Gen's upcoming events and Misc.upcoming projects...





GENS MISC. UPCOMING PROJECTS: Heartworm Press are publishing “Collected Lyrics and Poems of Genesis Breyer P-Orridge – Volume One 1961 to 1971. Later they will publish Gen's first novel, written in 1969, “Mrs. Askwith”. Other books will follow.

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Dust La Rock | B.K. Scum x Skee.TV/KarmaloopTV

Skee.TV/KarmaloopTV checks out Dust La Rock's tribute to Psychic TV, at his exhibit, "B.K. Scum".


Monday, March 28, 2011

Wild palms.

Wild Palms is a six-hour mini-series, which first aired in May 1993 on the ABC network in the United States.


Written by Bruce Wagner, who (with Oliver Stone) was also the executive producer, Wild Palms was a sci-fi drama about the dangers of brainwashing through technology and drugs. It was based on a comic strip written by Wagner and illustrated by Julian Allen first published in 1990 in Details magazine.


Cyberpunk author William Gibson has a cameo appearance as himself. When the author of Neuromancer is introduced as the man who invented the term "Cyberspace", he remarks, "and they won't let me forget it."


Oliver Stone also has a cameo, in which he appears as himself - being interviewed on television in 2007 - after the release of files pertinent to the assassination of John F. Kennedy reveal that Stone's film, JFK, was right. Stone also referred to "the late Jack Valenti" in the scene in the 1992 movie. Stone hired musician, body-modification pioneer, and occultist Genesis P-Orridge as a consultant for the series




A book, The Wild Palms Reader was published by St. Martin's Press before the series aired. It included time lines, secret letters, and character biographies.[3] ABC, concerned that viewers might get "hopelessly lost in the tangled story line"[3], arranged for the primer to be published. It also included writing supposedly from the “world of the series." Contributors included:




Norman Spinrad - radical sci-fi writer of Bug Jack Barron & the Adolf Hitler "novel" The Iron Dream


Genesis P. Orridge - Psychic TV, Throbbing Gristle


E. Howard Hunt - Nixon era scandal, writer of spy/sci-fi novels


William Gibson (who appears as himself in the series) - Poet


Brenda Laurel - Virtual reality consultant on the mini-series


Spain Rodriguez - Underground 60’s comics artist illustrates the Mimecom backstory
Hans Moravec - The science of Wild Palms, backdated to the 70’s and an email conversion between the fathers of two characters

Psychic TV Pirate Tape: A Portrait of William Burroughs

Borrowed from our friends over at http://www.dangerousminds.net/



Derek Jarman’s collaboration with Psychic TV Pirate Tape: A Portrait of William Burroughs, from 1982. This experimental film shows William Burroughs in London, cut to a loop of his voice. For copyright reasons, this clip tends to disappear quickly, so watch it while you can.



Saturday, March 26, 2011

Some new releases with a LOT of care put into them..

Genesis was amazingly kind, Giving me H/ir copy of the upcoming Vinyl on demand release of  the "at Stockholm plus Jarman Themes / Live New York 17-11-83 plus Unclean and unreleased rarities" 4 LP set...

I may have mentioned on archive here before, but "At stockholm" is my favorite Genesis release ever. All i can say about the LP set is ..WOW..truly amazing and packaging that a lot of work went into.The most beautiful overall gatefold set i have ever seen..... My highest recomendation possible! This will see official release by the end of april! This picture does not even do it justice...


Here is the Vinyl on demand site info from http://vinyl-on-demand.com/

VOD83: PSYCHIC TV with White Stains “at Stockholm plus Jarman Themes / Live New York 17-11-83 plus Unclean and unreleased rarities “ 4LP 66,66 €

Psychic TV and its mastermind Genesis Breyer P-Orridge works and writings doubtlessly has been one of the inspirations and mind-settings of many people, artists and labels incl.VOD. Along with Throbbing Gristle to be released in 2011 and 2012 this is a definate milestone for VOD and its mission in (re)-releasing and re-writing music-history with incredible influencial, innovative and creative bands!

