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Top of Mind: Participating in a workshop that combined voice dialogue with Jungian/Campbellian archetypes on Saturday. It was an interesting process and I’m trying to figure out how important it is whether the archetypes are real or simply an arbitrary way to carve consciousness. And then trying to figure out what I mean by real here, anyway. Then I go for a nice, long walk. 

Listening: Sounds of Rum are ringing in my ears, stumbled across them at the Hootenanny yesterday. Kate Tempest is awesome, her a capella almost started a revolution right there in the room.

Reading: Graham Walmsley’s the Watchers in the Skies, a Lovecraftian horror scenario which I played in a playtest version and still get goosebumps from.

Planning: Trying to fit in meeting some good friends before Christmas, and also what to throw into our next session of Apocalypse World.

Writing: Thanks to Zerzan I’m fooling around with a piece about time. Also some funding applications for our Time Bank.

And you?

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Week’s end

Top of Mind: Started a game of Apocalypse World yesterday. Set in an unnamed midlands town, it’s a particularly british post-apocalypse. No motorbikes and crazy truckers so far; gang lieutenants do their business from pedal bikes and kids party in warehouses to salvaged drum and bass tapes.

Listening: A mangled version of Have You Met Miss Jones, over an over, as I press on with learning piano jazz chordage.

Reading: Just finished The Road. Very powerful, I wish I’d had a chance to read the whole thing in one sitting as the last 100 pages was sliced into 4 or 5 sittings. It builds a mood beautifully.

Planning: Some trips next month

Writing: a test article for a role I’m applying for.

And you?

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Week’s end

Top of Mind: This weekend: just amazing. Torrents of improv, mask-making and play, punctuated by a series of teapot, pasta and curry breaks. Amazing people, great experiences, and cozy sleepovers to boot. 

Listening: I still have Jonah Matranga cooing/yelling/beseeching/simply being in my ears from his show on Wednesday.

Reading: I borrowed half an accent handbook. Currently working on ‘Southie’, ie South Boston. Pahk the cah in the yahd.

Planning: Making calls to squirrel out some more funding for our Time Bank, and attending a Time Bank event in Lambeth – nef will be there, along with Nat Wei and others

Writing: Some text for a friends website.

And you?

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Life leads the thoughtful man on a path of many windings.
Now the course is checked, now it runs straight again.
Here winged thoughts may pour freely forth in words.
There the heavy burden of knowledge must be shut away in silence.
But when two people are at one in their inmost hearts,
They shatter even the strength of iron or of bronze.
And when two people understand each other in their inmost hearts,
Their words are sweet and strong, like the fragrance of orchids.

Aristotle, quoted by Tim Boucher
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Week’s end

Top of Mind: That Tuesday is not the end of any week I know, but I have an excuse! Two, actually, Indiecon and Impro Jam. Both really great, and both chances to catch up with great people. I even managed to squeeze in an hour walking in the New Forest.

Listening: Green Lights by Aloe Blac. Terrific old school soul track.

Reading: Sociocracy by John Buck and Sharon Villines. Apparently the core writings on sociocracy that precede this book are dry and inaccessible; so far I’m seeing some residue on the pages. Pressing on as I think there may be something to be had here.

Planning: Mask workshop this weekend, so we’ll  be graced with some European practitioners to show around and feed. 

Writing: I punched up my cv this week.

And you?