Category Archives: EleMentalism
The Great Vision
As ripples emanate from the splash of a stone in the water, my signal echoes out through rivers of time from its point of origin: the solar eclipse of December 21st, 2012. The universe cycles in its unfolding, and great … Continue reading
The Citygod
“The problem of relating to a place’s spirit or alternatively bringing a spiritual reality to a particular place is yet to be understood in the sphere of religious thought. That a fundamental element of religion is an intimate relationship with … Continue reading
A Case for the Digital Turntable
First let me lay down my Turntablism philosophy. Now, I never scratched a record in my life, but I’m deep in the Air element if you get my dillz. If you’re a DJ repping elemental, you must spin wax. No … Continue reading
Spirit Element Funk
Dreamtime, how they’ve crushed you in this grid. The spirit resides now in baubles and branding, all built upon destruction and cruelty. Machine consciousness as Antichrist. The unseen devil. Still, the gods live and transform. The spirit abides, beyond timesuits … Continue reading
Fire Element Funk
Rape talk chatter flows and product endorsements. Matrix voices and mass hypnosis. Candles at a funeral. Truth lies in the coffin wrapped in a flag that reads “The Real Hip Hop is Over Here.” Money cultism. Bully culture. The ignorance … Continue reading
Water Element Funk
Fluid movement of infinite possibility, locked down by screenminds and X-generational copies. Snore and thumbs down on fakers. Humans dance passion and life. RoboNoids drop the previously-seen-on. You may have seen the humans and sneered. You’ve probably seen the roboNoids … Continue reading
Air Element Funk
Static buzz, high frequency whine. Roaring engine drones, skybuzzers and metal zoom pods. Talking head hypno-voice. Scratching an imprint into my mind through my ears and skin. Childhood memories of the sick feeling the news anchor monotone leaves in my … Continue reading
Earth Element Funk
I refuse to watch the screen tell me who I am through the mouth of an image. Whose voice do they speak with? Who are these people? What is this fucking screen, and why is it everywhere? Is there a … Continue reading