This ultra deluxe 4Lp-Box (two Double-Lp's) in golden embossed black velvet folder contains the legendary "at Stockholm“ which was produced in cooperation with White Stains in 1990 and is now available for the first time on Vinyl. The fourth side of the first double-Lp contains two Jarman Themes called „Pirates“ and „Demons“.

The second gatefold-Double-Lp contains the incredible first live-performance at the Danceteria New York, performed on the 17th of November 1983 with full line-up inclduing Genesis Breyer P-Orridge, Sleazy & John Balance (both members of later formed Coil), Alex Fergusson and John Gosling.(the second at the Danceteria from the 19th of November has been released as NY Scum on Temple-Records in 1984.

The fourth and last vinyl of this set includes 6 rare and/or unreleased tunes inclduing 3 versions of Unclean (rough, instrumental and live) as well as a 15minute selection of the miraculous and mysterious „Fondation Raelinne -Tape“ plus We Kiss as Rough Mix and another Jarman Theme called Chorals. VOD-Members will recieve a giant silkscreened hand-made paper-poster.
http://www.vinyl-on-demand.com/



Not to be left out is Cold-spring records amazing "THEMES" boxset. Just released.
http://www.coldspring.co.uk/
Tremedous attention to detail, and extensive booklet with Notes from Genesis.

This is not a hype "BUY THIS" post, these truly are two of the best overall packages of Psychic tv/ Genesis p-orridge documents i have seen. One can tell both releases were a true "labor of love" for both labels by the work that was put into the packaging.

I thought i would share these details from cold spring posted on the ONE TRUE TOPI TRIBE ning site.

Many thanks for all your nice comments about the THEMES box, it took about a year to compile, and mean`t tracking down and paying original photographers to hunt through 30 year archives for unseen photos. You should see the original (and unseen) CBS photoshoots for `Dreams Less Sweet`! More details soon....Justin

Genesis p-orridge and Marie Losier Q and A segment At the Ann Arbor film fest screening of "The ballad of Genesis and Lady Jaye" 3/23/11

Genesis p-orridge and Marie Losier Q and A segment At the Ann Arbor film fest screening of "The ballad of Genesis and Lady Jaye" 3/23/11...My camera ran out of memory space so here is the opening clip of the Q and A.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Genesis P-Orridge Transmedia lecture 1993

A Transmedia Litany Genesis P'Orridge with XKP
Taken from cassette tape-Genesis P'Orridge's Transmedia lecture and musical/visual litany, recorded in San Francisco, at the legendary MediaKaos/Future Cult Project Space.





OTTT "COLORS" ZONE

A very special section I have worked with Gen to set up...The ONE-TRUE-TOPI-TRIBE "COLORS" zone. Overwhelming bursts of energy and inspiration for me after meeting Genesis a few days back and discussing in person where we want the OTTT to head, as well as meeting with OTTT member Fiachra While in Ann Arbor,MI for the screening of "The ballad of Genesis and lady jaye". Lots to come soon....for now....


  ..Read on, from Genesis...

Setting up autonomous OTTT coum=unities that will withstand thee couming implosion ov linear T.I.M.E., AND thee inevitable social fragmentation that will also occur that are founded on CREATION ... TRUST ... LOYALTY ... CHIVALRY (also read RESPECT for that one proposed by Lady Jaye)...SHARED RESOURCES and PANDROGENY; is and all wys HAS been thee ultimate goal of THEE ONE TRUE TOPI TRIBE. (sorry that was a long sentence). Thee OTTT and TOPI was ALL ways secreted within T.O.P.Y. and was all ways intended to resurface at an appropriate Occultural Momeant.



That is NOW! And thee disconcert ov PTV3 last December 23rd 2010 (thee first day ov thee TOPI New Y-ERA) was thee declaration ov UNITY OV INTENT !!!


