Hekter back in the Default World
September/30/2008 Filed in:
back in the default
world
Hhhmmnnnaah-
Instead of processing my playa time through sleep deprived saucy slang and freshly roasted thought pockets, I have found myself entangled in pure cordtitude - obsessed with alternative media and battling to just get the lil' digital tidbits tamed into their perspective corners. My digital realm has really become incredibly complicated, especially since dropping my computer on it's hard drive... now it's a special needs tablet and I'm fresh out of meds. Layers of cords for all types of electronic madness become vague in their functionality and mock me in my oneness. Perseverance will prevail and Hekter Vision will be born... even if I have to get cesarean section on it's ass.
Re-integration has been but a speed bump upon return this year, mainly just traffically confused. My habitat is clearly the side streets and back alleys. Spose' that I've been burning up for over a month now and the next chapter is the culmination of it all - Earth Dance! Possibly the final summer festival for Hekter as he prepares himself with fresh mitten-wear for the upcoming blizzards of joy.
Instead of processing my playa time through sleep deprived saucy slang and freshly roasted thought pockets, I have found myself entangled in pure cordtitude - obsessed with alternative media and battling to just get the lil' digital tidbits tamed into their perspective corners. My digital realm has really become incredibly complicated, especially since dropping my computer on it's hard drive... now it's a special needs tablet and I'm fresh out of meds. Layers of cords for all types of electronic madness become vague in their functionality and mock me in my oneness. Perseverance will prevail and Hekter Vision will be born... even if I have to get cesarean section on it's ass.
Re-integration has been but a speed bump upon return this year, mainly just traffically confused. My habitat is clearly the side streets and back alleys. Spose' that I've been burning up for over a month now and the next chapter is the culmination of it all - Earth Dance! Possibly the final summer festival for Hekter as he prepares himself with fresh mitten-wear for the upcoming blizzards of joy.
My path has never been clearer ier than
ever and I have the answer to the collection of past moments and
future events: Hekter
Vision. Time to take
my pink wig, dj earmuffs, Yovanda my mental secretary & a small
camera crew around the festivals of the world. Wild on E!! This
shit will have to be cable or movied because I don't think Hekter
Vision can be edited and still have an ounce of meaning. All of my
writing, photography, random travels and apparent self-imposed
lunacy have been leading me down this trail... now it's a smooth
groove on the move!
Glow fur rabbit ears with built in carrot cam... Yovanda mounted to a fleshy hand piercing loop. DJ's, Dancers, Drugs, Dilerium, Delectable, Discombobulated, Dillusional. Art cars, prayer flags and el-wire... trails of breadclumps, raver fishin', urinal confessionals, human living tips... Beautiful women belly-dancing, Moroccon misfits, disco in 10 languages....
I ain't talking no Fanny Packston bullshit here, this is the real dank - fresh and live - boogers and all. Johnny Buckskin up to his chaps in faux fur and fine ass.
Therefore the burn was just a catalyst for juicing my soul sauce & mental floss. Playa lies dormant deep within my pores awaiting the crucial moment for exuding the time release formula. I will certainly meet some producers at Earth Dance that will be thrilled on the "Vision".
Apparently, Earth Dance is one of 55 festivals that happen simultaneously around the world. Sunday, there will be a prayer for peace at each of these festivals. Afterwards, the war-makers will feel a global tang of mourning and the seed of absurdity will be recognized in their evolving minds. One of the main founders of the peace prayer chooses to participate at Earth Dance each year. I am blessed and grateful for the opportunity to share my spirit in new meadows.
Most of my new Yovanda field notes are from San Fran folks... who all are going to be at Earth Dance. Am I on the brink of yet another tribe... if I ever make time to visit the city will I be able to resist the nectarific fairy traps? Certainly not!! How will I channel my joy of abundance? Pressing questions with pulling answers.
I have finally attained Mayan time, mentally of course. I will prepare a Mayan return party in 2012 at Priest Lake with my fuckleberry mojitos and special blends of the Cali-fari. They have been busy giving Cassiopeia the couch dance of her life... now Orion awakes to an extra dingle to his dangle.
