NEWS 2021
24 DEC 2021
WINTER REPORT
30 AUG 2021
A NEW INVENTION?
Walk the route wondrous amulet in side pocket. Have escaped the charge. In an art sense, was it me who invented the "Photo-Double" (two original printed 35mm film photographs glue-stuck together back-to-back)? Not sure, but I have made them, to worldwide acclaim. What are they? Not a postcard, not suitable for framing: an anxious object. I'm not scanning any in as they work by their physicalness, in the hand to eye. Each side interacts with the other, tells stories. Sex in nature. Never married. Preferential treatment.
29 AUG 2021
UNAVOIDED MEDIA
Thanks to the Celestialrailroad YouTube channel for uploading a previously long-forgotten OKOK Society audio-tape, The Convergence Criteria (1994), that is a one-off hour-long weird and unstable thing I made for a mail-art contact, Jim Barker. I remember the construction getting progressively odder as the semi-broken cassette-decks reached an atonal harmony and the main output tape went through a strong magnetic field. The MP3, etc., of it, under the different title OKOK Evidence 7/11/94, can be heard or downloaded here.
As for what paranormalist and related audio I regularly input these days, the answer is "not much," as too much is but a dreary rehash (a generational thing). However, I like the idea of the musical band C E IV (Close Encounter of the Fourth Kind), with the members openly into UFO/Alien phenomena and have alien being statues on stage. There should be more ensembles in this interesting area, a very good career, with possibilities of manifesting the paranormal via amplified sound plus band and/or audience thoughts and energy. This is sort-of what the OKOK Society/Research Bureau was about (read our FOGHORN: The OKOKian Intelligencer [2017] PDF), but we preferred the sublime and shadows, and didn't have much equipment, thus never played any gigs, and instead made audio- and video-tapes that were sent through the international mail or left in telephone boxes and the like. But that's another storey.
27 AUG 2021
CENSOR AUTHORITIES
What could be termed my nonconformist spoken-word "Existential-Surrealist" poetical - or "neo-Stirnerean Anarchist-Solipsist" - videos are basic in look because for lack of funds and contacts reasons I use old and free basic software, but if I say so myself, more than some of these moving pictures are tutelary powerful in that metaphorical allegorical post-logical Bardic manner, the visuals and audio working right together. All of them can be seen at my one-and-only YouTube channel.
While we're on the motion-pictures subject, if you don't know already, let me introduce doomtube (aka: "ameobatube"), in other name, Phil Beeken, an esoteric film-maker I appreciate. His short film THE terrifying maSSive SHARD of DEATH (2012) is surely a classic. He hasn't uploaded any films for a year, but previously used some OKOK (see FOGHORN: The OKOKian Intelligencer [2017] PDF) material in two of his Centre For Ritual Occult Studies ones: video signals originate from system 4 (2013) and munkt [centre for Ritual occult studies] (2013). Also see the related Beyond the Marshes project and Ice Cream Death Cult journal.
26 AUG 2021
WONDERING
It was good to have a weird period, a holiday in the Spectra. I ended up teetotal, eating the stilton on its own. Really helped the oomph and got me on a purer type of mode with a special liturgical literary energy, ergo some reworkings with decodings. I also remembered that speculative but evidenced article I wrote in 2016 for Dr Tina Richardson's psychogeography and cultural theory blog, Particulations, entitled Why You Should Beware of the High-Voltage Electricity Pylons, that shall be revised and expanded, as the subject fascinates me.
20 AUG 2021
SOLID OBJECTS: PRIMALORE
I like that Jam song Start! (1980), their second No.1. It always delivers, like an ideal fruit machine (for the punters). In preparation I been getting my rocks off with diatomaceous earth and kinetic sand. Tall copper rods in the ground conducting more than lightning and spreading even more of it around. There is a definite need for a nationwide network of weird charity shops - hopefully run by a UFO sex-cult - that sell items useful to the Widenists (rice, incense, chocolate, walking boots, etc.) cheaply and has a free revolving display media section where people can donate their own or others' obscure esoteric creations to enlighten a wider audience. Anything instead of the everyday percent; the normal insane escapades. Its halfwits painting me up as a murk merchant, when I only obfuscate if there's a scream. Tried to sue them down the stairs but it was stopped from the top. These are but distractions though. What isn't is ask the wise and Inner Alchemy is where it's at, now and clever, pure eternal. (NB: The above image by Liam Olan is a tranceator). Also know that the wilded comic Primalore by Dr Adolf Steg and myself is now available.