That was why all thee members of this current incarnation ov PTV3 were wearint thee OTTT PATCHES on thee back ov their denim cut-off "vests", as they are called, in thee USA, or "waistcoats" as we call them in Blighty. Whether you choose denim, and add your own Individual accessories as well, or choose black leather and add your own Individual accessories OR if you cut down any other garment that allows free arms by cutting off thee sleeves...as long as I.T. is a cut-off/cut-up I.T. is a declaration ov intentional connection to thee OTTT. We will ask Jacurutu3 to set up a photo gallery/zone to display all photos ov Individuals and groups ov Individuals wearing their OTTT "colors/patches". Both fronts and backs please. We also want photo files ov all related tattoos, especially Psychick Cross tattoos and scarifications.

Here it is!
(I certainly don't claim this ZONE is complete...these are only the pictures i could find upon first glance...send me your pics of your OTTT vests, tattoos,scars etc etc to me at jacurutu3@yahoo.com to complete this special ZONE.)
                                          Ariock Van de Voorde



                                                       aaron shea


                                                         uncle d    

                      BRIAN GILBERT                front                                                

                                            BRIAN GILBERT (BACK)

Brother N.S.Q.E. TOPY sigil wrist tattoo (from the collection of M. Gammon)

                                                      thee sugar man
                                        thee sugar man crafted psychic cross

                                  Jacurutu:3 (wrestling vs Chris Carnage)

                                                    walter stacey

                                                         theesugarman

                                                         david mc dowell

Original black & white TOPY tattoo and scar photos, page 11, Thee Grey Book, circa 1982 (from the collection of M. Gammon)

                                                          uncle d

                                                          Gilit                                              
                                                      Jacurutu:3
                                                      Jacurutu:3         

                                                           XKP

                                                              XKP                   

                                                            JANA

                                                             JANA               

                                                   david mc dowell

JACURUTU:3 (shot by OTTT Fiachra prior to Ann Arbor screening of the Ballad of Genesis and lady jaye.)


                                                                        
                                                              Emersunn CXXXVIII

 





                                                                       

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Pages from Steven Johnson Leyba's "Pandrogyne" collaboration book with Genesis Breyer P-Orridge

Pages from Steven Johnson Leyba's "Pandrogyne" collaboration book with Genesis Breyer P-Orridge


NOTES FROM STEPHEN:
" I hope to photograph the book at some point. It is in storage. Thinking of doing a limited edition release next year. I hope to film Gen for my new movie "PAINing POORtraits" when i am in NYC in june."

Steven has supported the archive project and has readily shared many of his Gen-related works.Steven has allowed thee Archive to share Gen's full intro to his book (link below.) Gen gives some great insight into Steven's amazing work..I did a show with him in 2009 and i must say if you ever get a chance to see his art up-close...YOU MUST.


http://stevenleyba.com/

You can read Gen's intro to Steven's book "The last american painter" archived here

http://genesisporridgearchive.blogspot.com/2010/07/gens-intro-to-steven-johnson-leybas.html


Purchase Steven's The Last American Painter here

http://www.lulu.com/product/hardcover/the-last-american-painter/3739400

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Documents of Psychic tv SXSW performance..video,pics,etc

Complete video of the show!

PSYCHIC TV at SXSW, MARCH 15, 2011 from Django's Ghost on Vimeo.




LA weekly review of Psychic tv SXSW performance..
What: Psychic TV

Where: Elysium, Austin TX
When: March 15, 2011

By Wendy Gilmartin,

Psychic TV and their outer-planetary transport trip blasted off Tuesday night with the gloriously pandrogynous Genesis P-Orridge back at the helm after years of professed retirement and personal tragedy.


photo by Wendy Gilmartin
Genesis P-Orridge - the Godfather of Industrial Rock

​Psychic TV/Throbbing Gristle fans in general had been waiting in giddy anticipation for this show, which almost didn't happen. Plans had been arranged to bringing the band to town in conjunction with the North American premiere at SXSW this week of Marie Losier's new feature length documentary The Ballad of Genesis and Lady Jaye had been the plan, but funds fell through.

