Raven Mack is creating digital shards & IRL mosaic or wonderful nonsense gibberish
21

patrons

$178
per month
There’s no real way to pigeonhole (what the fuck is a “pigeon hole” anyways?) what it is I do as a creative person. I have called myself and been referred to by others as a writer, an artist, a rapper, philosopher, poet, and all of that sort of morphed together in the current online bio I use where I say I am a mystic poet-philosopher. But all current online bios are complete bullshit for the most part. What I am is something real, and always changing, and not really that easy to find a pigeon hole and stuff it in there.
Historically, I have been a non-traditional publisher, putting out my own zines, books, throwing things up inside the internet in my long-running website (www.rojonekku.com, or www.ravenmack.com) in a constant and varied frenzy of self-expression. I simultaneously love the immediate freedom of the digital realm (and have been stabbing it with my writings since the early days of an internet) but also hate how unreal that digital realm feels sometimes. My inclination is to say “fake” but that’s not really the proper term, so unreal works better.
What I do through Rojonekku Word Fighting Arts is my work, meaning it is what I love to do. It is constantly evolving, and I’ve never really been able to fully embrace my work because there’s always this notion of somehow a meritocracy exists and you are supposed to be rewarded for your work if it is good, so long as it fits the accepted pigeonholes of artistic tradition. The strange thing about that is there is a longer tradition of artistic self-expression in whatever the fuck form that explodes out people’s heart as than there is a tradition of getting paid for it. Even this constant notion I’ve had that, if I am a writer I have to write a novel is kinda ridiculous, because novels are fairly young form of writing in the grand scheme of things. But they fit the free market fetish system pretty well.

If you choose to support whatever it is I am doing, thank you. If you have supported in the past, thank you. It is all very much appreciated. I know I’m a chaotic mess of creative explosions, but that’s a direct result of the totality of who I am – the complete Raven Mack, working to be holistic as fuck without any fucks given for those that would use any devil metrics to deny me validation as a human being manifesting the southern gothic futurism that is in my heart, and that my eyes have seen, deeply. So if you step into this thing to see what it’s about, Welcome to Dirtrock.

Current projects at this patreon: Sporadic Mixtape/Podcast. Daily Top Ten list. Access to unpublished poems as I attempt to be A LEGITIMATE POET (lol). Plus other unexplainable and unpredictable but beautiful shit.
Tiers
Dirtrock Gibberish Out-of-Towner
$1 or more per month 8 patrons
Access to all posts at Dirtrock and Raven Mack world, in its expanding entirety, as it expands, which will never be entire, bc universe don't work that way. But this'll be specific shit for Dirtrock, like FB group, and whatever else digital with doors, plus access to all these posts. Also ability to purchase zines for shipping only. Plus occasional postcard. And one chance at monthly railroad spike per dollar pledged.
Dirtrock Gibberish Kinfolk
$10 or more per month 6 patrons
At $10 per month level, you become known in Dirtrock. All the accesses above, but also you'll get postcards with tanka from Dirtrock multiple times a year, as it happens. Plus you get zines when they are made.
Dirtrock Gibberish Kinfolk Cookout Peeps
$30 or more per month 3 patrons
Same as above, but also you get free electronic copies of whatever ebooks I put out. Plus you can "holla at your boy dirtgod" because I'll give you one of my phone numbers for contact, because I enjoy talking with people more than talking at them. But if you get weird, I'm switching my sim card out again.
Goals
$178 of $300 per month
Weekly video updates from Dirtrock, well about Dirtrock, because I don't want to actually show people where Dirtrock is because then they'll all start trying to go there and screw it up for the people who already there.
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There’s no real way to pigeonhole (what the fuck is a “pigeon hole” anyways?) what it is I do as a creative person. I have called myself and been referred to by others as a writer, an artist, a rapper, philosopher, poet, and all of that sort of morphed together in the current online bio I use where I say I am a mystic poet-philosopher. But all current online bios are complete bullshit for the most part. What I am is something real, and always changing, and not really that easy to find a pigeon hole and stuff it in there.
Historically, I have been a non-traditional publisher, putting out my own zines, books, throwing things up inside the internet in my long-running website (www.rojonekku.com, or www.ravenmack.com) in a constant and varied frenzy of self-expression. I simultaneously love the immediate freedom of the digital realm (and have been stabbing it with my writings since the early days of an internet) but also hate how unreal that digital realm feels sometimes. My inclination is to say “fake” but that’s not really the proper term, so unreal works better.
What I do through Rojonekku Word Fighting Arts is my work, meaning it is what I love to do. It is constantly evolving, and I’ve never really been able to fully embrace my work because there’s always this notion of somehow a meritocracy exists and you are supposed to be rewarded for your work if it is good, so long as it fits the accepted pigeonholes of artistic tradition. The strange thing about that is there is a longer tradition of artistic self-expression in whatever the fuck form that explodes out people’s heart as than there is a tradition of getting paid for it. Even this constant notion I’ve had that, if I am a writer I have to write a novel is kinda ridiculous, because novels are fairly young form of writing in the grand scheme of things. But they fit the free market fetish system pretty well.

If you choose to support whatever it is I am doing, thank you. If you have supported in the past, thank you. It is all very much appreciated. I know I’m a chaotic mess of creative explosions, but that’s a direct result of the totality of who I am – the complete Raven Mack, working to be holistic as fuck without any fucks given for those that would use any devil metrics to deny me validation as a human being manifesting the southern gothic futurism that is in my heart, and that my eyes have seen, deeply. So if you step into this thing to see what it’s about, Welcome to Dirtrock.

Current projects at this patreon: Sporadic Mixtape/Podcast. Daily Top Ten list. Access to unpublished poems as I attempt to be A LEGITIMATE POET (lol). Plus other unexplainable and unpredictable but beautiful shit.

Recent posts by Raven Mack

Tiers
Dirtrock Gibberish Out-of-Towner
$1 or more per month 8 patrons
Access to all posts at Dirtrock and Raven Mack world, in its expanding entirety, as it expands, which will never be entire, bc universe don't work that way. But this'll be specific shit for Dirtrock, like FB group, and whatever else digital with doors, plus access to all these posts. Also ability to purchase zines for shipping only. Plus occasional postcard. And one chance at monthly railroad spike per dollar pledged.
Dirtrock Gibberish Kinfolk
$10 or more per month 6 patrons
At $10 per month level, you become known in Dirtrock. All the accesses above, but also you'll get postcards with tanka from Dirtrock multiple times a year, as it happens. Plus you get zines when they are made.
Dirtrock Gibberish Kinfolk Cookout Peeps
$30 or more per month 3 patrons
Same as above, but also you get free electronic copies of whatever ebooks I put out. Plus you can "holla at your boy dirtgod" because I'll give you one of my phone numbers for contact, because I enjoy talking with people more than talking at them. But if you get weird, I'm switching my sim card out again.