. We can be trapped inside our fears. The ostrich with its head buried in the sand is not safer. We are stronger when we accept the limits of our humanity. We are not God. We do not know the truth. We should not claim otherwise.
Or maybe we should. I’ve had a few lucid dreams. I can abide the tactic of retreat. In my dreams, I really can be God, or anything else. Game Time is ticking, and a lucid dream can get very real. Maybe the dream, and sustaining it until death, is all that really matters. Maybe. You get to play your game your way. Find yourself a nice sand pile and bury your head.
I am guessing that the surviving player learns to pay attention.
Adult Content
I probably shouldn’t do this. Yesterday I decided to keep Bacchus Town as a writers site, and move the adult content somewhere else. I just finished pointing three URL I’ve owned for a while but don’t do anything with. I’m not sure exactly what I am going to do with these sites yet, but I am pretty sure I don’t want to link there from this site. I will certainly be linking to this site from them. Once they are up, I will be blogging about adult content over there, and about writing over here. I will be taking the Tao of Sex and Money over there.
The Tao of Sex and Money is going to be a couple play exercise program. I could really use some exercise. I only have so much time and energy, and I don’t know how it will be divided. I wouldn’t really be a writer if I wasn’t working on something. The Tao of Sex and Money is what I’m working on.
On the other hand, I may get a lot more traffic over there, and some of it might come here, and suddenly there may be a lot of helping hands to build the cooperative writing tools and host the playwriting competition and stage the hero show. Maybe some day Bacchus Town will have a college, and that college will have a theater, and that theater will stage productions that employ the citizens of Bacchus Town. Bacchus Town is the story of a community that organizes their efforts to well satisfy their needs. Bacchus Town is a business model based on cooperative play.
Alert your congressman about this amazing new concept in problem solving! Wouldn’t it be funny if we decided to only elect Independents? Or what if the Democrats all ran as Republicans? There has to be a way out of this mess.
Notes (5/16/12)
I am still highly conflicted about how to best answer the question: What is Bacchus Town? Maybe by now I have some of you as confused as I am. I build up a lot of content here, then delete it, and start from scratch. I recently discovered this earns me negatives from the search engines, and I can see why. I want to at least alter my M.O. to stop producing a bunch of dead links.
I have been using this site as a stage where I perform the writing process. Most times I don’t know what I am going to write about well enough to title it before I finish. I post updates as I write the draft, and when I am done, frequently have content I would rather be split up into separate posts. What I came up with was to create a scratch space where I make my notes through the day. At the end of the day, when I can see what I have produced, I would rip it to a post or posts that are titled appropriately for the content.
Unfortunately, this doesn’t actually work unless I create a new scratch post every day. I am going to try that out, and from now on, make my daily notes in a post titles Daily Notes (date), and collect them in a Daily Notes Category. (Just decided to add a title to the Daily Notes at the end of the day) (Just decided to add links to content that the Daily Notes inspire or reference.)
One of the writing concepts I focus on is the meta-play method – the play of creation that climaxes with the performance of the play created. Many of us have seen a movie, and also seen a movie on the making of that movie. The production process is the play of creation, and many times the production show can be far more valuable than the show produced. The meta-play is a framed play that brings into context the show’s creators, their mission and methods, and how the creation of the show, and the show created, change their lives.
I watch a lot of media, and it occurs to me that the Pirate Lords would much prefer we do not understand the media context – who created it, how and why they created it, and what impact it has on those that create it and those that consume it. When you set out to prey upon people, to use deception to manipulate them to your advantage, the last thing you want is to show up in a Pirate suit and start jumping up and down waving the Jolly Roger shouting I ain’t no frickin’ hero. When the media created is placed in the context of who created it and why, a great deal of media created looks very different indeed. Beware of pirate writers who try to conceal or confuse the context of their work, to pretend to be your friend while they are stalking you, or herding you into roles that they control. (but ignore the man behind this curtain…)
I went for a drive and suffered a moment of clarity. Most likely you have not read my novels Boiling Point and Hero Nation, but they deserve the tag “adult content”. What I thought I was going to do with this site was create another episode in this series that was going to definitely be adult content. I just finished explaining why I believe it is so important to understand the context of the media created. I should probably now explain why I am going to separate the context from the content, and focus Bacchus Town away from my story, and upon the story creation process.
