PROPITIATION, noun

1. The act of gaining or regaining the favour or good will of someone or something you have no hope of understanding.

2. A willing sacrifice that leaves you giddy with excitement, trembling with fear, and with absolutely no idea or concern about the consequences of your actions.

WHAT IF WE ARE BORING THE GODS? What if we're wrong in our certainty, and the Titans of Olympus and the Ladies of the Soil and the Djinns of the Sand haven’t been digitised and monetised into nothingness? What if they’ve turned their faces away from us because we’re just not interesting anymore?

And what if that changed?

What if we got a laugh from on High, or a head-cock from down Low, or a whisper from the ragged woman who squeezes between the walls? What if we lit a fire that burned so keenly that They noticed us again? What if we lusted until we throbbed and pulsed and They reached out their hands to touch us? What if we screamed up at Them with blood and tobacco and belladonna on our gums and They came to meet us in battle, thunderbolts in hand?

What would happen then?

Why don’t we find out?

How to propitiate

Let us tell stories. Not stories about politics—stories that boil the blood into steam. Not stories about the right movements of perverts—stories about perversion itself. Not old stories and not new stories—real stories. Not fiction and not journalism—only the most dubious of truths.

Let us have no limits and no common sense. Let us forgo productisation in favour of making the best thing possible. Let us ignore the industry at the same time as we rob it blind. Let us bleed and sweat and spill fluids down our bodies. Let us not, just for the one lifetime, be fucking boring.