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Re: The Virtual Campfire: An Ethnography of Online Social Networking
(in The Culture of Burning Man)
Anthropology is the only academic discipline that makes any sense to me,
the rest seem but hypothesis and myth-making. I went to Wesleyan University, though I can't vouch that the department has any expertise in the field of cyberanthropology (t... read more discussion post on Mon, July 14, 2008 - 7:44 PM
Re: The Virtual Campfire: An Ethnography of Online Social Networking
(in The Culture of Burning Man)
Thank you kindly for your comments!
There is certainly something special about Tribe... I continually find myself having serendipitous experiences. For instance, I've been thinking a lot recently of ways in which we can rewrite the cultural scr... read more discussion post on Mon, July 14, 2008 - 7:36 PM
The Virtual Campfire: An Ethnography of Online Social Networking
(in Information Warfare)
Hello All!
For anyone interested in cyberanthropology, online social networking, and new ways of doing social research in this new phase of media, I welcome you to peruse my "webnography" @ www.thevirtualcampfire.org. The elevator pitch: Bas... read more discussion post on Mon, July 7, 2008 - 8:00 AM
The Virtual Campfire: An Ethnography of Online Social Networking
(in Techno Shamanism)
Hello All!
For anyone interested in cyberanthropology, online social networking, and new ways of doing social research in this new phase of media, I welcome you to peruse my "webnography" @ www.thevirtualcampfire.org. The elevator pitch: Bas... read more discussion post on Mon, July 7, 2008 - 7:59 AM
The Virtual Campfire: An Ethnography of Online Social Networking
(in The Culture of Burning Man)
Hello All!
For anyone interested in cyberanthropology, online social networking, and new ways of doing social research in this new phase of media, I welcome you to peruse my "webnography" @ www.thevirtualcampfire.org. The elevator pitch: Bas... read more discussion post on Fri, July 4, 2008 - 3:21 AM
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I enjoy empathic connection with my fellow creatures, primarily in the form of dancing, creation, silliness, laughter, and play. I am bored by condescension and criticism, preferring equanimity and enthusiasm. Always looking to meet happy and interesting people...!
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nocturnal emissions.
nobody move!
Thu, June 12, 2008 - 6:37 PM
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i didn't dare take a breath. were we ready for a war? hardly. foolish children, fumbling forth, into a hellish world we cannot call home. we can never call home. sometimes i want to peel my whiteness off and reveal the weary rust within. they stole my notebook. that made me cry. so i suppose it's the screen 'til another notebook finds its way (home) thoughts of home make me cry, too. hardly home-cooked meals and wholesome family fun, but far from the beaten existence of a violent culture. it grows dark, i grow weak. i shall nestle in my hermitude, i shall not speak. elsewhere, egos soar and inflate, i refuse to play all human games and sit. and run. and contemplate: i hate ny. but i love you i love you i love you! and we are alive, somehow! (at least the dogs smile, fuzzy like furry like funk crunch crunk) a patter on the pitterpane, i'm parched! [a shot fires, babies cry, the train goes by] (no lie)
december has her way with me;
Tue, December 18, 2007 - 4:28 AM
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a vivid vivisection, hollowed be my joy. watch the window. remember reckless sledding, teacups in the hallway, shared laughter in sunlight wonder, is this what it means to grow older? days pass, not a human face to be found. and truly i do despair for lack of what is found there.
i c generic genre
Thu, December 13, 2007 - 3:45 AM
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whither art thee, with or without me? wither out the age. this is the stage upon which the sage will assuage all our rage? i call it a cage. -- the nose knows it is burning! hands that handle jalepenos should not rub noses.
salvation from this salvaged self-
Fri, November 30, 2007 - 3:16 AM
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i did alright, you did enough, disembodied gestures yet garner pulchritude. tis i who refuse the sooth -sayer, i flay her! dice her finely and saute her. oh, so it goes, add in a handful of toes.
sing: i will swallow your sadness and eat your cold clay
Sun, November 25, 2007 - 11:12 PM
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just to lift your long face -joanna newsom buoyant abeyance of disbelief, blend me beautiful! a ferocity to be fortified in the quietude of the lonely night, all trembling and fear are less now than sweet solace. oh, call it off! call it caw-cacophony! it shall be ended. stripped, strung and suspended, marrow from the bone. sucked out like poison from the wound, emergence from the wilting womb.
Like a monkey turned mouse
Tue, October 23, 2007 - 1:23 AM
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in a lab- habituated. I crave the thorough shaking of all of it all out of me. I don't trust the grass at night. Stand clear of the graveyard stones! I do so dearly enjoy the deathly silver of an eyeliner pencil.
the pure absurdity of this dissatisfaction-
Mon, October 8, 2007 - 1:00 AM
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nothing left, save distraction? yet abhorrence of subtraction! (i want it all.) originally published at nocturnal emissions
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