Fortunately, thanks to an online kickstarter campaign, the documentary (which tells the story of the enduringly daring, sometimes raw and exceptionally creative relationship between Genesis and "other half" partner Lady Jaye) and the band were able to make it down to Austin. "I've never been hit on by so many straight boys," P-Orridge mused before easing into what started as a nice-and-easy, trance-inducing meander, but ended up clocking the audience upside the head with an intense, rollicking blow.

Busting out with a remarkably tight, post-punk/pre-goth throttle that culminated in an orgiastic, 30-minute-long version of their epic "Hookah Chalice", it seems the few European shows they've played recently have really greased the rails - leaving no indication that P-Orridge has laid low the last few years. With piercing fingerwork compliments of guitarist Jeff Berner and a solid, soulful foundation in bassist Alice Genese, the band gave P-Orridge ample opportunity to take fierce control of the stage. Sometimes dubbed the "godfather of industrial rock," P-Orridge's expertly honed theatricality taunted the crowd. As s/he flashed spangly-gold chompers, pouted, pumped fists in the air and played (mostly gratuitously) double-bowed electric violin, the crowd was left screaming for an encore that never materialized.



photo by Wendy Gilmartin
Psychic TV


Veteran Austin acid rockers ST 37 prepped the crowd with their death-metal-guitars-on-helium and heavy stoner rock slop. Around '87, these Austin old heads and their brand of brain bending, technicolor bong-metal put them in the same running with other hill country weirdoes like the Butthole Surfers and Scratch Acid. Sure, they're older guys (and gal) now but Joel Crutcher, Lisa Cameron, Bobby Baker and SL Telles churned up a formidable ruckus in anticipation of PTV. They also had a fair amount of humbleness and humor about the whole thing too, reminding the crowd, "Don't eat the brown Cialis."



more photos from
the show at

Dust La Rock's B.K. Scum Exhibit one of a kind items!

Some rare one-of-a-kind items added to the mishka MISHKA site, in Dust La Rock's B.K. Scum Exhibit section!
http://mishkanyc.com/category/dust-la-rocks-bk-scum

