Jun 30, 2009

Why We Fight

So we've crossed our River Jordan, and already the gay meme is expressing a certain "militance". Dan Savage likens us to Jews in his latest article in the Stranger - My Kinky Normal Life:

The gays, according to [Sally] Kern, had a secret plan to convince the world that homosexuality is a "superior lifestyle." (Somehow Kern got her hands on a copy of The Protocols of the Elders of West Hollywood.)

In the same issue, we get a sort of amazing "defense" of promiscuous gay behavior by Adrian Ryan - My Alleged Night(s) of (Group) Sex, with the unusual (outside of religious fundamentalism) but nonetheless completely true excuse:

So why do we fags risk the risk—the diseases, the trolls? (Wear a condom!) Why face the face-picking meth zombies? Why wrestle the jealousy, the insecurity, the "you are totally a disgraceful whore" stigma? Why, why, WHY?

Because it's what God secretly wants of us, that's why. Because the voices command it. Because yo' mama.

And he's right. It's what we are programmed to do. The robotic clones of God.

Today we walked the dogs around the local school, which is now ours for a few months of summer. We came across a kinda sexy guy on a bike, and Var said, "He looked like Jango Fett".

Jun 29, 2009

Crossing the Jordan

Gay Pride 2009 dawned sunny and warm, perfect parade weather. The parade route began on Union and traveled along 4th Ave., through Belltown, until it ran into the Seattle Center at Denny Way, which hosted the post-parade party.

We drove into town and found parking on 6th and Stewart, just a two block walk to the parade, which was already in progress. We happened to choose the one street where the "God hates fags" people were damning us all to hell, which I took as representing my early experience of religion - one of guilt, repression, and fear. Love the One Way sign.

As it turned out, there were about a dozen churches marching in the parade, all waving their rainbow flags, claiming to be open, inclusive, gay affirming (willing to perform same sex marriages) and they were marching between nearly naked go-go boys, politicians, Dikes on Bikes, Corporate gay groups, gay baseball clubs and drag queens, and it occurred to me that this parade was actually a parade of my BRAIN, with all the memes expressed and running together, flowing in front of me in glorious 3D! So fasten your seat belts.

Considering the dour warnings of burning in hell from the GHF gang, the first group we saw roll by was a red Fire Truck [rescue, salvation from 911, hot fireman calendars] driven by... lesbians.

Then the circus arrived, with the black and white harlequin jester/joker [duality, chess, Masons, good vs. evil ], and a sense of illusion - [Maya, Satan, the Father of Lies].

The catwoman calls me out.

The gay frat marches by. Brothers, [Liberté, égalité, fraternité], Philadelphia, hot frat boy sex, and all that. They march in magical purple.

Mama Mia! (Mother, Abba, Daddy, birth, Mary, Christ]

A cute (and odd) couple, standing across the street. I note the boy on the left is seriously representing left brain [intellect, ego, technology, verbal skills] while the boy on the right is 100 percent Id - Eros. The Perfect Couple.

Next up is the Flying Spaghetti Monster, an inspired mocking of the nature of God. Note the two balls, heavy laden with the milky way. The pirates march along side. Butt pirates? Even mockers represent the faith.

Following directly is this All Seeing Eye [Sauron, Masonic, I Am] Gayz into my eyes? Hypnotic!

Now we have the Daughters of Isis belly dancers, enticing me with their multi-colored veils, but I am infused with the power of the Eye, and I see through the veil. Actually, these daughters of Isis seem pretty OK with me seeing everything, so no great eyesight required here.

We finally arrive at Seattle [Galactic] Center! With the Space Needle [obelisk, mushroom, penis, alien, UFO, father] reigning above. That's some kind of orange monster sculpture thing we walk under on our yellow brick road. Didn't devour us.

Here we are, finally made it to gay heaven, thanks to the usual sponsors! Note the Water of Life, spurting happily in the background.

These twin-like guys were walking around, one with a white cross on his chest, the other a red star.

The dirty blonde wearing sunglasses is what I was shooting, his T says "Swallow my pride". Awesome!

Departing heaven, we came across this black thunderbolt. I'll leave that symbol to you.

