Hi, I’m Graham—just some guy!

I’m interested in discovering a Western reindigeneity where the Messianic Feast and permaculture are one unified and harmonious thing.

In a recent collaboration with the poet

of , I pointed to a photograph of an ancient Buddhist temple in the jungle out of which massive trees were growing, and had been growing for a long, long time, as a metaphor for what I imagine myself doing, and who I imagine doing it with:

The Paul Kingsnorths and the Martin Shaws of the world are over on this side of the Christian monolith, where the trees are happening. I can only speak for this side—and I can only speak a little, having experienced only a little—but when I talk about “Christianity” it's almost all tree, and almost no stone. The desert fathers and mothers of the old days—not to speak for them, either, but I think they would have recognized themselves over here where the trees are taking their sweet time of eons to slowly crash through the human stone. After all, they were the ones who ran away from priests and churches, so they could pray among the ravens and the jackals…

It's time for us to journey onward and inward, and downward, earthward, also, “diving for pearls”—to use a favorite metaphor of Andrew’s, that were “once our fathers eyes,” pearls not to be “brought up by priests or warriors but by scavengers.

And I am a scavenger, not a “true believer”—and by writing the crazy little poetry-laced essays in this substack, I'm returning to my place among the scavengers once again. I hope you’ll join me:

Together we form the core of what the anonymous philosopher

calls one of the many tiny, growing “neo-patronage” networks sprouting all over the place now, made possible by the substack technology platform and especially its philosophy of artistic and political freedom—in which the artist is beholden to his or her micro-audience, and no one else. And as such, we're actively subverting the rascals that have learned to extract our attention, and funnel it into power used against us, says Carter:

Step by step, essay by essay, this model is rewiring the brains of its users – restoring their amygdalae, strengthening their long-term memories, building out their attention spans, accustoming them to spending time thinking deeply about things using their whole minds rather than simply letting a stream of trivial content tickle their limbic systems. It’s making human beings into thoughtful animals again – opening the possibility that Homo sapiens can once again become the wise man.

Amen, brother, amen: Truly, this is the way of the future.

If you do join our little tribe here at Sabbath Empire as a paying subscriber, here is what you can do, that the free subscribers can’t:

  • Read full versions of my crazy sunlit little essays coming out every other Friday, more or less

  • Access easily printable PDF versions of the essays (which you are welcome to share with others), as well as audio versions that you can listen to wherever you listen to podcasts.

  • Comment on my essays—I want to know what you think.

  • Start new threads in the ongoing chat stream with me and readers of Sabbath Empire.

  • (One more nice thing, to be announced in a couple weeks, after I’ve tested it with a couple readers)

I hope you’ll join the beautiful fray!

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