It's Alive

The dream of the 90's is alive in Portland. AKA the "city of bridges".

Steampunked by Satan

I’m finally reading The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen Vol. 1 by Alan Moore and Kevin O’Neill. Yes... finally. Actually, I was digging through the moth-eaten graphic novels at Half Price Books, looking for Son of Satan (recommended by Christopher Knowles) when I stumbled upon TLOEG, so I picked it up. I was intrigued by the second page, and by the time the Nautilus surfaced, I was completely hooked.

The famous submarine is visualized as part whale and part kraken, perhaps symbolizing a conjunction of opposites or a great battle of leviathans. Indeed, every member of the League is similarly afflicted, their inner demons in conflict with their higher selves.

I admit Captain Nemo's (no man's) logo intrigued me: a green circled N with a trident attached. Alan Abbadessa/Green from The Happy Creatures is all over the Circled N, and Eleleth notes that Napoleon = Appollyon or Abaddon, the Destroyer. Lord Shiva is also known as the Destroyer, who's weapon is... the trident.

In the panel above, Nemo points downward while the hand on the dial points up, reminding us of another infamous she-male:

Moore doesn't exactly pull his punches, does he?

Once assembled, the League’s first task is to discover the whereabouts of a Chinese crime lord who is known as “The Doctor”, though “he’s regarded as Satan himself by such few as have survived encountering him”. The Doctor has come into possession of “Cavorite”, which gives the “power of the air”.

Wherein in time past ye walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that now worketh in the children of disobedience... Ephesians 2:2

Nice one, Mr. Moore. I seem to be tracking the arch fiend as well, being recently done in by Jack “Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?” Nicholson in a dream.

The League find Satan in an abandoned subway tunnel under a river, which brings us to a sync via Kosmos Idikos blog, a comment on God’s Loughnly Man by “satanvision”:

There's Jared Loughner, Safeway and someone presumed dead. There's Jared Fogle, Subway and someone presumed dead. One Jared ate at Subway to lose weight. When one looks underneath (subway) Jared Loughner you see that someone is going to lose. You wait. I paid $6.66 for a meal at subway the other day. I asked for Pickles(Bickle). I never ask for Bickles.

As above, so below.

Seattle is currently in the process of building a subway. Never mind that a town of seven hills is a silly place for underground trains because of the steep grades, and well, earthquakes. But why spend millions when you can spend billions? They even intend to dig beneath a river... the Montlake Cut, or ship canal.

One character from TLOEG is Allan Quatermain (King Solomon’s Mines) and that name always reminds me of Bernard Quatermass, who battled the devil after a bizarre alien object is discovered in KnightsBRIDGE, while excavating for a new subway tunnel. (Quatermass and the Pit) (Abaddon is also "the angel of the pit"). You can see the Quatermass influence quite clearly in this panel:

The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen is classic steampunk - a genre to which I am particularly attracted though I’ve never dabbled in cosplay. Seattle hosted Steamcon II last November 19-21, and I almost attended, except that I was going through a bizarre state of my own that involved a disturbing premonition about the Golden Gate BRIDGE and in my excited, near hallucinatory condition, I decided that attending a festival in a dingy hotel with a bunch of people wearing masks was maybe not such a good idea.

It does make me wonder... has some kind of ancient alien object been unearthed? And is that artifact somehow responsible for the strange rise in synchronicity in the last decade? The Ark of the Covenant/Monolith, still working that old black magic...

Hey, look where the Wild Wild West (666) Steampunk Convention is to be held this coming March (Nice Eye of Horus, Reminds me of the Wheel in the Sky):



I suppose now is a good time to show off my most favorite personal sync of 2010 - Long story, just a cool t-shirt of a fan/umpire of the Rat City Rollers.

The King is Dead

At a banquet of the gods, Seth fooled Osiris into stepping into a coffin, which he promptly shut and cast into the Nile. The coffin was born by the Nile to the delta town of Byblos, where it became enclosed in a tamarisk tree. -Legend of Osiris

A few days ago, I dreamed of death. Jack Nicholson (Nick or Jack's son) chased me through a tesseract house and I escaped by stealing a motorcycle but he tracked me down. I begged him not to kill me, but the Joker did it anyway. That’s when I woke up. I thanked him.