Jun 27, 2009

Happy Homo Sapiens Pride Day

It's Pride Day tomorrow, and we'll be spending it amongst our sisters and bros in downtown Seattle. It's been forty years since Stonewall, a mile stone of well, almost biblical proportions, and I wouldn't miss it for the world. I read the Stonewall Riots wikipedia entry last night, and all I can say is we've come a long way, baby!

I'm disappointed that the forecast is for showers (since there will be less naked manflesh on display), but given all the rainbow/Noah symbolism present, perhaps that is also appropriate.

See you at the Seattle Center!

Jun 26, 2009

Door to Door George

In my suburban neighborhood we occasionally get solicitors at the door. Most of them are teenagers, and most of them are selling magazine subscriptions or God-aweful candy, which they claim is for some higher purpose, like teaching them to be productive members of society, or helping their team make it to some tournament. Most of these are scams, and I am particularly vulnerable to them, because even knowing it's a scam, these are kids on the street who need some kind of help.

Tonight's visitor was a girl who claimed to be a gymnast (she even looked like a gymnast), and her coach was sending her around with children's books for me to buy and apparently the team gets a commish. She had no pics of her team, her coach, newspaper cuttings, not exactly clear what school she's from. It's a crazy deal, because I'd be more than happy to give the "team" 20 bucks to help them on their way, but not so happy to have some book "publisher" take a percentage of my donation?

So I'm acting all dubious, and she says "Sir, I wouldn't lie to you, I'm a Christian". And suddenly I saw George W. Bush standing on my doorstep!

I responded "Well, that was the wrong thing to say. I've been lied to many times by Christians", and closed the door. I can be quite the grump sometimes.

Jun 25, 2009

And in Other News...

Farrah Fawcett ALSO died today. Talk about unfortunate timing, being upstaged by the King of Pop. Ah well... Farrah had the morning... the Morning Star. Michael Jackson may have been the King of my college fraternity (even straight white boys loved Off the Wall) but Farrah was the Queen of Hearts, her chaste one piece swimsuit poster hung with care in every dorm room from Wazzu to Florida State. The Angel from Texas: famous, above all else, for her fabulous hair. The hair that launched a thousand trips (to the beauty salon), and the shaving of her scalp by her cancer doctor was one of those Acts... (the most famous head of hair in the world) that transcended the meme stream.
The angels (Watchers) were said to have been particularly attracted to the hair of the daughters of men, who they found beautiful, and took wives of whoever they chose. Even Paul warned women to cover their hair, "on account of the angels".
When men began to increase in number on the earth and daughters were born to them, the sons of God saw that the daughters of men were beautiful, and they married any of them they chose. --Genesis 6:1-2
Farrah must have sensed the role Hollywood had in store for her by her first season as an Angel, and she backed out of a contract that became one of the most famous contract disputes in Hollywood history. To her credit, she refused to become the next Whore of Babylon.
Farrah married Lee Majors, the Six Million Dollar Cylon/Angel, a marriage that was finally anulled in "The Burning Bed".
I'm only a gay boy, but I loved Farrah. Even contracts with the Devil can be anulled. We have shorn our locks.

Jun 23, 2009

A Glorious Revolution

Iran seems to be going through an 'Orange Revolution' this month - in other words, a media vetted "regime change". William O. Beeman was writing on this very subject about a year ago:

The United States is planning for “regime change” in Iran, and it may have already picked the new rulers of that country. The form of government would be a constitutional monarchy, with the head of state being Reza Pahlavi, son of the former Shah, Mohammad Reza Pahlavi, who was deposed in the 1978-79 Islamic revolution.

The once and future king

A monarchy you say? Perhaps Iran is a warm up pitch.

William III (14 November 1650 – 8 March 1702) was a sovereign Prince of Orange by birth. From 1672 he governed as Stadtholder William III of Orange over Holland, Zeeland, Utrecht, Guelders, and Overijssel of the Dutch Republic. From 1689 he reigned as William III over England and Ireland, and as William II over Scotland. A member of the House of Orange-Nassau, William won the English, Scottish and Irish crowns following the Glorious Revolution.

