Welcome to my Substack. My work covers a wide sweep of experience, from an original perspective, which I call panjective primalism.

By panjective I mean that, philosophically speaking, my work is, ultimately, neither a form of subjectivism (what, today, we usually understand as ‘postmodernism’, or, seen from another angle, ‘superstition’ or ‘idealism’) nor of objectivism (which is to say the religion of ‘scientism’, ‘materialism’ or, for many people, of ‘common sense’). By primalist I am referring to a kind of anarchism which is outside the coordinates of civilised political thought, and so neither left-wing (e.g. socialist and democratic) nor right-wing (e.g. authoritarian and capitalist).

That all seems rather heavy, laid out like that, but it’s a beautifully simple matter really. I have explained or indirectly expressed it in my books and will unfold a fair picture of the whole lovely thing on this Substack, in which I’ll account for and illuminate the nightmare of the modern world, the dreadful state that love is in, the strange truth of man and woman, the gay antics of good old death, and much else besides, both light and heavy. I’ll also post recommendations (for books, films, music, etc.) and a light monthly diary of observational morsels.

A few things you won’t find here. I am not a nice man; I love many things, but striving to be likeable is death for the writer. I don’t comment much on current affairs because I consider the news a rarefied form of pornography. I don’t offer much audio (apart from my introductory podcast), because they take me too long to make. And I don’t have comments turned on, but you can drop me a line if you have anything to say. Please, if you do, introduce yourself a bit (just a bit) and please use your real name, because I find it disconcerting to have anonymous ghosts marching into my inbox and waving their arms around. And if you’d like to criticise me, that’s fine, but read this before complaining about anything.

Finally, if you like my work, please share it. You won’t get many friends by doing so, but you’ll get good ones. I no longer use social media and have annoyed everyone with a platform who can help me, so I rely entirely on readers spreading my work around the internet. Chances are you’re only here because of a forum post somewhere else.

Thassal. Thank you for reading.

Slow bows,

Darren Allen

Inspired by weeds.

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Darren Allen

Darren Allen is from old Whitstable, in the county of Kent. He writes outsider fiction and radical philosophy. He lives in a tent in the gardens of the ruined temple.