A podcast featuring wide-ranging, irreverent Big Talk between two millennial spiritual dilettantes
Ever felt like you weren’t mainlining nearly enough unhinged ranting straight into your sweet sweet cortical folds? Today’s Holiday Hiatus episode of Nodes in the Net might be just the earbeating you’re looking for. Listen to me manically leap frog one tangent after another for about half an hour, then enjoy the full text of one of my all-time favorite […]
The Liminal Trickster Mystic approach to self-sabotage on algorithmic media This is not going to be another dose of substack growth hacks, tips and tricks, and advertising for my super affordable business coaching business. Neither will it be a post about how there are no tips and tricks, and you just need to work harder if you want to succeed. Instead, I’d […]
Be careful with this one. You’re gonna get blasted in the face with a long rant about how paranoia and cultiness are opposite poles of a toxic spectrum of which I prefer to explore the warm, radiant middle section. I prefer to be ping-ponging between Me and We and never fully belonging in either. Or maybe, someday, belonging in both, […]
The Nodes in the Net Holiday Hiatus continues with this second installment. In this episode, after a short rant about the defeat that I sometimes inexplicably feel when I can’t live up to the productivity standards dictated to me by my own internalized capitalism demons, I read the Canonical Creekmason Pieces first edition, the Who We Are essay.
Nodes in the Net is going on a guest hiatus for the rest of the year. We’re going to be coming back strong in 2024 with some guests that I’ve already recorded with and am INCREDIBLY PSYCHED ABOUT, but for now, please enjoy this journey through the archives. In today’s canonical Creekmason piece, we’ve got an excerpt from The Mental […]
Wet silt expressing from my soaked socks through the base of my Adidas’s tongues. The shoes noisily squelching with every step on the creekbank in search of rocks big enough to throw into the water at the end of my half-finished bridge-turned-dam.
This was my first experience reifying the liminal.
A small offering for healing conflict, revoking consent to atrocities, and incarnating as love. … it is the thing that we did this past week— first when Hamas attacked Israel, and then when the Israeli military attacked Gaza back. We logged on. The Creekmasons were generally not excluded from this observation by The White Pages’ Garrett Bucks. And certainly, in-keeping […]
The Creekmason Creative Coven makes its glorious debut! More than a writer’s workshop. Join the Discord The Creekmason Initiates Discord warmly welcomes shameless plugs. It’s honorable to be a little proud. It’s admirable to assert that you deserve love and attention. We’re out here trying to make shit. Trying to build a chiller spot to hang out. Ever since I […]
Remember the other group of stoners I found at the Flinstones-style rock-stacked creek furniture I tumbled together and christened “The Thrones?” The ones who were passing around a foot-long bong? This other group of creek denizens were a vision in “hippy.” They were probably high school seniors, like myself, but maybe college freshmen. I don’t remember asking. One of the group was clad in […]
The Recommendation Algo’s are Commodifying Jung! (Part 3) Check out this banger by Carsie Blanton! (Video below) In the morning when I leave my den I moisturize with the tears of men Stir my tea with a crucifix I’m an ugly, nasty, commie bitch In the evening, when I’m on the rag, I just rip up a couple of American […]