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Thee Seeding Ship

Thee Seeding Ship for Simon Dwyer


There is coumthing eerie and magickal about thee luxurious appraisal ov letters just before dawn in a forest deep in thee heart. Each broke down in tears, could hardly speak, thee words broken and shattered as they jumbled and fought to refuse their meaning, coumtimes words DO refuse to serve us, and wriggle and spit at thee injustices we force them to describe. We gave these words no choice when we bore them, we instructed them to name what we could not explain, to give order to experiences and phenomena that mystified and terrified us. Fire from thee skies, great bears that tore our children to shreds, rains that washed away our winter food, snow that settled in deathly layers across our meagreness without allowing explanation. Thee storytellers dreamed ov making sense ov all this, an empowermeant that gave them a moment ov glorious passage towards a hidden lineage that later would turn on us as power and ownership. Up they would scream, pointing their sticks, bones, fingers and tongues in anger at thee inexplicable, thee horror ov impotence, and they would invent words, names, powers, and forms, create DESCRIPTIONS, and songs ov containment for thee infinitely changing. Thee silence ov what was, had no say in this, no part to play, for change is quite separate from control ov any kind, and change coumtinues to change no matter what words we human species throw at it for security. So it has all ways been. Ill fitting suits ov words, baggage and trivia shaping our immortal arrogance to absurd and useless dimensions. We squabble, wage war, define and separate our Selves, and name our species, creating, wells, fences, earthquakes, and endless disasters with torrential downpours and tremors ov words. What a useless vessel we store our winter nourishment within. Is there a demon, a geni secreted within, surely not if a word or two release it. Power yes, power hidden, butter not by these words, not by these bindings that sterilise our process and progress towards balance and coumpassion. It is not an accident thee most holy order is silent. Huh! My self, a wordsman, a wordsman too...and wordless E breathe and thee breath goes inside me and finds no person to enwrap and keep safe, vouch safe my spirit, wraithlike, there is no one at home, only thee many stifled by my acceptance ov words, my compliance with an illusion ov control. Breath, oh breath, struggling asthmatic for a pretence ov thee naming that gives childlike safety to our illusion. Searching through me was nothing, and thee breath returned as a tear, a tear so embarassed to admit its being, that it couldn’t make corporeal it’s TIME. Trapped like a THOUGHT, that inviolate hallucination that has no density or manifestation in any matter, trapped thus my breath ebbed and died, wordless, cordless and adrift, finally back to thee sense most original, thee sense ov value lost precisely as recognized. There, there in a sky thee light scares and burns, and thee ancient mouths scream and demand order, and shelter, and in those burning bushes, are hidden thee words that destroy us and make us wholly unuseable to change, and thus to TIME. You may ask, why so much ov words to refute words? Why so much poesie to say, how sad, distraught, stunned, beautified, reminded and ill thee thought ov your owned illness made me feel? You know, E can’t answer that really, really E can’t. It’s thee weigh E all ways go when E go inside, when E offer my heart to a friend without protection or price. E choke on words and feel blessed by them. When E have to be ME, me, me just with YOU, E can do this no other weigh, just speak, speak thee blood music coursing that joins us in bewildering uselessness, and as epitaph to being here. We conjoin through these batterings ov impotent labelling, naming,naming,naming until we drop with power and gasp for forgiveness for ever assuming a name could be. Thee million names ov God,ess,ha, sure buddy, a million names can contain thee absolute, no problem. A million names, and a few more and we’ve got it all locked up son.No prob. See that ship out there, approaching at earth-seeding speed to make consciousness a thing ov thee past? Watch this! “ Hey, ultimate ineffable power seed” No answer.Wordless and aweless, that which points in every direction similtaneously has no language, “ Hows this ... for a name baby!” Thee seeding ov thee planet coumtinues, silence is seen as capitulation, victory is assured and thee worders ov our prison rush on to another seamless victory with that event, this event, thee slime mould that treats us to a second thought. We all ways cried, and sobbed, such useless shitty words. E was speachless, more shitty words. Suddenly, there is no thing to name, thee nameless has rushed in, in to our vacuum, surprised and stopped, wordless. And it won’t go away, thee fucker.This uselessness, won’t fuckin go, and what has value now for all, what are we fucking talking about? You feel, embarassed, dirty, mean, scared, absolutely useless and trivial, patronising, and empty. Yet there is so much fucking love inside you, so much fucking love you want to just becoum crying, and dying, and feeling lost and hurt and cheated, butter most ov all you want to absorb your friend inside and be their mother and their womb, and keep them safe forever, and nurse them with your breasts, back to child, safe, a lifetime still ahead, another moment, another chance to ditch all these words that all ways got in thee way ov saying “I LOVE YOU ”. E am crying now, that’s good, we can never cry enough, and people are more beautifull crying than in any other state. It doesn’t matter if its just self-pity, or pain at thee stealing ov our love by death and cruelty, by that without a NAME that we cannot control, that we all hate and fear so much. No orgasm ever met thee beauty ov a tear, and no tear ever got drowned by a word whatever we might think, and each time we are held in thee arms ov those we adore we are given more life than a single word could dream in its naming. Within all these arms, and tears, and breaths, and fears lie we thee people who fear so, and care so, and lose so, as thee callous naming never stops and ends in its most beloved words ov all war and death. Behold that ship ov seeding as it passes us in its silence, emits no thing and thus emits thee seeding, and thus we see and seeing we feel we must speak, but stop, say no thing, be seeded, breathe, and look away. If we see, we speak too easily, and speaking create endings, and thus coums our trap ov life, nature’s trick for those who seek no relationship with change. We are manifestations ov TIME, we coum from TIME, that which began thought and thus manifested thee physical, and here, being physical we spend TIME, we drench ourselves in two directions. We recall so deeply when as a tiniest vibrating momeant ov TIME, a molecular memory at best, we had infinity as a shroud that was constant as hell, and suddenly a name, a word surprises our reverie as a part ov TIME, that we stupidy named God and so caused “thee Fall”. BOOM! Here we coum, dragged screaming and kicking into a manifestly physical being. Momentarily outside thee womb ov TIME. Living goddamit, like it or not. What do they say? “What are you going to call it then?” BOOM! We’re finished. They’ve named us. We have been limited absolutely now. No chance. Just stuck with working it through until we can return back into TIME. Where we can never end, never be limited, never be lost, be within and a part ov everything, everyone, every every that ever happened, or didn’t happen, or neither, or all, or mystery, mystery, mystical, mystical, illumination, revelation, clap, trap, reality, illusion, hallucination, speculation, theory,dreery,leery,bleary eyed your tears,my tears,tears ov christ,tears ov,thee tears,thee sadness,thee aweful,crying shame ov giving all this stupid fucking shit a bloody NAME! Coumtimes, training, stoicism, unfamiliarity,we just cling tighter to thee steering wheel. Unable to open up right then. It can’t be true. It never can be true. How can anything this useless ever be true. Suddenly, we are here, within this story, blessed with a truth and a trust. Awakened to thee most basic ov sensations, re-minded and re-wounded.



