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A different writer every week takes on the stars. What’s in store? Stay tuned...
Week of September 29-October 5
By True
Auspicious time for everything. Finally! This “year without vibe” has come into itself, and fast. Time’s dilating like a cartoon cannon before it fires, watch out. Prediction: Shoot into the fucking sun. To give a loose description of an experience and how the thing occurs—How thrilling! This is not a bad thing. No cowardice, weakness, scorn, or bitterness will prosper. Golden moment to be in it, wouldn’t you say?
Aries:
Someone’s got to drive the bus. Even drugged and blindfolded, you’re up to the task. “Keep your hands to yourself” hasn’t been serving you; Flail wildly. You don’t have to know which direction you’re pointing to take them there anyways—Whether they like it or not.
Taurus:
Sit a little less straighter. That weight you feel? It’s not a heaviness, but a fullness. And also it doesn’t have to be. What would you name the sensation of all those self-imposed layers slipping gently and correctly off of you? Barbara? Judith? Candy? It’s happening.
Gemini:
What do you call the precipice to an ascent? Your star’s so that which is not in decline. Don’t hide from it, or anything. Instead, let it surround and envelop you like the large warm arms of something massive and ancient. Remember: shooting stars might be rare, but they are real.
Cancer:
That paradigm shift really did occur this time. Why shouldn’t it? You might think you’re a machine, but you’re actually a network. Tap in. Mechanisms of function repetition can take all that you out of you, or they can give way to vast and glorious vistas, a la the oldest automatic machine: Erosion.
Leo:
A word: Combustion. Another would be ‘spasm’. The point is, these violent paroxysms of life-overdose and overdoing it do end eventually, and you’ve got to put some sort of something in place to be there when you do. Find the color of the times and fill a sketchpad with it.
Virgo:
The city’s feeling small again, like something that never should’ve been opened. Like the lovely spiral, turn in, and further in. Find warmth. Find organs. Find sticky things. Sticky bloody organs sticky rice, put some sticky rice in your bloody organs and stay home, call a phone sex line to fall asleep and don’t cry. The semester’s only just starting.
Libra:
What’s that in the air? Wait, that’s my job. Yours is to think about bodies. Celestial bodies, making shapes to take place just so as to arrange the “body” bodies into place around you. Gravity exists just for this, bringing things into orbit for better and you can move on, but why would you?
Scorpio:
You’re close, even if you don’t quite know what that means. The surface is a place you can locate and you’re there baby. But think for a second what it would feel like to just go under, all the way, and drown in it. What would fill up your lungs, aside from the joyous peace of finality. Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing. And on the other side, down West Street all the way to the bridge…
Sagittarius:
Grow up. Everyone’s waiting. Well you’re already doing it, but it isn’t enough. You’ve been lost in the momentary dazzling, but consider that there really is a future and you have to go there. What is it you’re always saying about the ecstasy and agony of being?
Capricorn:
Sound effect of a cracking whip. But really, the whole control thing is getting out of hand. It’s infuriating everyone around you, though, that it all just keeps working out for you. Nothing bad ever happens. What if you used your power for good? Gentleness, grace, etc. Something vital got lost somewhere, and you don’t remember. But, like the dutch angle, free your expectations of a Center and you get much closer this way. Get out of your head out of your head out out!!!!
Aquarius:
Holy shit are you fucking lucid. This is an incredible time for spectacular feeling. The Master’s hands take tasks on Earth, perform miraculous feats. How to go deeper? What if all this wasn’t enough? Well, there are always signs and symbols. Just breathe and keep “doing you” I don’t fucking know.
Pisces:
What you’re doing is important. You are “seen” and “valid” or whatever. But it’s important to note that structures are reliant on the frameworks in place to support them. Lean in, or on, all that shit you’ve made for yourself, then let the eyes flutter softly and girl get some goddamn sleep. Time for catharsis, complete release. Get rid of this concreteness in your being. Things can be other things.
By True
Auspicious time for everything. Finally! This “year without vibe” has come into itself, and fast. Time’s dilating like a cartoon cannon before it fires, watch out. Prediction: Shoot into the fucking sun. To give a loose description of an experience and how the thing occurs—How thrilling! This is not a bad thing. No cowardice, weakness, scorn, or bitterness will prosper. Golden moment to be in it, wouldn’t you say?
