A Bun in the Oven

Thanks to the overwhelming evidence (ha!) that Osiris is whole again, the next rather obvious step would be signs of Isis’ pregnancy with Horus.

Fortunately, spring is just around the corner so all the Easter, fertility symbolism of the season is right on schedule. I know the rest of country has been suffering through a brutal winter but we in the Pacific NW are having a delightful early spring.

Anyway, back to the strange death of Andrew Koenig for another clue. Andrew played “Boner” in the TV sitcom “Growing Pains”. Hmmm...

Nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. There will be earthquakes in various places, and famines. These are the beginning of birth pains. --Mark 13:8 

 Birth pains of Isis/Gaia/Mary equal growing pains of Horus? God, now I really do sound like the typical nutter! At least I’m not selling a book. Yet. I do admit the recent earthquakes in Haiti and Chile make the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. The 8.8 quake in Chile may have altered the spin of the earth, shortening our days by 1.26 microseconds and also shifted the axis of the Earth by about three inches - according to NASA.

How on earth a shift in human consciousness might actually shift tectonic plates leads to musings about the Cosmic Cube and the Id-fulfilling machine of the Krell from Forbidden Planet, all previously researched on Gosporn. I have no idea how such a mechanism might actually work, but it does appear as though we are living in a time when all our dreams are coming true. All of them, unfortunately.

Anyhoo, feet back on the ground (tenuously) I wonder what might be a better and more hopeful sign of successful insemination than simply global labor pains. And this synch takes me back to San Francisco, Eros, and the birth of the Hippie Movement - the 1967 Summer of Love.

The Summer of Love was a social phenomenon that occurred during the summer of 1967, when as many as 100,000 people converged on the Haight-Ashbury neighborhood of San Francisco, creating a cultural and political rebellion. San Francisco was the center of the hippie revolution, a melting pot of music, psychoactive drugs, sexual freedom, creative expression, and politics. The Summer of Love became a defining moment of the 1960s, as the hippie counterculture movement came into public awareness. These lifestyles included communal living; the free and communal sharing of resources, often among strangers; and free love.

Compare the above with the description of the Pentacost in the Second Chapter of Acts:

They devoted themselves to the apostles' teaching and to the fellowship, to the breaking of bread (eating of mushrooms) and to prayer. Everyone was filled with awe, and many wonders and miraculous signs were done by the apostles. All the believers were together and had everything in common. Selling their possessions and goods, they gave to anyone as he had need. --Acts 2:42-45

It seems to me that what occurred in San Francisco in 1967 was an example of a communal “anointing” of the Holy Spirit, or “parousia”:

Parousia |pəˈroōzēə; ˌpäroōˈsēə| noun Christian Theology another term for Second Coming. ORIGIN Greek, literally ‘being present.’

The uptight church edited out most of the “free love” aspect, but the “LSD/entheogen” and the sharing of possessions remain enshrined in Christianity even today as the Sacrament of Communion and the commandment to give to the poor. Corrupt as it may be, the church still shows the bones of its former glory, if none of the living flesh.

The “apostles” of the San Francisco “Pentacost” are The Grateful Dead, who based their entire career off the psychic “aftershocks” of this event. We’ll note the “thunderbolt” of enlightenment in the iconic logo AKA the breaking of the Cosmic Egg (your brain on drugs). I would translate Grateful Dead as “grateful ego death”, a condition manifested via the “spiced wine” of the Dionysian Mysteries, and later, in the Gnostic cults at the dawn of the Christian era.

Some, however, made fun of them and said, "They have had too much wine." --Acts 2:13

It seems to me that human consciousness is “ripe” for a new experience of Pentacost. I know I am. I’m pretty burned out with all the symbols that go nowhere, the promises that never arrive. We get Obama promising “real change”, and he winds up leading the minstrel show. We get anti-war talk, but no end to war, health care reform with no actual care. We get symbolic lip service on everything, and no real action.

Anyone up for some pole shifting? I think we can do better than 3 inches. How about the Summer of Love - 2010? I'll bring the mushrooms.

NOTES:

Pentacost means "50th day". Andrew was found on the 25th, which is 5x5. Interestingly, the Grateful Dead were ranked 55th in the issue "The Greatest Artists of all Time" by Rolling Stone magazine.

April 19th, 1995 episode of "Sliders": The Sliders find themselves in a present-day San Francisco where the "Summer of Love" never ended—and Wade and Rembrandt are mistaken for extraterrestrial prophets.