E am burned out . E don’t know to who E am speaking , who E am speaking . So much weirdness suddenly, so much kick back by thee enemies ov life. Weird. Scary. Useless. Within these circles ov fire, screaming words to make thee sun rise each morning, thee moon light thee nights, thee animals breed to give food and warmth, thee women to fall pregnant by most peculiar sorcery, within these circles ov brutality, fired up to perfection by screaming, remains thee most silent seeding ship ov all. TIME. E don’t know what kind ov sense is made. These “words” were for and from you. They serve no conceived, advance purpose, E watched your face in my eyes, til E could hardly see thee keys for tears, and thus thee key is tears. E hope E do not give only sadness, E hope E give a piece ov my Self, that was coumhow yours, for from thee thought ov you it came. E will write more lucidly soon.







INSTRUCTIONS:



“to be read aloud, very loud, repeatedly, until unable to continue through exhaustion.”

TAKE AS DIRECTED...


Genesis Breyer P-orridge CALIFORNIA 1994

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Quotes: on Pandrogeny

From Nov 2010 Self-titled mag interview
AL: I remember you talking about these paintings from Medieval times that depicted Jesus as a hermaphrodite?


GPO: No, no, God, Adam and Eve. All the original paintings that we know of of the Garden of Eden depict God, Adam and Eve as hermaphrodites. Quite literally. And they were around around the time of the Holy Roman Empire destroying the Cathars, the heretics in the South of France, because they knew about the Virgin Mary being there. And the witches, because they knew all about pagan knowledge and medicine and so on, they were also destroying all the paintings. It was a coup. The Roman Catholic Church did a European coup which was very successful…The divine state has to be both. It can’t be binary; it has to be unity.

THE LADY JAYE TRIBUTE ZONE

Over the past few weeks, Gen and I have collaborated on This very special section on Thee Archive. A very special tribute zone to a very special person...Lady Jaye. This section will evolve as we go on as we add more thoughts, photos and videos of the Life of Lady Jaye.


Gen's Tribute:
For Jaye's memorial we co-created a documentary movie of H/ir life and times INCLUDING her performances with Black Lips Theater Cult, as a founding member of Jackie 60 House Of Domination ( her name in that troupe was Miss Schecky and s/he and Marti Domination co-created the now legedary performance style of "METHOD GOGO") It also has footage of her modelling Miss Kitty Boots Constructions on the pre-Fashion Week catwalks. It has her acting in movies by Laura Parnes "NO MEANS NO" about a cult of teenage "Mansonesque" punk girl killers inspired and controlled BY the Lady Jaye character. And runs through to her "dropping her body" and the funeral. All the soundtrack is either the plays, performances, films and fashion shows OR real phone messages that we'd BOTH save in the days all answering machines used cassette tapes so we kept EVERY message we left each other from the day we met in 1993 until we were able to LIVE together full time after the horrendous fire that destroyed Harry Houdini's old Mansion in Laurel Canyon in Los Angeles in 1995.

