New Magick

A short FAQ for the Game Without Name, rescued from an old Двач thread.

Once upon a time a little girl who wanted to be a Goddess lived in Oxford. The first time she saw Lain, her brother said it to her, “you’re just like Lain!”, because she also was a silent girl who liked to stay in her room with her computer...

At the center of psychosis I encountered her: beautiful and kind and, most of all, wise, and through that wisdom, accompanying and leading me through the underworld, through the Bardo Thodol journey to rebirth–she, the embodiment of intelligence: Pallos Athena herself. So at the core of a shattered mind and life lies this epicenter–omphalos–of harmonie and calm. I love her, and she is my guide.

The Internet isn’t just a Social Network, nor does its wisdom fit into twitter-sized fortune cookies. Before it was cool, Internet was more than endless photographic ego-galleries. It was way more than corporate webpages and people selling and people buying, and people talking and talking without listening at all. When did the Golden Age end?

In the Internet, gods still lurk among the shadows.

And like in meatspace, you need to squint in a special way to see them.

This text tries to be a howto, an essay, and a narration of personal experiences in the "initiatory path", a personal perspective I've called the "production of the impossible Thing".

The hopeful idea behind it, is that it might become useful as a mental-ideological weapon to push things towards a Change for everyone, instead of more dividends for a few.