Brrrrrring!!!!!!!!!!!

Jambox Ringtones HERE!

That's All Folks!

At least for me and at least for a few weeks, too much fartin' round not enough comic book publishing!

I really likes my new home, I'll have a phone sometime soon,
till then pop ins welcome at yer own risk:
301 West 9th Street Apt 4

Take the New Castle 141 straight till it's RT 9
past the News Journal,
past the Blockbuster,
past William Penn,
past the Getty,
take a left onto 9th street,
It's on the right,
I'm the door what with the Blue Pole in front!
[depending on where from you start, there's better ways to come, but none easier to explain.]

Harvey on the tube tomorrow eve, beware the reality!

Thanks for tuning in my SBDs, the Finn O'Dreams daily strip starts late JAN early FEB, don't forget not to remember!

Invisible Landscape

Merry Everybody!

Classic Treasure

Lunchtime Excerpt.

The Getty on Maryland Ave by Banning Park uses this wild mexican distributor, there's hardly a standard brand in the store, these BBQ chipos had a light dusting of sugar, washed down w/ a glass bottle pepsi, paradise ain't hard to find!

papa and grandpa huffman

Henry is on the right.

late night scanner fun

Steven the bong

He was a good kid.

Ma Huffman

How did it go Bob? Did she scare you?

True Hallucination

New Maybe Quarterly!

Maybe Quarterly - Winter Solstice

You may recognize the chap what scribbles the front, amongst utter parts. A wild mixture of this, that, & tother from the Maybe Logic Academy.

For my own part...

Falling on Deaf Ears
Toby Philpott gives superb dish on FW & the Viconian Ricorso, featuring my series of "AGE" paintings, and other doodles.
(psst! These be the Ages of which OKEY-DOKEY is a SUN PLAY of)

Albert & the Horus Aeon!
Don't read this'n! I'm double dipping for Fun Time V

Rich V Wealth
Leroy Valentine pops in for a buddhist minute.

Let's Dream @wake!
My typical exposition, seen one seen em all!
"-O, rocks! she said. Tell us in plain words."
Some new flashing pixals at least.
(and the IV gets invoked, or ripped off, maybe both!)

Some wild stuff popping off in this here globe trotting shroom cat magic, Don's Law applying more so than ever: "don't eat anything bigger than your head!"

Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Pope....

I bet I know what Pope Santa wants for Christmas!

"My child. My wishes are best conveyed through these flyers that I had a poor orphan boy who sits outside the vatican whip up on his blackberry and email to Delaware....they will appear above as the system seems to appreciate the publishing of one or two pictures at a time. Then again, maybe its just me computer... "

"...Anyway it felt like somebody sliced me with a knife and then took a hammer and gave me a charley horse in the cut!"

Scibbles!

Bizarro! Bizarro! Bizarro!

BS!

KONG!

Flashbacks!

Forgot about this'n!

Walking Distance

1.) Ride On!!
2.) no answer = yes
3.) Porchlight
4.) Stryfe
5.) Hallowe'en
6.) A Lesson In Fire
7.) Better Days
8.) Oui Sont Le' Mandrox D'Antan
9.) Burning, Slowly
10.) The High School Riots

More Buddhafart Tunes!

Power of IV, Slieght Rebellion off Madison

Endless Mike Jambox

Signal/Static

Mighty Joe Young!

777

Ahem...

The Knitting Factory is looking to re-brand its logo, so we're giving YOU the opportunity to create the next Knitting Factory logo!

Send your original ideas to our MySpace message box, with subject line KF Logo Contest Entry. If your logo is chosen, youll win tickets to shows at the club. And of course, your work will be the new face of Knitting Factory!

Send us your most badass ideas, or dont bother!

Hope to hear from you soon!

Semper as Oxhousehumper

Metanoia.

Metanoia: Suspicion that the universe conspires to help one out.

Brendan's!

Who that wants come to Philadelphia with the self and the lady best do so by callin me up, or being at my house by 6:30 at the latest. Word.


