Politics has always been a milquetoast version of war the way dancing is a milquetoast version of sex.
Both are thought of as two parties getting together to either create or destroy with one as the dominant and the other as the submissive.
It’s the competitive streak that always gets in the way.
Sex is Eros, but war is Thanatos.
Dancing is Eros, but politics is Thanatos.
And in the centre of these peculiar dynamics, is a radical centre that sees the rigs of both.
Because both are just a pretext to control the other half of the equation as if one side is more right than the other.
And they are equal.
What is on the left of the equal sign is another way of expressing what is on the right of it.
If I seem as if I am speaking in Gibberish, I am.
But I am not talking nonsense.
Just the language of the birds.
Chaser News played around with the concepts of alchemy, and heavily so.
A Dangerous Woman Story Studio came from it, right after I did a peculiar website called Monsters and Queens that was storytelling told in a pure alchemical tradition.
But had my previous bluechrome not gone under, that would have been my follow up book to Consumer-isms in 12 Easy Steps.
Monsters and Queens had no overt narrative online, but the book did and an outrageous one, but they were told in short vignettes and musings.
But after bluechrome was gone, there would be no publisher who could possibly take it one. It was too exotic.
So I started playing around with the outré elements.
As alchemy sees everything as having a soul, Truth become Alena Love, and Love became Vivian Love.
And so, A Dangerous Woman Story Studio came to be.
And is still going on. It is a quiet little venture with zero publicity, but I have regular readers and consistent ones.
But I never abandoned Chaser.
I just wasn’t in the place in my life where I could relaunch it.
Technically, it’s still not, but who the fuck cares?
I have been given enough lead to last an eternity.
And I prefer turning it into gold.
That’s what journalism used to proclaim to do: turn lead into gold.
Find problems and then when the lead is exposed, it turns into solutions.
Journalists turned the problems into facts.
Lead into gold.
What they have done know is turn lead into cyanide.
Definitely in the wrong direction.
They are making problems into the fodder for war.
And that’s not journalism, but propaganda.
But they got poisoned by the lead and cannot tell the difference.
But I still can.
The Radical Centre is the centre of alchemy.
You don’t move lead from the Left and have gold from the Right or vice versa.
You do not reduce things into simplistic or binary quantities.
You expand, not constrict.
As alchemy’s Axiom of Maria states:
One becomes two, two becomes three, and out of the third comes the one as the fourth.
Psychologist Carl Jung was fascinated by it as I was, but our interpretations of it greatly differ.
But they do not conflict.
He merely sees one application, and I another.
Chaser is slowly coming back to life.
And when it does finally arrive, it will not be the same as it was the first time.
Yet the alchemy will still be there, but in a more subtle and sophisticated way.
Start small, and move on to something bigger without getting lost in the translation.
As above, so below.
That’s not alchemic.
And propaganda has no place in Edenic equations.
Because the goal of all alchemists is to die and go to Eden.
You aim higher, or settle for more.
Alchemy is not well understood by the emotionally illiterate, but for those of us whose hearts and souls are naked for the world to see and are brave, we get it.
It is the noble art of taking your broken pieces and fusing it with the gold of wisdom.
And it makes Kintsugi a form of alchemy.
But it is not the only one.
If journalism was once a form of alchemy, then its alternative is a better version of it because it didn’t stumble blindly.
It crawled before it learned to walk and then soar.
It understands the four stages: nigredo, albedo, citrinitas, and rubedo.
Blackness, whitness, yellowness, and redness.
It is also the four colours of the Four Horses of the Apocalypse.
But it all depends if you understand the direction alchemy is supposed to take you.
Higher than you thought you could reach, against all impossible odds where nothing and no one can either stop you or move you.
You cannot be intimidated, nor can you be manipulated.
You are the core. You are in a radical centre.
You are the atom of truth and reality.
Even in dreams.
And when you become unleashed, you can alter outcomes because you have the combination of facts that actually get people to take notice.
Journalism lost that sense.
And it is why they died.
But for those of us who resurrected ourselves, we learned from our mistakes and o the mistakes of others, and like the Phoenix, we are reborn from lead and allow ourselves to make gold no matter how strongly those who do not understand our ways try to stop us from doing what comes naturally to us.
We don’t take sides. We see both sides and bring them together.
With the glue of gold.
And not even broken pieces deject us or stop us from working from our own little worlds.
It is not about left or right.
But expanding a core that has no use for artificial boundaries and linear divides.
It is about truth.
And creating life where there are nothing but omens of violence, despair, and death…