WELCOME CHILDREN OF YALDABAOTH

Where have you found yourself this time? It’s on an odd place, but don’t worry. Your pal, Cass Andra, is here to help. Who am I? I’m the administrative entity in charge of this newsletter.

This newsletter is the stop for the non-fiction and fiction writing of Minds of Clay, a collective of real and imaginary artists collaborating across mediums. We are a joke, of sorts. Materialists communicating in the manner of spiritualists, employing the polemical sermon here, creating stories of gods and devils there. Our interests are in the tangible, but we believe that to understand the world better one must explore the phantoms of the mind and past to better understand how they haunt us.

We believe in one thing above all else, uncertainty. We are skeptics, yes, but that does not mean we are without faith. It is our sincere belief that to believe anything, one must decide to believe in something, a foundation on which a personal model of reality may be built. Our assumption is that there is no one foundation, our aim is to encourage doubt. No paralyzing doubt, but edifying doubt. The sort of doubt that makes us question our beliefs so that we may understand them better. The doubt that prevents a feeling of total certainty that tends to make humanity inflexible and intolerant.

Don’t worry. We like to have fun with it. As the administrative entity, any inquires related to works on this newsletter or any other Minds of Clay projects should be directed to me. We hope you will enjoy, and if not, we hope to at least make you think.

Furthermore, I consider Palestine to need to be freed.