Back to Flickrin' my Google bar over at Your Space after I pull a 5 foot You Tube and chip my Bluetooth.
If "Evolution" is truly the theme of next year's burn then can someone figure out how to run electronics without 4 cords a piece. Bluetooth is on the verge but seriously, these cords are really starting to fuck with me!!
Neptune has been a blast but it's time to get serious and set up a yurt... I don't see my treehouse ideas blossoming to fruition.
I think my next trip is to Mercury in a metabolic landcruiser made out of moop and belly lint. I have a feeling that is where all my socks and pant strings have exiled to.
Maybe that is where Hekter left Scottee on the last hot lap?
hhmm
in care of:
Yovanda McHekerten
Hekter McElliot
PS- I've got DVD's full of crazy shit I want to get out to the whole P-cubed tribe yet as previously mentioned early, my special needs computer is about to be dropped kicked into the gutter. Anyone have a good DVD burner that would be willing to burn around 20 dvd's (they fit onto the 4GB dvd's... cheap) and make sure they get to the crew?? I'll have a few down at earthdance so let me know if I can get some Northern help.
You all rock, I'm still trying to figure it all out... but not too hard!
Glow fur rabbit ears with built in carrot cam... Yovanda mounted to a fleshy hand piercing loop. DJ's, Dancers, Drugs, Dilerium, Delectable, Discombobulated, Dillusional. Art cars, prayer flags and el-wire... trails of breadclumps, raver fishin', urinal confessionals, human living tips... Beautiful women belly-dancing, Moroccon misfits, disco in 10 languages....
I ain't talking no Fanny Packston bullshit here, this is the real dank - fresh and live - boogers and all. Johnny Buckskin up to his chaps in faux fur and fine ass.
Therefore the burn was just a catalyst for juicing my soul sauce & mental floss. Playa lies dormant deep within my pores awaiting the crucial moment for exuding the time release formula. I will certainly meet some producers at Earth Dance that will be thrilled on the "Vision".
Apparently, Earth Dance is one of 55 festivals that happen simultaneously around the world. Sunday, there will be a prayer for peace at each of these festivals. Afterwards, the war-makers will feel a global tang of mourning and the seed of absurdity will be recognized in their evolving minds. One of the main founders of the peace prayer chooses to participate at Earth Dance each year. I am blessed and grateful for the opportunity to share my spirit in new meadows.
Most of my new Yovanda field notes are from San Fran folks... who all are going to be at Earth Dance. Am I on the brink of yet another tribe... if I ever make time to visit the city will I be able to resist the nectarific fairy traps? Certainly not!! How will I channel my joy of abundance? Pressing questions with pulling answers.
I have finally attained Mayan time, mentally of course. I will prepare a Mayan return party in 2012 at Priest Lake with my fuckleberry mojitos and special blends of the Cali-fari. They have been busy giving Cassiopeia the couch dance of her life... now Orion awakes to an extra dingle to his dangle.
Back to Flickrin' my Google bar over at Your Space after I pull a 5 foot You Tube and chip my Bluetooth.
If "Evolution" is truly the theme of next year's burn then can someone figure out how to run electronics without 4 cords a piece. Bluetooth is on the verge but seriously, these cords are really starting to fuck with me!!
Neptune has been a blast but it's time to get serious and set up a yurt... I don't see my treehouse ideas blossoming to fruition.
I think my next trip is to Mercury in a metabolic landcruiser made out of moop and belly lint. I have a feeling that is where all my socks and pant strings have exiled to.
Maybe that is where Hekter left Scottee on the last hot lap?
hhmm
in care of:
Yovanda McHekerten
Hekter McElliot
PS- I've got DVD's full of crazy shit I want to get out to the whole P-cubed tribe yet as previously mentioned early, my special needs computer is about to be dropped kicked into the gutter. Anyone have a good DVD burner that would be willing to burn around 20 dvd's (they fit onto the 4GB dvd's... cheap) and make sure they get to the crew?? I'll have a few down at earthdance so let me know if I can get some Northern help.
You all rock, I'm still trying to figure it all out... but not too hard!
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