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Prison Blog

In which Possum recounts his experiences as an offender in the system.

Possum Bones is autistic. He has identified as a dirty kid in the past, and he’s attended multiple rainbow gatherings. He has several years left to serve in the Washington Correctional system.

He has been making art since he could sit up. He communicates better in writing than speech. If you are interested in the experience of an autistic person doing prison time, check out his Prison Blog. If you are a fan of comic art, underground/outsider music, Lovecraft, Clarke Ashton Smith, Murakami, Cixui Liu, etc.

Nihilism and Mysticism: Follow Up 9/4/18

Regarding my feelings about Espand, Jurema, Harmaline, and other power plants. For a long time I’ve had a loose (failed) policy that it’s best I not speak of or try to unpack my feelings and experiences, for the following reasons: I inevitably end up feeling my attempts to discuss, write about, relate insights, were inadequate to a degree which frustrates me and makes me feel foolish. And secondly…supposing I’m onto something and because of that it’s best not to talk about it? Supposing my hesitance to let loose is keeping my mind safe? Look at Jay. That shit is scary. Part of me thinks: “There but for the grace of god” am I as the saying goes.

Then again, I’m in jail, so…

Maybe I’m just afraid to hear myself sound stupid.

Maybe there’s some cosmic unspoken rule I’d break by allowing myself to open up “spiritually” that only a novice magician would break, or maybe I’m just afraid of becoming one of those depressing, washed up types when I find out I was wrong, like an ex-member of a stupid religion. Or maybe I just know that, spirituality or not, I’ll never get anywhere trying to figure out the mystery of plants and men.

Elisa Carlson