Losing My Religion

Colton Ford brings religion and Slick It Up together in this tasty bite. Not half bad once the beat kicks in, but really, I could watch Colton Ford sit and collect dust. I guess these days, losing your religion is the first step towards finding it, though it might not look anything like the religion you lost. Same words... different meaning.

Jun 22, 2009

Welcoming Our New Overlords

Japan Completes Life-Sized Gundam Giant Robot

To celebrate the 30th anniversary of the mecha anime/manga/toy/video game franchise, this 18-meter-tall (59-foot-tall) RX-78 has been erected.

Fifty points on the Gundam statue will emit light, and mist will shoot out of 14 different points on the statue. The 1/1 scale Gundam boasts a movable head and a continuous stream of oh-man-this-is-so-damn-cool.

Enormous Gundam is DONE


Pew Pew!: Guy Builds Bumblebee In Yard

Tom Rhodes likes Transformers. So, naturally, he built an 18-foot-tall, 1,200-pound Bumblebee robot out of an old Volkswagen Beetle. As you can see, Bumblebee protects Tom's windmill from the Decepticons. Because, fun fact: Decepticons HATE clean energy. Transform and recycle!



Rhodes is the name of the island where they built the Colossus of Rhodes. His sister stands in the Hudson River. See In the Shadow of Giants

The original Bumblebee was a VW Beetle.

Windmills (especially the tri-winged variety) are also hated by strange, ectoplasmic UFOs in Conisholme. See The Daily Behemoth for more. Much More.

Jun 20, 2009

The Swiss Army Knife of Narcissus

The mythology of many cultures is filled with tales of twin deities, and indeed, the very concept of homosexuality has a strong "twin" nature to it. Gay men are often accused of spending too much time in the mirror, attempting to perfect our reflections, which takes me all the way back to the myth of Narcissus, cursed to love his own reflected image.

This is a moral tale in which the proud and unfeeling Narcissus is punished by the gods for having spurned all his male suitors. It is thought to have been intended as a cautionary tale addressed to young men. Until recently, the two sources for this version were an epitome of the works of Conon, a Greek contemporary of Ovid, preserved in the Bibliotheca of Photius and the segment in Pausanias, about 150 years after Ovid. A very similar account was discovered among the Oxyrhynchus papyri in 2004, an account that predates Ovid's version by at least fifty years and is thought to have been recorded by Parthenius.

In this story, Ameinias, a young man, loved Narcissus but was spurned. As a way of rebuffing Ameinias, Narcissus gave him a sword, which Ameinias used to kill himself on Narcissus' doorstep; he prayed to Nemesis that Narcissus would one day know the pain of unrequited love. This curse was fulfilled when Narcissus became entranced by his own reflection in a pool. Completing the symmetry of the tale, overcome by repentance, Narcissus took his sword and killed himself. --wikipedia

The twin gods above are Konstantin and Oleg, via Gods Amongst Men.

They both work at the same large Russian gym. Oleg is loquacious whilst Konstantin rarely speaks. In this picture, however, Oleg looks to be the shy one whereas his brother has a mischievous face.

The human brain is a kind of twinned organ, with the left and right hemispheres looking at one another across the Corpus collosum - the great divide. This division of the brain - between the Ego and the Id - is a theme I am drawn to again and again. I am writing this from the left (analytical, egoic) brain, but I am writing about my creative muse, who comes from the right side. Am I writing about my lovely twin?

The Corpus collosum is the glandular representation of the Fall - the infamous division - the War of Heaven. The Great Divide is merely a few molecules across, but it might as well be the Grand Canyon to us - an impassable boundary that usually speaks to us in maddeningly obtuse dreams and visions - "through a glass darkly", as the Apostle Paul put it.

Yesterday I found a powerful catamaran synch (catamarans = twin hulls = joined hemispheres) because I found this wild Swiss catamaran, campaigned by Victorinox - of Swiss Army Knife fame. (the pic is obviously photoshopped, but the catamaran really does exist). The Swiss "white cross" are no strangers to Gosporn, see here. Switzerland is a corrugated, mountainous country, and attempts a certain "neutrality" in European politics. In WWII it played the part of diplomatic "bridge" between the Axis and the Allies, a sort of concretized Corpus collosum?