[Hey Bobby, I hope you don't mind but I hacked into your admin codes for this site and renamed it Philadelphia, What!? {I suppose it was less "hacking" than just knowing you would have "thunderbooties" as your password.} Either way, you're going to have to pay for a new domain name.]

Funtime V update for phoneless Todd!

Everything came into Quark swimmingly!

only missing Skeems & SAGBF, Waiting for Betty's Color Page, And we've an Extra page left over...Teen Age Bone Head?? Dee-Dee Ramone?? The cover won't come in on my Quark either, same thing happened w/ Okey-Dokey, turned out not to matter because we print from PDFs anyway.

Easily the prettiest book we've ever printed!

it's not cold, It's Not Cold, IT'S NOT COLD!

Ms. Dalryada once learned me about Tumo. (Tibetan fer 'Heat of the Body')

"It's their kundalini practice. They wrap themselves in wet sheets and sit out in the snow and dry the sheets within minutes. Pretty intense stuff."

As an outside cat, I think I'd do well to keep that in mind this winter!

Schrodinger's Pride

Gabba-Gabba Hey Noble One!

(w/ tounge in dream of Eris’ Riverrun)

Introibo ad altare Dei.

SCHRODINGER’S PRIDE

(A strange bit of fluff I wrote last winter)

[A Crude Approximation of an Unspeakable Mystery]
{and/or Prolegomena to any Future Fart Knocking!}

The Ignorabimus refers to a meme that states: "We do not Know & will not Know"; echoing Haldane’s sentiments of a Universe queerer than our senses can Imagine. Agnostic Ideas such as these seem to grow from the looming omnipresence of contradiction within our experiential realities. (Within contradictory circumstances a system must remain Open, as it cannot form the basis for consistent propositions .)

An Archaic Tribe of Critters would celebrate The Ignorabimus! Dissolved egoic boundaries have less than nothing to fear from this Open System Pookha, BUT: Mosbunall domesticated primates have a tendency towards Hypostatically Theorizing an immutable permanent self within a mechanistic universe, and consequentially will do anything to Close the System (presumably to keep their "Souls" from dancing the 23 Skidoo & getting OUT!)

Science not only failed to Close the System, but has apparently blown the fucking doors off. (Wave/Particle Duality, Von Neumann’s Catastrophe of the Infinite Regress, Copenhagen Interpretation, Bell’s Theorem, Schrodinger’s Cat, and the rest: Here On Boolean’s Ises!)

When Science went Rouge, Mathematics stepped up as the primary boundary locking mechanism (as Religious Faith only works on the most rigid of micro scales). Certainly within the Self Consistent Language of the Universe one could forge a complete & logical foundation for knowledge!? David Hilbert thought so and formulated a program to trap the Ignorabimus; a system closing program that stated: complicated mathematical systems find their validation within simpler systems, all the way down to Basic Arithmetic. Thus completing a Universal Mathematical Formalism (In other words: Natural Numbers Stole the Cookie from the Cookie Jar!)

Thus Come: Kurt Gödel’s Incompleteness theorem!

(and I promise not to abuse its conclusion.)

Which states: Any Formal System, utilizing the arithmetic of Natural Numbers, will produce statements one can neither Prove nor Disprove within that particular system. This results because when one makes a Meta-Proposition within Peano arithmetic, you arrive at true statements one cannot prove within the Peano System; thus the system remains incomplete, as it cannot decide the truth of Meta-Propositions (Propositions about Propositions, specifically)

And so any system that utilizes Peanese (Natural) Numbers (as it would appear formal logic does) also contain undecidable propositions, and remain Incomplete as well. Therefore formulating an Inconsistent Theorem appears the only way one may achieve Consistency within an axiomatic system of formal logic.

It would seem that the Incompleteness Theorem has negated the idea of a Universal Mathematical Formalism, as it ultimately proves the non-existence of an algorithm capable of deciding the truth of all arithmetical propositions, thus the buck cannot stop @ Natural Numbers, and as such the System remains Open, and If I may make a "true enough" statement: It would appear the Hunted (Ignorabimus) has turned into the Hunter, and the Certainty of the Mechanistic Reality Tunnel appears as its Natural Prey.