Aries:
Someone’s got to drive the bus. Even drugged and blindfolded, you’re up to the task. “Keep your hands to yourself” hasn’t been serving you; Flail wildly. You don’t have to know which direction you’re pointing to take them there anyways—Whether they like it or not.
Taurus:
Sit a little less straighter. That weight you feel? It’s not a heaviness, but a fullness. And also it doesn’t have to be. What would you name the sensation of all those self-imposed layers slipping gently and correctly off of you? Barbara? Judith? Candy? It’s happening.
Gemini:
What do you call the precipice to an ascent? Your star’s so that which is not in decline. Don’t hide from it, or anything. Instead, let it surround and envelop you like the large warm arms of something massive and ancient. Remember: shooting stars might be rare, but they are real.
Cancer:
That paradigm shift really did occur this time. Why shouldn’t it? You might think you’re a machine, but you’re actually a network. Tap in. Mechanisms of function repetition can take all that you out of you, or they can give way to vast and glorious vistas, a la the oldest automatic machine: Erosion.
Leo:
A word: Combustion. Another would be ‘spasm’. The point is, these violent paroxysms of life-overdose and overdoing it do end eventually, and you’ve got to put some sort of something in place to be there when you do. Find the color of the times and fill a sketchpad with it.
Virgo:
The city’s feeling small again, like something that never should’ve been opened. Like the lovely spiral, turn in, and further in. Find warmth. Find organs. Find sticky things. Sticky bloody organs sticky rice, put some sticky rice in your bloody organs and stay home, call a phone sex line to fall asleep and don’t cry. The semester’s only just starting.
Libra:
What’s that in the air? Wait, that’s my job. Yours is to think about bodies. Celestial bodies, making shapes to take place just so as to arrange the “body” bodies into place around you. Gravity exists just for this, bringing things into orbit for better and you can move on, but why would you?
Scorpio:
You’re close, even if you don’t quite know what that means. The surface is a place you can locate and you’re there baby. But think for a second what it would feel like to just go under, all the way, and drown in it. What would fill up your lungs, aside from the joyous peace of finality. Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing. And on the other side, down West Street all the way to the bridge…
Sagittarius:
Grow up. Everyone’s waiting. Well you’re already doing it, but it isn’t enough. You’ve been lost in the momentary dazzling, but consider that there really is a future and you have to go there. What is it you’re always saying about the ecstasy and agony of being?
Capricorn:
Sound effect of a cracking whip. But really, the whole control thing is getting out of hand. It’s infuriating everyone around you, though, that it all just keeps working out for you. Nothing bad ever happens. What if you used your power for good? Gentleness, grace, etc. Something vital got lost somewhere, and you don’t remember. But, like the dutch angle, free your expectations of a Center and you get much closer this way. Get out of your head out of your head out out!!!!
Aquarius:
Holy shit are you fucking lucid. This is an incredible time for spectacular feeling. The Master’s hands take tasks on Earth, perform miraculous feats. How to go deeper? What if all this wasn’t enough? Well, there are always signs and symbols. Just breathe and keep “doing you” I don’t fucking know.
Pisces:
What you’re doing is important. You are “seen” and “valid” or whatever. But it’s important to note that structures are reliant on the frameworks in place to support them. Lean in, or on, all that shit you’ve made for yourself, then let the eyes flutter softly and girl get some goddamn sleep. Time for catharsis, complete release. Get rid of this concreteness in your being. Things can be other things.
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Ehics like something that could be there but isn’t. Ethics like how you should be can do act relate and are. Ethics like a problem or something. Ethics like God or culture or society I guess. Society if acknowledgement of lack of meaning society if lack society. Society if lack. And stuff like that. Imagine lack. Imagine building a statue of it or taking a picture or putting it in the freezer. How would it look like frozen? How could you break off a chunk and give it to your friend and put it in a glass? What would you pour over it? Diet cranberry juice? Yummmmyyyyyy. But so yeah its like that or like the things around other things. It’s a magazine just so you know.
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