This has been a long time coming. I am in love with my story, I always am. But if I include adult content at Bacchus Town, no matter how serious I believe that content to be, it is going to cause problems. That doesn’t mean I am giving up my writing project, but I am moving it off site, and dedicating Bacchus Town to the writing process. As much as I love my current story, it is my passion for writing that I most want to share with the readers of this site.
FADE IN
Do you remember George Plimpton? I saw Paper Lion when I was a was a kid. I was a long way from typing my first novel on the backseat of a car parked beachfront on the shoulder of Highway 101. I was a long way from setting out in my 69′ Chevy van to research The Uncertainty Principle by driving off into uncertainty. Writing has to be the greatest job in the entire world.
It is difficult to find something I am motivated to write about that you will be motivated to read. My life is a little too damn interesting right now. I am searching for the empathy to connect to the rest of you, whose lives are also too damn interesting. We are all both the writer and the hero of our story. We all want to write our way out of this mess. I don’t want to die fat, lazy, stupid, and broke. I want to master the Tao of Sex and Money. I want to get healthy, wealthy, and wise by having fun.
I’ve crossed a lot of thresholds. They burn with uncertainty. You are moving rapidly between locations, and the further you move, and the faster you move there, the more it burns. An interesting thing about thresholds is how they act as filters. In my stock trading exercise, I pass thousands of stocks through custom built filters to select a small group worth consideration for a morning trade. In Hero Nation I discuss a two stage filter for hearts and minds to keep the corrupt and the incompetent from gaining power over the team. On the Hero’s Journey at the crossing of the first threshold you will meet the Threshold Guardian, who will allow only the hero to pass.
* “May you live in interesting times” is an ancient Chinese curse.
Notes in progress: May 10, 2012
Story UML: Outline
Story Frames
Cause/Effect Story Lines
Cast of Characters
Character Interfaces
Character Movements
Hero’s Journey Use Case
Play Engines
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The Book of Bacchus Town
by Christopher Sly
Bacchus Town
Bacchus Town College
Bacchus Town College Theater
Bacchus Town College Theater Productions
Robert Draper Book: GOP’s Anti-Obama Campaign Started Night Of Inauguration
Recently we discovered that on the first day of Obama’s presidency a group of powerful Republican politicians hatched a conspiracy against American interests in order to take back power over the American people. Whistling their happy tune, they marched out to prevent any progress in recovering from the catastrophic consequences of their rule. They did this to ensure that Americans would remain miserable for the four years of Obama’s presidency so they could blame that misery on the failure of Obama to recover from the tragic circumstances they had thrust Americans into.
Pretty funny stuff if you happen to be a predator. Since I’m not, I don’t understand why this is not treason. I don’t understand why half of my countrymen would embrace their return to power unless it is true that the conspiracy has succeeded. I don’t understand how they seduced their fellow Republican politicians to go along with this conspiracy to oppose any attempt to recover from the misery. I don’t understand, unless it happens to be true that they could not care less about me and you, and selfishness controls everything that they do.
Vote Republican at your own risk, and the risk of your children’s future. There is nothing heroic about the religion of selfishness. Even if you worship selfishness, especially if you worship selfishness, how could you be foolish enough to place your life in the hands of the selfish? By definition, selfishness only cares about itself. When you vote Republican, you are hiring a predator to watch over your children and your bank account. Not all Republicans worship selfishness, but those that now control the Republican Party have proven that they do. This is not my parent’s Republican Party, and America is weaker because good people have been seduced by pirate lies.
Notes (5/13/2012)
The Lord’s Bedchamber is the story about the founding of Bacchus Town, an imaginary community being developed as the basis of an adult dramatic series. The story begins in The Lord’s Bedchamber, from Shakespeare’s play – Taming of the Shrew. The Greek God of Theater (and wine), Bacchus, is disguised as a drunken tinker named Christopher Sly, who tries to convince the witch who played Shakespeare’s Shrew to leave Shakespeare’s world behind.