Perhaps homosexuals (and all artists) are like the Swiss - the shadowy diplomats between these two realms, between the Twins. We're trying to work things out, make some peace. We're like the Haley Mills of the Psyche! If there isn't peace in the bedroom, there won't be peace in the boardroom!

I was reading the classifieds in the new Woodenboat mag today, and noticed a small wooden rowing/sailing boat called "The Norseboat" that advertises itself as "The Swiss Army Knife of Boats", and it made me think about the concept of a Swiss Army Knife - it changes itself into any tool you desire. It's a Transformer!

Those Transformers are all seriously after the Allspark, and I am reminded how a spark plug fires across a very tiny gap, to power the magical internal combustion engine. So it makes me wonder... is my brain an internal combustion engine? And if it ever gets running properly on both (twin) cylinders, just where might this engine be capable of going?

Jun 19, 2009

Friends of Jean

JC (yea...) the talented artist of Anti-Heroes.net has done a cool post about the X-Universe Jean Grey - 'Why I Heart Jean' and I dunno, it made me think of Mary Magdalene. Is Jean Grey an MM archetype? And what would that mean, scripturally/mythically/Jungian speaking, if Mary was a gay Diva?

Of course, the greatest gay Diva of all is Judy Garland, the one who led us over the rainbow (born 1922, and died on June 22). Back in the days of the closet, gay men would secretly code themselves as "Friends of Dorothy". I wonder if that translates into a "friend of Mary"? Not a lover, mind you. Just friends. What does Mary mean... to you?

Jun 17, 2009

Arm Strong

I keep having Armstrong synchs. I can't remember all of them, but also the idea of the "strong arm" keeps coming up. Var and I were walking in downtown Kirkland Marina Park, and we were deciding which way to go, and I wanted to go a certain way because I saw a nice looking arm on a guy, and Var said, "You'll go anywhere for a big arm," or something to that effect. And it's true.

The house being built next to my parent's beach house on Hood Canal is being built by Armstrong Contracting.

Armstrong Flooring - "It only LOOKS like the real thing" - ad series in Dwell magazine. This one features Louis Armstrong - a HORN player. Blow me down.

Neil Armstrong - first man on the moon, or so they say. Maybe "moon" is symbolic of something else?

Doubt if I'm the first man on this moon.

Lance Armstrong - the world champion cyclist - keeps beating the French at their own game. Gearing up for another ride, so I hear. In (ancient) gay slang, blowjobs are "French", while back-dooring is "Greek". The old gay classifieds were full of "French active", or "Greek passive".

Muscle Man (MM, Muscle Mary) homoerotic sci-fi serial episode 1: hero is Eric Armstrong. Set in Seattle, and definitely French Active.

AKA's character - Titus - had a brief "Lance Armstrong" fantasy about becoming a serious cyclist.

Green Day's lead singer is Billie Joe Armstrong - or is that Adam Lambert? As these things go, ADMIRE is on another green tangent this week. Hold me Daddy, and never let me go.

Jun 16, 2009

Up the Down Syndrome Staircase

I was checking out some cool new 3D modeling software tonight, and the introductory video was featuring various tools, and in the CLASSIC (Doric, Greek, etc.) modeling section we have the REVOLUTION (July 4, Orange, Procession of the Equinox) tool, which revolves a PLANE around a CENTER PIVOT (galactic center), thus making a sort of CLASSIC column or vase or representation of the REVOLVING and revolutionary NATURE of the COSMOS.

Next up was the spiral helix tool, which revolved a PLANE around an ASCENDING center pivot (Plane on a Snake), thus representing the concept of ADVANCEMENT upon revolution, or EVOLUTION!

Next was the STAIRCASE tool, which creates a STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN out of angled lines, representing a ziggurat or PYRAMID!!

And finally, the SPIRAL STAIRCASE tool, which turns the staircase into a single strand of DNA (Caduceus, etc.) thus representing Man's ultimate and inevitable attainment of GODHOOD!!!