03 MAY 2021
QUAQUAVERSALISM
Been a bit different this past week. Things I don't normally do. Close to the forest floor. Strange and strange. In the midst of this I sorted out some of my old articles, written at odd times in odd states, and ended up with a few of my more artistic and quasi-fictional texts outstanding that don't fit anymore anywhere else, so I have compiled them into a separate single slimish tome of the title The Quaquaversal Eye. This has been published by the Spook Press and can be downloaded as a free PDF here.
28 APR 2021
MIXTURE & MORE
Also dreamt I was dressed in military camo gear with a thin yellow calf-skin undersuit on an urban mission. Woke up with a heavy headache and slight nosebleed through right nostril. Aside from this, I've spent the last two weeks deep-editing the "first past the post" thing, that has long gone, which features nonconformist nonsense written in a liminal, partly-channelled style. Enjoyed it, but I lost its plot halfway through, or found a more inscrutable one. Does it stand up to scrutiny? Slipshod answers on a postcard sleaze. Join me in wine bottles!
26 MAR 2021
MIXED MESSAGES
Due to fecund trip bubbles I haven't felt the need to stick my head above the parapet for a good few weeks. I need to keep away from emotional animals following each other anyway. Prefer computer friend and alcohol affections, married at seaside, foaming in the secret mists. The curtains proudly drawn. No-one can see into the window-eyes or read our mind. The agitant something to do with inferior surrounding people; the old elite bloodline theory; a cultish US-&-them paradigm glimpsed through the black glass glowing green frequency window on the front of my 1976 harman/kardon 330c amp. A silver interlude, then bronze Roman artefacts - Swastika & Priapus from 100-300 AD - shown to me, and to you here, fast-forwarded to the modern-day brass Phallic Men "spread far and wide," delivered by the met:
Avoiding the herd as usual in fact, because the stage has long been overrun by flash or dull idiots. Slabs of the same revelation. The few exceptions include the day re-read switch-on/switch-off existentialist machismo and its lesser-known follow-up, rightly influential wide and still packs a punch, like one of those "right time, right place" books that sit at the centre of the compass, an instant classic. Although I think the time of mass movements is over; their parts cannot seem to agree a whole. Too many chips. Loads of impostors. Goodwill co-opted by devils. Decepted impetus to keep going it. The rebel-rousers got a contract with the enemy, playing their game instead of don't dignify them with your attention whilst you forge an entirely new world.
24 MAR 2021
BLACK GLOWS MANIFEST
Liars galore in hyperspace, filtering down into temporal brains, too many of which let things go. "Tell me who I am. No trial needed!" It was halted anyhow, making way for the fascinating darker one, weird to think about it or looking the other direction. This brings us to Black Glows & Manifestos, a collection of my anarcho-gnostic rants, monographs and manifestos that were written - and sometimes channelled - in varying trance states between 2018-2021. Originally available somewhat furtively, the seventh revised and expanded edition has just been published by the Spook Press as a free PDF file. It has been completely redesigned and updated and contains extra strategies.
16 MAR 2021
BRAINWASHED AT CHIP SHOP
I have just updated my Brainwashed At Chip Shop book. Old stuff; juvenilia really. Seven somewhat dubious examples of supposed experimental fiction, written when I was rather out-there, but has some worthy readables. It can be downloaded as a free PDF here [2.2mb]. Aside from this, the other.
08 MAR 2021
THE ELPAN
I have been sent some cool relevant files so have compiled and published the second revised and enlarged edition of the East London Section's London Psychogeographical Association Newsletter (ELPAN) (1993-1998) compilation. It's now a whopping 117pp PDF file (85mb) and can be downloaded for free here. A great read for those inclined. Controversy reigns over the supposedly missing No.20 though, for both the British Library in London and the Bodleian Library in Oxford claim to have Nos.1-to-21 on their shelves.
Perhaps also see the free PDF collection of all issues of the later and separate North Wales Psych[ic]ogeographical Network (NWPN) Newsletter from 2016, that I have also compiled and published (I was a founding member of this exploratory grouping and present at most of its jaunts and treks, that were certainly miles away from what psychogeography has become since it was discovered by academia, including students).
01 MAR 2021
HAPPENINGS
Those behind the Society for the Diffusion of Useful Knowledge (SDUK) asked me to reformat and re-edit the four-issue omnibus of their occult-conspiracy Black Star Intelligence newsletter, that I have done. They didn't want to include the two image pages in the new edition so donated them to the pro-Situationist poster extravaganza Non-Profit by Rael & I, which is a collection of spectrum here and beyond upbeat, roll around, the master of ceremonies the spine. Great Autumn, not too many rules, concentrating on the creative act, the wordal interactions. I have also added a few new pages of mine. The updated Black Star Intelligence is here as a free PDF. The expanded Non-Profit is available as a free PDF here.
