Agent Zero

Var and I were walking the dogs a few days ago when this woman drives by us in her Florida licensed sedan, and Var says “That woman looked exactly like... you know, that actress from the Golden Girls... Beatrice Arthur, Arthur Beatrice, what was her name?” I look at him and yell “Bea Arthur!” and then more quietly, “everyone called her Bea”.

Be Arthur?

Last week we saw Prince William Arthur Philip Louis (how many sun god names can we shoe horn in there?) announce his engagement to Kate (of course it’s Kate. It’s like the Importance of Being Ernest, only it’s important to be Katherine.) Already being called the “fairytale wedding”.

Last week I was also invited to a “round table” discussion on matters not related to homo-synchromysticism. I said "sure, as long as I can be Lancelot". My inviter emailed back: “may the best sword win”. :-) Also that week, there was another “round table” discussion of synchro-magicians, here. Meanwhile, I’m also reading ‘A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court’, which naturally includes time travel in the remix.

Everything is starting to take on a medieval, fairytale cast. I’ve been musing about Red Riding Hood because she (actually, "he" in this case) showed up at the Evolution Archives of homoerotic science/fantasy fiction last month. Boom, Red shows up big time on the Synch Whole. I figure Red riding the wolf = Scarlet Woman riding the Beast or Jake Scully riding the red dragon. All the same.

Along side all that live some really strong Z and ZZ synchs, which I take to mean the “dream time” or the awakening of the Dreaming Mind, or something along those lines. Also the aleph and the omega. And along side all that is the Zero. I’ve been drawn to Jzero, the character in Cat Steven’s Numbers:

The idea shaped into a fantastic, spiritual musical set on the planet Polygor. In the story, there is a castle with a number machine. This machine exists to fulfill the sole purpose of the planet: to disperse numbers to the rest of the universe—1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, and 9 (but notably, not 0). The nine inhabitants of Polygor, called "Polygons", are Monad, Dupey, Trezlar, Cubis, Qizlo, Hexidor, Septo, Octav, and Novim. As the last lines of the book say, they "followed a life of routine that had existed for as long as any could remember. ... It was, therefore, all the more shocking when on an ordinary day things first started to go wrong." The change takes the form of Jzero, who comes from nowhere as a slave and eventually confuses everybody with his simple truth.

Recall that Cat Stevens converted to Islam at the height of his fame in 1977 and changed his name to Yusuf Islam. And it was the Islamic Moors who re-introduced the concept of 0 or “no thing” back into Europe.

Today we were walking the dogs and they happened to be sniffing around a discarded bottle of Vitaminwater Zero. Which is touted as an “energy drink”, and perhaps all the crazy coffee + circumpunct synchs line up there too (and check out the Happy Creatures for this Starbucks, time warp synch). Caffeine is a source of energy, and as we all know, energy really IS king. Google zero + energy gives us zero point energy, aka the holy grail!

I suppose 911 was the modern “Dr. Manhattan Project” ritual, complete with a Ground Zero.

I’ve long considered that accessing zero point energy would be more of a psycho-sexual project than anything accomplished with ginormous machines. I mean, it would have to be, wouldn’t it? Can’t even get close unless you’re “turned on”. That’s why all the religions forbid sex except under strict guidelines and keep it all somehow tinged with guilt and fear. We’ve been told that God is love and he/she’s all powerful, so where’s the Power of Love? Let's go back to the future and ask Huey Lewis:



I have this idea for a novel that certain royals or the "elite"came into possession of a photograph from the future, like Marty McFly had in 1955, and in 1855. It’s a pic from the Undersea Dance, or ball, or wedding feast, and well... they're not there. Or maybe they are, but only as names upon tombstones. And they’ve been trying to make that picture not come true. As the date the snapshot was taken draws ever closer, they become ever more desperate. They instigate bio-scanning, tracking, chipping, 24-7 monitoring, using the "terrorist" canard as the excuse, but the real reason is that they're fucking terrified of what that little photograph means.

Scott Pilgrim is such a nobody

Makes me wonder. Maybe the Nine fear Agent Zero - the Power of Love made manifest. (Thanks to Eleleth at Kosmos Idikos for the pic). Lads, draw your blades...