Black Seed: Not on Any Map: Indigenous Anarchy in an Anti-Political World

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Black Seed
Not on Any Map
Indigenous Anarchy in an
Anti-political World
writings from Black Seed,
a journal of green and
indigenous anarchy, and beyond
with an introduction
by Klee Benally
i Indigenous Anarchism is a Collect Call
x Intro from some Black Seed editors
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1 Locating an Indigenous Anarchism -Aragom!
16 A Non-European Anarchism -Aragom!
33 Black Kitty Conspiracy for Another World:
Deconstructing Anarchism, Settler
Colonization, and Anti-Blackness - Edxi
41 Unknowable: Against an Indigenous
Anarchist Theory - Klee
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81 Welcome to Black Seed, issue 1
85 Black Seed: An Old Green Anarchy
98 Without Words: A New (old) GA-Aragom!
104 Editorial, issue 7
107 Answers to Questions Not Asked:
Anarchists & Anthropology -Aragom!
125 Nihilist Animism -Aragom!
131 Do Ants Dream of Domestication? -Aragom!
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141 The Erotic Life of Stones -
Dominique and Soren
151 Speech of the Nameless -
Dominique and Soren
168 There's No Place to Go -
interview with Dominique
195 Post Indian Aphorisms - Dominique
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203 There's a Twitter for That -Aragom!
214 Whatever Veganism -Aragom!
229 Voting Isn't Harm Reduction - Klee
252 By All Means, Anti-Politics - Mike
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259 Indigenous Anarchist Convergence
report back - Klee
274 Fire Walk with Me: IAC report back 2
- anonymous
278 Rethinking the Apocalypse - anonymous
286 Stand-up to be Performed at the
Next Disaster - Skoden

Introduction
Indigenous Anarchism is a collect call
For what it is worth we will have to establish a way
to live that is both indigenous, which is to say of the
land that we are actually on, and anarchist, which is
to say without authoritarian constraint.
Aragorn!
Part 1: A is not for Artifice
Leftist Indigenous academics have been champing
at the bit. Radical publishers have been whipping up
proposals like jockeys enthusiastic to run the hob­
byhorse of their idea of Indigenous Anarchy into
the ground. We heard the clamoring. They knocked
on our door. They reeked of espresso, baked bread,
and burning plastic.
They will run their races without us.
Part 2: A reluctant history of Indigenous Anarchism,
telephoned-in
It is written in barely-legible spray paint. It is In­
digenous urban youth raised in punk scenes. It was
fed a steady diet of zines and food, not bombs. It
sat through endless study groups and occasionally
volunteered at infoshops.
It sewed patches with dental floss. It drank it­
self to death. It played yoyo. It said "fuck you and
your white dreadlock-wearing banjo-playing dog­
ma." It wore nihilism on its sleeve. It played with
Stimer. It laughed at Marxists. It stole enough to
satisfy youthful reparations. It dumpster dived. It
locked down and got arrested. It fought cops and
neo-Nazis. It wrote a regrettable letter to Kaczyn­
sky. It painted banners. It overstayed its welcome.
It rabidly celebrated autonomy while dreaming
dreams of ancestors. It didn't work. It talked about
consensus and debated voting. It organized ben­
efit concerts. It laughed at the folly of dismissive
white anarchists who thought their lame critiques
of nationalism could be imposed on Indigenous life
ways. It dropped out. It slept on couches and under
bridges. It hitchhiked across Turtle Island. It didn't
name itself. It didn't need to.
On the outside it was chameleon to counter/sub­
cultural phenomenon.
On the inside, it was hyper-self-aware in the
milieu of whiteness, politics, and adjectives. Liv­
ing on or off the Rez.
It found voice in rare instances.
Some years ago, Zig Zag, a frontline Indigenous
tactician and strategist, wrote a zine and unapolo­
getically stated that they were a nihilist.
Some years ago, an urban Indigenous vegan
punk/street philosopher wrote two essays, one for
a publication dedicated to the downfall of civiliza­
tion. His name was Aragom!
Some years ago, an Indigenous agitator, while
imprisoned, rubbed two words together like sticks
and made a fire. His name was Rob.
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Some years ago, a young Yaqui Earth Firster!
sunk a ship and liberated a diary from a museum
display. His name was Rod.
Some years ago, a group formed as a reaction to
overbearing whiteness circled with an A. It pushed,
pulled, gnashed, and shrank after it was done writh­
ing. It was named Anarchist People of Color.
Some years ago, Anarchist bookfairs decided
to listen while not listening to Indigenous Peoples.
Recently a newspaper changed its tagline from "A
Journal of Green Anarchy" to "A Journal of Indig­
enous Anarchy." Recently a social media federation
was formed. Recently a convergence was held.
This barely amounts to a glorified social media post.
My younger self would be frustrated with this trun­
cated narrative. You're welcome.
Part 3: The haunting
There's an insatiable longing to fill a hole the size
of a great forgetting. It is a hole punched through
memories turned to millions of ghosts and buffalo
skulls. It is a longing that found itself in the vise
of dead white minds and the mass graveyard they
call history. Its geography lies somewhere between
the dissecting and dreaming words of Godwin,
Goldman, and Proudhon. Though enamored by the
phrase, "Anarchy is order without power," and the
principles of Direct Action, Mutual Aid, and Volun­
tary Association, the longing (our longing) refused
to be haunted by these ghosts. We were quick to
realize that they are not our ancestors and we are
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