Thought Experiment 001: the Apple

Christopher Knowles of The Secret Sun has initiated a new project that hits close to a lot of things I've been musing over. He calls it a collective thought experiment though I think magic is a better word:

...what happens when a group of people from all over the planet focus on the same image while trying to solve a problem or resolve an issue? So, I devised a very simple and almost completely unscientific experiment to establish some kind of baseline:

1. Pick a longstanding problem or issue that needs to be solved/resolved. It should be relatively simple but persistent -- a problem that you haven't been able to solve through conventional means. Your selection process might take a while.

2. Every time you focus on the problem, picture the apple that you see up top. This requires a small amount of multitasking, in that you need to simultaneously think through the problem while keeping the apple in your mind's eye.

3. Give this process seven days from start to finish. Be careful in selecting your particular issue and make sure you're not contemplating any harm or ill will to any person, animal or inanimate object. It could very likely backfire on you.

4. As always, be very rigorous in your methodology. Document the process, if it helps Don't fudge the results. There's nothing to gain or lose here, it's simply an experiment in the power of the Collective Consciousness. If you like you can run another experiment at the end of the initial seven-day trial. You can share your results or keep them to yourself. But I hope you'll share any extraordinary results, particularly those you can document.

I know I'll be taking part, and I already know what I'll be working on - it is very easily measured... ;-)

Mum's the Word

Egypt: Hunt for Red Mercury

In Egypt, the hunt for "red mercury" continues. Yes, this is the fabled red mercury said to be used to make nuclear bombs, but specifically the red mercury of ancient Egypt seems to have other characteristics and uses, as well.

The story about red mercury comes as background to the report that at least 17 artifacts from the Egyptian Museum of Cairo are missing following an earlier reported break-in, the country's minister of antiquities Zaki Hawass said Sunday, February 13, 2011.

Hawass said the looters were looking for gold and what he called this fictitious substance named "red mercury" that, according to local lore, can be found in the THROATS of ancient MUMMIES. Some people think it has magical powers and can be used to summon spirits. --Twilight Language

Spock in the pyramid chair

“Red Matter” was also at the “heart” of the doomsday device in Star Trek 11, and the Egyptian revolution occurred on 2/11/11.

I’ve had some crazy 14, 41 synchs over the last week, Doug helped me realize they might point toward Feb. 14 - Valentine’s Day.

“Red Mercury” showed up in my inbox on 2/10, courtesy of Borders Books. I was browsing for books in their REDmond store last week, and found a triple Whore of Babylon KK:

They reminded me of this statue of Harpocrates/Eros:

“The Hunt for Red Mercury” is a play on “The Hunt for Red October”, the classic cold war thriller about a SILENT submarine. I was born in October, on the 11th. But I found my Eros partner and lover on Feb. 14th - at a Blue Valentine party. Run silent, run deep?

Apocalypse Sue

I have two major memes running through my head right now: Egypt and Glee.

Take away my Q card but until a few nights ago I’ve never seen an episode of Glee. Yes, plenty of clips and Youtube parodies, but never the whole narrative, front to back. I have to say that fascinating as it was, I don’t think I’ll be able to stand another one. It’s the fucking autotune. Every. Single. Note. Hit. Dead. On. Every. Time... without fail. Takes all the drama out of singing, which is funny since glee club is all about drama.

Episode 2-11 had Sue Sylvester (playing the ego unhinged) bored with her cheerleader’s routines: “I can’t feel anything” she complains, even though her ego entertainment squad went all out with their version of California Girls. Her girls tell her:

The problem is that you keep trying to make a bigger and bigger spectacle, and no matter how hard we try, we can’t make a routine work unless you find a way to make it interesting for you...

This is classic Jung. Ego is NEVER satisfied. Sue comes up with the idea of shooting one of her girls out of a cannon, a stunt with a 30% chance of “catastrophic success”. As I’m watching this, images of Cairo, Alexandria, Freedom Square (Masonic, much?) protest, and the Pyramids of Giza looming in the background swim around in my consciousness. Thanks to Jake Kotze, we all know the 911 twin towers represented “pillarmids”, and even the layout of downtown Manhattan echoes the layout of Giza. It’s been 10 years. 'Sue' is bored. She needs to top herself. She wouldn’t. She couldn’t. Would she?

Image via Twilight Language

A Knight Errant

I don’t know why I do this to myself but I’m reading another Holy Grail story. ‘One King, One Soldier’ by Alexander C. Irvine. This one is about some Korean war vet who is the incarnation of the Fisher King to some gay pinko’s in 1950’s San Francisco, and well, it all just strikes a chord that I don’t really know how to play, but it just sounds right.

 It’s odd because I’m not into medieval shit at all, find it rather tedious. However my subconscious appears to be fascinated, so what the hell. Give ‘em what they want.

That said, Var had a “Lady of the Lake” experience as an adolescent.  After that, he began diagramming pyramids, and he changed his pen name to Neil Sarras.

So really, am I questing the Grail, or is the Grail questing me?

Son Set in the West

You know I have a secret lover. His name is Tanner and we’ve had sizzling phone for years. Never met him face to face, probably never will. He disappeared middle of last November, when I was going through some strange shit involving bridge destruction. His phone was disconnected. Now, I think of Egypt being dis-connected. Kinda like Osiris.

Diamond Bolt uploaded a fascinating story about a “Superior Review” of the Gods last November on the Evolution Archives, and one of the mortals summoned to heaven is named Luis Tanner (dressed as a blacksmith/Vulcan) who accidentally drank a seed of ambrosia in his coffee. We know what ambrosia really is...

Biff Tannen is the antagonist in Back to the Future. He’s the great-grandson of Buford “Mad Dog” Tannen.

Set

The porn star at the top of this post is Jake Tanner - ’80’s Colt model and my personal sex god. He lets his big stick do the talking, and when he shows up, things do tend to get interesting. Is that an ego weapon he's holding in his hands? I guess I always like a well hung man.

His latest incarnation is at Superversity, celebrating the birthday of one of my favorite bloggers, who placed his own head in the place of "Anubis". Hmmm.

I’m reminded of Dr. Jekyll (Jackal, Jack-El) from The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. Mr. Hyde (Hide, tanning...) is his “alter-ego”, a raging Beast unless brought under the wise control of Mina Harker, Hawker, Isis.

Well... yesterday Mr. Tanner finally rings me up. We had a satisfying re-union. His job has taken him to Boise... of all places.

Nine are needed to fully animate Kharis, but if he ever drinks the brew of 10 tanna leaves, "he will become a monster the likes of which the world has never seen". -The Mummy’s Hand

It's Alive

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