As soon as s/he heard we were in intensive care, having been classified "dead" after a post-reconstructive surgery pulmonary embolism, Lady Jaye simply packed up all s/he could fit in a rentavan and drove across the USA non-stop to be with and take care of my physical and mental rehabilitation. Without a minute's hesitation, when s/he heard how close s/he came to physically losing me, s/he committed her SELF UNCONDITIONALLY to be with me, to love me, to inspire and change me...as s/he said once to me, "Because you can't be trusted to stay alive and do all the work you have to do on your own. It's clearly MY primary job to keep you ALIVE!!!"


Here is thee entirety of Gen's memorial movie to Lady Jaye, in two parts.







Lady Jaye,then known as Shecky Domination on the left...

Genesis and Jaye met each other in 1993 on West 23rd Street in the dungeon of a mutual friend, writer Terence Sellers. “I’d crashed on the floor and woke up the next morning and saw through the doorway a tall slim and beautiful woman in a Brian Jones haircut and 1960s style jeans, smoking a cigarette.” Although friends warned her Genesis was “bad news,” it was love at first sight for both.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

New OTTT Message Gen has asked me to share with you! Read and Discuss!

This is part of a message to OTTT member Jescie that Genesis asked me to share with you all!


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Setting up autonomous OTTT coum=unities that will withstand thee couming implosion ov linear T.I.M.E., AND thee inevitable social fragmentation that will also occur that are founded on CREATION ... TRUST ... LOYALTY ... CHIVALRY (also read RESPECT for that one proposed by Lady Jaye)...SHARED RESOURCES and PANDROGENY; is and all wys HAS been thee ultimate goal of THEE ONE TRUE TOPI TRIBE. (sorry that was a long sentence). Thee OTTT and TOPI was ALL ways secreted within T.O.P.Y. and was all ways intended to resurface at an appropriate Occultural Momeant.

That is NOW! And thee disconcert ov PTV3 last December 23rd 2010 (thee first day ov thee TOPI New Y-ERA) was thee declaration ov UNITY OV INTENT !!!

That was why all thee members of this current incarnation ov PTV3 were wearint thee OTTT PATCHES on thee back ov their denim cut-off "vests", as they are called, in thee USA, or "waistcoats" as we call them in Blighty. Whether you choose denim, and add your own Individual accessories as well, or choose black leather and add your own Individual accessories OR if you cut down any other garment that allows free arms by cutting off thee sleeves...as long as I.T. is a cut-off/cut-up I.T. is a declaration ov intentional connection to thee OTTT. We will ask Jacurutu3 to set up a photo gallery/zone to display all photos ov Individuals and groups ov Individuals wearing their OTTT "colors/patches". Both fronts and backs please. We also want photo files ov all related tattoos, especially Psychick Cross tattoos and scarifications.

My coumputer skills are weak, so we apologise in advance for asking, can YOU make sure this email circulates to everyone? We want you ALL to know that thee OTTT is thee project closest to my heart and Lady Jaye's heart too. Thee response we have already had is very encouraging. But NEVER forget, WE are deadly serious about setting up new and varied templates and experimental ways ov BEING dedicated to CHANGE and EVOLUTION.

Thee ideas ov Brion Gysin and William S. Burroughs have been central in our adventure of and with L-if-E. But there are all ways more ways. Any wise sentence, thought or essay, or recorded conversation that contributes towards our building ov fresh examples ov BEING are invaluable and important. What WORKS is what we seek, for thee motivation ov our human species to EVOLVE towards be-couming a humanE species.

VIVA LA EVOLUTION !
Lady Jaye and Genesis
BREYER P-ORRIDGE
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There you have it! Let us see your OTTT "colors/patches and related body art.Send pictures to me and i will set up this special zone for OTTT memebers!

Garry/Jacurutu3

http://genesisporridgearchive.blogspot.com/