Let Us Now Play Pretend!

Pretend that the Incompleteness Theorem has invalidated Neo-Platonic Mysticism. We no longer consider the Universe as a reflection of eternal mathematical laws, and no longer hold the mechanistic view of a changeless Universe existing in a static equilibrium; We now suppose the Universe as an Evolving, Fluctuating, Open System.

And just out of curiosity, what do you suppose Ilya Prigogine would call an Evolving, Fluctuating, Open System Universe??

Maybe a: Dissipative Structure!?

And just to compare this line of inquiry with our actual experience of universe:

Do your experiential reality tunnels seem to habitually model an amazingly complex & astonishingly unstable view of our environment?? Do you regularly find your model

"teetering, perpetually, between self-destruction and re-organization on a higher level of information" ??! (RAW, Prometheus Rising)

If you answered in the affirmative to either of the above propositions, you may have found yourself embedded within a Dissipative Structure!

And if'n you'se don’t mind I’d like to take this game of pretend to the micro scale, and discuss the Human Individual as a Dissipative Structure.

Prigogine’s math suggests the more complex the structure, the higher the probability that it will collapse into a higher order of coherence, and from my experience, the foundations of the individual seem built upon an eXtreme (if not absolute!) contradiction, and what better generator of complexity than contradiction!? (unless I confuse myself, fractal generators depend on contradicting values?) regardless, within this context it does NOT appear ridiculous (to me) to say: UP appears as the only place for a human individual to go. (EXCELSIOR)

I think this reorganization into a higher order of coherence happens continually, but becomes especially noticeable within our dreams, trips, meditations, uptimes, orgasms, and anything else capable of interrupting bifurcation and allowing us to feel:

Neurocybermorphic Emptiness:

The Hyperspatial Geometrical Genetic Spirit DAO!?

A phrase I typed through a salvia tidal wave, a story for another time.

And now for my second most embarrassing Idea: Schrodinger’s Pride!

[-MAYBE-MAYBE--MAYBE--MAYBE--MAYBE--MAYBE--MAYBE]

From the subjective viewpoint of Schrodinger’s Cat, The gas pellet never goes off, or if it does, the cat will wake up, as if it only happened in a dream, and will have gotten reorganized into a higher level of information.

[The Personal Wave Function Might Always Collapses into Still More Life]

Literal death seems a bit redundant within an Open System, where you just "died" Now and Now and Now and Now and still another Now!

"They said you would quote Orwell."

"Yes Sir, No Sir, Three Fucking Bags Full, Sir. I don't wonder anything, Sir. Me and the gang we all agree...We Love Big Brother."

Morrison, Invisibles; King Mob

* These Ideas result from the potential Immortality of Ignorabimus, If I can’t know, than I might as well fucks w/ my most favorite models. *

punk rock flea market!

PUNK ROCK FLEA MARKETDecember 10th (SATURDAY!!!)10am - 5pmAt The Starlight Ballroom / Club Polaris460 North 9th Street (just below 9th and Spring Garden Sts)Philadelphia, PA$3 entry donation / All Ages / 21+ To Drink

come see US(madison underground press!)

attn: graffito taggists

Searching for graffiti artists

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I'm currently looking for some graffiti artists to do some work at my business about 20 minutes outside of Philadelphia. The project will start in Feb. I'm looking to do a major amount of advertisement, media coverage and big publicity events with the business. Therefore any exposure will show your work. I will also provide links from our website to contact all artists. Please e-mail me some pics of your work. If I like what I see I will contact you with more info.

Billy Frolic!

billyfrolic @ what dot what ???????


Basketball Saturday????
Sunday?
What!?

Actually, Sunday is bad for me because my sister is coming home!
But Saturday is waaaaaaay good. What!?


I have nothing else to show you.



Piece!

On Salvia Divinorum

I blunder into the salvia dimension semi-regularly, maybe about once or twice a month, and I haven’t even come close to getting a grasp on it!

