#hakim bey

[margoliath]

hakim bey was the original woke lolicon, which is neat considering he was a shotacon

[muratmesutfan]

Hakim Bey!  Vallahi kadın güzel sevdi,  sadıktı ve vazgeçmedi de...  Adam da mecal yoktu!

Murat Mesut

[all-things-are-nothing-to-me]

Picked this up at the infoshop recently.

This isn't my bed. I'm staying at a friend's house while he's on tour with his crust band.

[notclevr]

One of my favorite books ever is Temporary Autonomous Zone by Peter Lamborn Wilson, published under the pseudonym Hakim Bey.

I fed a copy of it into Google's NotebookLM which generated this summary and "podcast"

Hakim Bey’s T.A.Z. is a book outlining the concept of Temporary Autonomous Zones (TAZ), which are spaces of freedom and self-expression outside of the control of the state and capitalism. The book argues that these zones can be created through a combination of poetic terr0rism, ontological anarchy, and sorcery, all of which challenge the dominant power structures and norms. Bey proposes a series of strategies for creating and sustaining TAZ, ranging from practical tactics like hacking and squatting to more mystical approaches like ritual magic and altered states of consciousness. The book also examines the historical precedents for TAZ, including pirate utopias, indigenous tribal societies, and anarchist communes, suggesting that the concept is not a new idea but a recurring impulse in human history.

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[hakimbeyroasts]

Roast the movie City Slickers starring Billy Crystal in the voice of Hakim Bey█

ChatGPT said:

City Slickers is the suburban foreclosure of the mythic West—an ersatz pilgrimage for those terrified of their own boredom, wrapped in the bland packaging of safe midlife crisis therapy. Billy Crystal plays the yuppie who buys cowboy nostalgia like it’s a self-help infomercial, mistaking barbed wire ranch life for authentic freedom. The film slathers sentimentality over the skeletal remains of genuine rebellion, turning the wild frontier into a corporate retreat where masculinity is repackaged as a guided tour.

It’s the ultimate commodification of escape: a sanitized, risk-free cowboy fantasy for office drones afraid to truly break their chains. The film promises transformation but delivers only tepid catharsis—a weekend retreat where existential dread is negotiated through forced bonding exercises and watered-down humor. The real outlaw is the system, but here it’s neatly deferred, contained within the ranch fence and a canned soundtrack.

City Slickers is the cultural equivalent of a motivational seminar—barking about reclaiming your life while quietly endorsing the very structures that cage it. It’s less a story of liberation and more a self-help infomercial for the comfortable death of the soul.

[reno-matagot]

''Provided we can escape from the museums we carry around inside us, provided we can stop selling ourselves tickets to the galleries in our own skulls, we can begin to contemplate an art which re-creates the goal of the sorcerer: changing the structure of reality by the manipulation of living symbols ... Art tells gorgeous lies that come true.''

Hakim Bey, TAZ: The Temporary Autonomous Zone (New Autonomy)

[s-bahn-so]

[bitter1stuff]

FOR LEONORA CARRINGTON by Peter Lamborn Wilson

# 1 Mexico City is absolutely. Or was. With a claridad that would’ve seemed glossy as bone except for the fecality of its plutonian fruit. Especially Leonora Carrington – the secret hardness of colonial baroque – its refusal to be reasonable – its crown of owls

#2 Chocolate is Mexico’s great contribution to Surrealism. With unbroken incantations in the voice of a lion prepare (on wild rocks) a soup made of half a pink onion, a bit of perfumed wood, some grains of myrrh, a large branch of green mint, 3 belladonna pills covered with white swiss chocolate, a huge compass rose (plunge in soup for one minute) Just before serving add Chinese “cloud” mushroom which has snail-like antennae & grown on owl dung

#3 As modern Hermeticist she ranks with Fulcanelli a Madame Paracelsa who tells yr fortune in the sense of buried treasure. It seems you yourself have psychic gifts which are only exacerbated by her soups. Molé as Dalí realized surrealizes all dishes via its resemblance to excrement e. g. over boiled lobsters (serve with pink champagne). Shit you can sculpt.

#4 Like gunpowder which was invented solely to exorcize demons – a secret passed along the Silk Road to Roger Bacon who unfortunately leaked the recipe to the uninitiated – Carrington embodies both the siesta & the anti-siesta. A Madam Adam with a handcranked gramophone with a horn lacquered black with gold pinstriping that plays only beeswax cylinders of Erik Satie or Gesualdo. Here alone exile attains an elegance & impassibility known only to stoned Rosicrucians.

#5 To live absolutely. A tricky trajectory between clinical dementia & the sloppy lace curtain Irish kitchen gemütlichkeit that usually passes (present company excepted of course) for life outside literature & even for true love. Or else it’s the altitude — mushrooms & chocolate — under the asphalt the bloodsoaked landfill — cactus cowskulls & drunken fusillades of flowers.