OMG!!! Bonzai 3D is an insidious Masonic PLOT!!!!

NOTE: the above post is for entertainment purposes only.

Jun 14, 2009

After Math

The author known as AKA has another hot installment of his Transform series up at the Evolution Archives - After Math, and this time the lead character is high school math teacher Billy Titus. AKA is to Gosporn as Chris Carter is to The Secret Sun, with his writing chock full o' homo-religious synchiness. AKA's always got one hand on the pen and the other on the one-eyed monster of the Id.

Anyway, the name Titus is a loaded gun. Titus Flavius Vespasianus was the name of the Roman general who conducted the siege of Jerusalem in 70 AD, resulting in the destruction of the Temple and the city. Titus was acting under orders of Nero (a classic anti Christ figure and recently recast in the new Star Trek movie as a vengeful Romulan). I often think of George W. Bush as a "Nero" figure - consumed by the revenge archetype. The most telling mediabyte was George's love of the guitar - "fiddling" while disaster mounted in New Orleans.

King George has pretty much destroyed everything in his short eight year reign - Iraq (Babylon), the dollar, the Constitution, the little left of American global cred, even the collective belief in a positive future. All done in the name of Jaysus and with the full support and blessing of "his" church. No wonder I see Jesus as Shiva. I'd curse him, but deep down, I know that every knew church is built on the smoldering ruins of an old one. Shiva is just the B side of Brahma.

It's easy to see the destruction going on, it's everywhere. What's more difficult to see is the new Temple being built, and I don't mean the "new temple same as the old temple" bullshit. I mean something REALLY new. I figure that God's no fool, he wouldn't abandon an old house without breaking ground on a new one.

The Transformed Titus worships at a new Temple - a vessel of smoldering sexual perfection. A vessel - perhaps - much closer to the truth about God than any Ark of wood, or Temple of stone. Maybe I'm a futurist, after all.


Jun 10, 2009

Changing Course?

Some especially violent "lone gunman" type stories in the news this week:
Holocaust Museum Shootout
Abortionist Murdered in Church
So we have Jews and Abortionists targeted, but there is one more group the Christian right wing nuts hate, and that's the homos. Considering all the gay marriage publicity, and the fortieth anniversary of Stonewall, AND Obama's declaration of June as National Pride Month, I'm a little bit nervous. The icing on the cake is the June release of Sacha Baron Cohen's latest effort: 'Bruno'.
As with most news items, I automatically assume that things are not as they appear. Right wing nuts are the mediated face of Christianity - intolerant, gun-toting lunatics. Some are, but most are not, and I have a personal anecdote:
When Var and I were "newlyweds" (circa 1999) we moved out to Whidbey Island - in a deliberate attempt to get away from the gay ghetto. We lived in a tiny beach front cabin, on a road with nothing but white folks who had grown up there and they ALL knew each other since they were kids. Having a coupla' queers move in must have been quite the gist for the gossip mill.
Anyway, our neighbors, Ron and Marlys, had relatives (his brother and his wife) from Texas staying with them one summer, fifth wheel trailer on the lawn, you get the drift. So one day, the brother's wife comes over to us and tells us how they had been discussing gayness in their church (up the hill) and they had all come to the conclusion that homosexuality wasn't a sin and that we were welcome at their church anytime (trying to imaging the dialogue...)
At the time, I had no idea what a serious and brave trip across the street this was for that woman. I was fresh from the gay ghetto, where we take acceptance for granted. But much later, I understood, and I regret that we never took her up on her offer - to show up in their church as a gay couple. Even back in the day, the walls were coming down.
It's interesting that the name of the victim is Dr. George Tiller. A tiller is used to keep (or change) the course of a ship. It would be interesting to know what course the media is plotting. In any case, let's try to stay the course.

Moi? An agent provocateur?

Jun 9, 2009

A Doff of the Cap

After watching UFOs - The Flying Gods (via the Solar Satellite) I couldn't stop thinking that these UFOs all look like hats! Which got me to thinking about UFOs as modern symbols of secret knowledge: the "cap stone".

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