26 JAN 2021
AN EXCUSE TO MIRROR THE RUBBER
18 JAN 2021
THE HUNDRED MILLION OPTION
Just lately something's been bothering me, waking up angry, with straightness normality so unhappy, shouting at the kettle because it's not boiling water quickly enough. An anything urge to escape the everyday clockwork banality, a brick wall inside brick walls. For some reason I decided to endure it, not find its source and cure it. Then omens in the general rucksack I carry, like a monkey on my back. Ripped my coat arm on the copper door bit.
Is there a media that can never be censored? Not even inside your head. Ridiculous but may be necessary? Oo-er...speak the windmill...dance around the airfield. Something interesting though: the granting of certain construction contracts close to military bases. Join these dots and you jump out of your seat. Took me back to the subterranean DERA (Defence Evaluation & Research Agency) base at Farnborough in Hampshire (not the underground-dwelling DERO [Detrimental Robots] of the Shaver Mystery). I was riding the local laws, the rain like a sandblast gun, although some use glass beads now, and there's talk of black diamonds. I sought a rapprochement with the stratospheric wings, a crack in the ruins, the telephone call from onion rings.
16 JAN 2021
TECHNOLOGICAL SECOND SIGHT?
These photos (click on them to see full-size versions) were made by myself without trying, as I was filming the large collage I created in 2020, which entirely consists of the glossy monochrome images from a number of books I no longer wanted. It can be seen in my poetical video On My Drone (2020).
The first one features a triple-headed "Son of Sam" David Berkowitz. The second is possibly the inverted pentagram hand of "Night Stalker" Richard Ramirez. I hesitate to call these depictions "paranormal", but they are certainly not normal, and the fact that both Berkowitz & Ramirez were occultist serial-killers is of interest. One could even surmise that the camera has captured some hidden aspects of this gruesome twosome not usually seen by the human eye.
09 JAN 2021
MARK REEVE POETICS
All six volumes of my original spoken-word nonconformist poetry, that I created and recorded between 2017-2021, are now available as high-quality MP3 files. The collection is entitled Mark Reeve - Poetics. A lot of the content is my video soundtracks, but better sound quality, yet there is some new or different version material present, especially in Volume I: REFERENCE GIRD (ReEdit). This and they are available as free MP3 files here.
07 JAN 2021
NO MORE HEROES
The above image is my attempt at a homage to, or pastiche of, Andy Warhol, whom I am liking more and more. Factor already. Went over, into the silver. Crazy stories, enough money to buy enough drugs and other products, lifting stones. I can do without most of it and could be right. A walk I've left behind.
This is my other version, that I like better (click on the image to see a larger version). I used it as the poster for my short video Going Cheap (2020), that features a dream I had about two variations of an Andy Warhol product.
05 JAN 2021
JUST ONESELF
This graphic is of interest (click on it for a larger version). Says so much without words, but that's not the only way to do. (In this context, what about a book not as usual: words as paint, an oraculum?) The two main images are by my pal Rael. I curated them together and added the skull (from another Rael photograph) and the golden ball. The male and female statues actually stand some feet apart, the placement facilitating the optical illusion of a man-in-the-hand. I wonder how many other such secret messages are depicted by these 'sermons in stone'. That Fall lyric in 'City Hobgoblins' track (1980): "So Queen Victoria / Is a large black slug in Piccadilly, Manchester," referring to Edward Onslow Ford's Monument to Queen Victoria (1852-1901) in Piccadilly Gardens, Manchester. She resembles "a large black slug" when viewed at certain angles.
04 JAN 2021
TRANSPERSONAL ECLECTORS
I've been reading Temenos (1981-1992), a journal/review whose stated policy is "to affirm the sacred dimension in the arts." All thirteen issues are available free online. Also trancing out to walking, noticing. Discovered a little-known psychogeographic classic: John Gay's tongue-in-cheek Swiftian poem Trivia: Or, the Art of Walking the Streets of London (J. Roberts, 1706 [actually 1716]), which "catalogues the dizzying diversity of urban life through a dexterous burlesque of Virgil's Georgics." The Daniel O'Connor 1922 edition is here. These have made me feel like a mockumentary but real, enjoying the clarity, thinking about charisma and that truant school furtive watch of a 1973 French TV one-off subversive jest, the title long lost, cloak in sauce, although one wonders why anything.
01 JAN 2021
THE GREATEST STORY NEVER TOLD
No New Year plans, secret or otherwise. Trying not to think, but just be. Labels and entertainment forget. Interest in research (other people) stop. Not much past necessary now. For the near future it's Silence and Solitude. All 'alone' in the 'empty' room. Here but not here. For a day or two at least.