Mystery Rainbow of Babylon

And there came one of the seven angels which had the seven vials, and talked with me, saying unto me, Come hither; I will shew unto thee the judgment of the great whore that sitteth upon many waters:

With whom the kings of the earth have committed fornication, and the inhabitants of the earth have been made drunk with the wine of her fornication.

So he carried me away in the spirit into the wilderness: and I saw a woman sit upon a scarlet coloured beast, full of names of blasphemy, having seven heads and ten horns.

And the woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet colour, and decked with gold and precious stones and pearls, having a golden cup in her hand full of abominations and filthiness of her fornication:

And upon her forehead was a name written, Mystery, Babylon The Great, The Mother Of Harlots And Abominations Of The Earth.
And I saw the woman drunken with the blood of the saints, and with the blood of the martyrs of Jesus: and when I saw her, I wondered with great admiration.

And the angel said unto me, Wherefore didst thou marvel? I will tell thee the mystery of the woman, and of the beast that carrieth her, which hath the seven heads and ten horns.

The beast that thou sawest was, and is not; and shall ascend out of the bottomless pit, and go into perdition: and they that dwell on the earth shall wonder, whose names were not written in the book of life from the foundation of the world, when they behold the beast that was, and is not, and yet is.
~ Revelation 17:1-8

The Purple Reign


Dream 5/31/14: I found an old gay porn magazine from the ’70’s, very poor reproduction, a black and white desktop publishing effort. Inside was an interview with a man who had changed himself into the physical manifestation of his “ideal man”. He said he did it by a long process of working with his “wasps”.

Wow! Do I have “wasps”? Or maybe bees, drones, workers, machine elves, house elves, Umpa-Lumpas... of the subconscious?

Some kind of hive mind mentality down deep? It makes me wonder. So a few days later, I was over at mom's who had this amazing garden box full of lavender, and the bees were busy as... bees, all over the herb. I went into a trance, watched the bees buzzing all over the purple flowers like it was Sea-Tac airport.

I suspect bees like purple because that is the color next to ultraviolet, which bees can see, but we can’t. You can’t really sync on bees without syncing on the birds and the bees and sex. And combined with purple, that syncs royalty. Royal purple.

Image thanks to Adam GoRightly

So of course, I began to see purple all around me. It’s not even close to my favorite color, but hey, if my bees like it, then what am I to say? I began seeing purple logos, purple jets, purple flags - last week, Var and I visited Sequim (sun city), which happened to be hosting the Lavender Festival. Every damn business was flying a purple flag, in the hope of attracting some tourist honey bee.

And I began to wonder if I wrote to my subconscious bees in purple prose, would they actually listen?

The Harlot

The next thing I began to see was red, or scarlet, always showing up with purple. Such as:

And it reminded me of the color scheme of the Harlot of Babylon:

And the woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet colour

It occurred to me that if purple is representing ultraviolet, then perhaps scarlet represents infrared.

 and I saw a woman sit upon a scarlet coloured beast

“The beast” is the sun, according to Aleister Crowley, who called himself 666, the Beast. Call him “Little sunshine”. If the Beast is simply an overly dramatic religious description (induced by the intake of entheogens) of a common celestial object, then what might be the Harlot?

Array: an impressive display or range of a particular type of thing

What if she represents an array between ultraviolet and infrared - the visible spectrum. If she is always “sitting upon the sun”, is that not a perfect description of a rainbow?

Your truly, the sun king

That was my little A Ha! moment: the Harlot of Babylon is the rainbow! So what to make of the fact that the gay rights movement carries the rainbow flag as its standard? And why is one of the most famous gay divas known for traveling “over the rainbow”?



Curiously, I found this pic at Newspaceman concerning the opening ceremonies of the Commonwealth Games:

Two things jumped out though, the first being the man-on-man kiss delivered by purple suited, John  Barrowman, someone I had not heard of before. Apparently it was symbolic; intended to deliver a message to the 40 Commonwealth countries where homosexuality is still illegal.

Purple you say? Note the red St. George cross adding that touch of scarlet.

It is ironic that the Empire is using gay rights as a political bargaining chip, where in the past it was perfectly fine with the most grotesque violations of human dignity intent on demonizing and punishing homosexuals. All I can say is that they are not fooling anyone, and if it suddenly became politically advantageous to again criminalize homosexuals, they would do it without a second thought.

Be that as it may, the sudden de-criminalization of homosexuality is a powerful thing to my subconscious, as is the sudden de-criminalization of pot here in the state of Washington. I would not have connected the rainbow to the Harlot without benefit of the halfling’s leaf.

In a way, it appears that I am also working on de-criminalizing various notorious archetypes. I think the bees are trying to tell us something.