I don’t exactly endorse its usage, mainly because it’s launched me into experiences of such overwhelming intensity that I don’t want the responsibility of putting anyone else in that peculiar situation. Though I certainly don’t discourage it’s usage either! As per usual: Dao what ye wilt. (though similarly, I've known people who barely even get a tickle out of the stuff, so there ya have it!)

Usually after about 3-4 healthy pulls off the pipe the phenomenon begins, (working w/ 15x extract) It tends to hit me all at once, a flash flood of sensation. It doesn’t really intoxicate me, I feel as though my standard reasoning remains intact, (heh!) BUT I get the sense of this ‘other’, kinda like I’ve invoked something. (Salvia easily lends itself to personification, I think of a Shiva esq Lady) It doesn’t come across as an actual entity or anything, more like a transpersonal POV mixing w/ my usual egoic identity. Salvia’s POV tends to cast a powerfully critical eye on my set & setting. (The sting of ego pesticide!)

The first minute hits my body pretty hard, I feel uncomfortably hot, my skin prickles, and spatial relationships go spookily askew, and the induced POV wonders: Why have you done this? (I found this theme in Daniel Pinchbeck’s Breaking Open the Head too, where a "shamanic" plant questions the validity of ingestion) Early on I tried all sorts of justifications, now I just admit that I don’t know.

I've yet to have a Salvia Trip that didn't include this initial ordeal.

Unlike all the other psychedelic substances I’ve enjoyed, Salvia doesn’t seem to come w/ preprogrammed content. Weed, Shrooms, Ayahuasca, Morning Glories, and even Nitrous Oxide seem to come to me w/ a theme, a story, a ride. But with Salvia I have to exert myself to get the Goods, and if I fail to exert myself appropriately, I get the Bads!

After the ordeal, the POV seems to want proof that I deserve the rainbow gold, thus far I’ve only found two things that please Miss Salvia, Fresh Drawings & Dancing, jumping, or related monkey business

It seems to work quite like the idea of making offerings to the Gods. If the POV likes my drawing, I get to watch it come alive! (The colors drizzle about as if a rainbow river, the characters begin to fidget & breathe, it looks more like a window into another world than a silly doodle on paper) Though sometimes the drawing won’t do it, and my body will feel 2 clicks past critical mass, so I monkey about, dancing clumsily. If I can manage to catch a rhythm, I get to feel my body as a mass of energy within an ocean of energy, I get to toss starbursts round my metaphysiology!

Of the more ridiculous episodes I've had with Ms. Salvia came last Winter during Quantum Psychology Class. RAW had us meditating as such that we'd think of ourselves as not having a head, I figured it most goodest to do as such rather stoned, so I found my dolphin pipe already half full (ever the optimist!) and retired to the back yard to see what I'd see, Puffing down HARD on what I thought was Weed, taking to the headless meditation, and found it working extraordinarily well! TOO well! Then I twigged on that I'd just smoked WAY more Salvia than I ever had before...difficulty followed!

I eventually worked my way from sheer terror to galactic delight, first time I'd felt my body as integrated energy, I collapsed, hit the ground...and fell through to "I know not where". The Dreaming, I'd fallen asleep and went straight into dream, looked about a bit, and woke up.

Would that I could have a dull moment!

Color Baby...

Bed time for Bonzo!

it has been a while...

HAMLET

THE TEMPEST

Bardic Incantation

Jim Reading from Wake

EZ Reading from Cantos

Delaware's Best Bartender

Be sure to visit out-and-about.com to vote for your favorite bartender. My personal suggestion is to vote for Karl @ Dead Presidents, but then again what do I know. The voting runs until wednesday Dec. 7th and the competition itself is on the 8th at 7:30 pm at Kahunaville. Your online and actual physical support would be greatly appreciated. Eagles ambassador Hugh Douglas will be in attendance at the event as guest judge. Also needed : Young lusty buxom gals to help in the creative pour contest!! Thanks, Karl

Basketball What!?

Sunday 3pm MONKEY HILL!!!!

Silver Surfer 2007

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOB

speaking of birthdays...

birthday shenannigans

I figured I'd have a little get together for my 25th birthday. Come one come all. Bowls and nachos at my house before or after, whatever.