Here in the bleak midwinter, there is death and dying everywhere. Even Arizona, the land of the rising sun/star, has felt the shadow of death upon it.

2010: Vancouver (Winter) Olympics, death of Georgian “slider” Nodar Kumaritashvil

Lion coffin of Princess Di

And I saw another beast coming up out of the earth. And it had two horns like a lamb, and he spoke like a dragon. And it exercises all the authority of the first beast before him, and causes the earth and those dwelling in it to worship the first beast, whose deadly wound was healed.

Will, the Beast. Wildebeest, Wombat. err... whale.

John Eric Hexum - wound to the head.

Working on some drafting this morning, somehow the 144 showed up when I changed dimensions. Hexagram section - coffin section - C section:

The Caesar Section

Jesus said, "When you see one who was not born of woman, fall on your faces and worship. That one is your Father."  Gospel of Thomas

Ides of March - death of Caesar, King Kill ritual.

Waterloo, defeat of Napoleon. Ego Kill ritual.

Lion Hill, Waterloo.

Personal email from a friend in New Scotland

Circle N via “Jack the Lad” hooligan wear.

The New Man: Superman.

The Green Man, he is born again.

A de-coffin-ated beverage. Long live the king.

Notes: Much of this post, especially the N-sync, are based on the work of The Happy Creatures. Royal coffin notes from Newspaceman. Much love to you all.

Hairgone Generator

I swear I wasn’t going to post tonight. I’m focusing on “real world” things and I’m not letting the syncs get to me. I’ll just blame it on the moon.

Bald eagles (egg heads) are recently back in fashion, at least at Kosmos Idikos, and we can’t really go there without remembering Farrah, the angel who lost her lion’s mane, the most famous head of hair in the world, to cancer. Leo’s are now Cancer... FYI. Farrah also died on the same day as (hair on fire) MJ, so the hares are certainly on the loose. Shave and a haircut?

I found this hirsute Farrah worshipper on Unnatural Devotions today, and the image is resonating deeply. Is Farrah my Goddess, Diva, Diana, Isis? And why, as a gay man, do I feel such an unexpected and empathic bond to a tragic feminine sex symbol? Perhaps his right arm tat is a clue.

Subconscious Drive

Here’s a little pick-me-up for those suffering from PXDS - post Xmas depression syndrome. The Enterprise crew testing their new “Acid Drive”. Which of course, is what all sci-fi really is: an initiation into your own inner blue oyster mystery cult. Enjoy the sleigh ride.

Get Smart

The Wrath of Fools: An Open Letter to the Far Right is a rant against the right wing media, blaming the recent bloodshed in Tucson on the outrageously over-heated rhetoric of the likes of Palin, Limbaugh, Coulter, etc. Which is all fine and dandy, until you realize that Jared Lee Loughner was as much left wing as right wing, and you see that there’s something besides wings to this crazy national bird. We’re not all about feathers.

I’ve long felt that the insipid left/right political dichotomy is a one dimensional view that is really only useful to those who have some axe to grind, and lately I’ve appreciated the addition of another axis: the Anarchy/Totalitarianism, north/south view. Usually anarchy is placed in the northern quadrant, and I usually score in the fairly northwest of this political quadrant on tests, so perhaps naturally I live in the Pacific NW.

Maybe political labeling will one day include North/South as well as Left/Right. It would help clarify things, though of course that’s not in the best interest of the labelers, so probably not.

Anarchy = Chaos, while Totalitarianism = Control. Anarchists make little egoic sense, unless one realizes that the anarchist has faith in a certain “trans-ego” totalitarianism. No one jumps without a parachute.

If you’re like me, your jump took you sideways. Up/down, left/right doesn’t really come close to explaining the map of consciousness... there’s another dimension. Call it myth, art, beauty or synchronicity... I don’t know. This "in/out" or Z dimension helps make some sense out of nonsense, and brings order out of chaos. Call it my new world order.