I'm reading VALIS, by Philip K. Dick, and one of the core principles of Dickian religion is that the hyper-universe is made of information, and that the phenomenal world is derived from that. No info - no rocks, planets or people - the info comes first. The modern computer is a microcosm of the macrocosm - where 1's and 0's combine in complex forms of "to be" or "not to be", yin and yang, and thus everything is created from the Word, or as I like to say, the Code.
Human Beings are also microcosms of this basic "as above, so below" architecture. The human organized system (organism) is made of info encoded into the spiral helix of the DNA molecule, and it's possible to clone an entirely new "you" from just one DNA molecule, which is also encoded into every cell of your body. It's as if the schematic blueprint of your car was microscopically embedded into every single nut and bolt of the automobile.
This creates the tantalizing idea that it should be possible to monkey around (hack) the DNA code, which Big Pharma is successfully doing, for profit. Never mind they are putting us all in grave peril in the process, the fact is, they proved it. DNA really IS the code that commands our meat puppet selves.
This is not to say that DNA is God. DNA is "like" God, in a fractal sort of way. The DNA mad scientists aren't accused of "playing God" for nothing.
PKD supposed that there could be a level of information organization that is above even DNA, and this level PKD called VALIS, or Zebra. The ones and zeroes that evolved into DNA, that evolved into humans who can learn to read and write with letters, and eventually learn to read and write DNA, and finally read and write the ones and zeroes. You know... that "God Particle".
Anyhoo, I've long been interested in the idea that both DNA and 1-0 writing can be approached and manipulated by symbolic means - in other words... magic. Its the Holy Grail. That's how writing works anyway - a few scratched symbols on page, that we interpret into words, meaning, entire novels. I mean, if a human author can conjure up an entire world with the use of 26 symbols, what might a god get up to?
I suspect the only difference between a man and a god is the quality of his symbols - good penmanship still counts.
So... all this is whirling about lately, and out of the blue, I get an illustration job from Nordic Tugs. The illustration is a drawing for a newly updated model, but George (the president of NT) called and told me it was really important to "preserve the Nordic Tug DNA" in the illustration. He said it twice.
WTF?
It occurred to me that much of my DNA is in fact... Nordic/Germanic. However, I don't know much about Nordic myths, in fact, I've avoided them because I dunno, they just seem so barbaric. Helloooo... maybe my DNA only speaks "Barbarian"? It occurs to me that if one is trying to contact one’s DNA, one should use the symbolic language that it is most likely to understand.
The Nordic Tugs commission came on Thursday, or Thor's Day. A day later, I'm walking around town, and I see that Kon-Tiki is playing, which is about the famous Nordic iconoclast Thor Heyerdahl. Hmmm... maybe I should look a bit more into my DNA heritage.
Jun 12, 2013
May 23, 2013
Running the Bulls
This spring saw the 50th anniversary of Automobili Lamborghini.
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| The Bulls run around St. Peter's |
In Rome all, 350 Lamborghinis were parked in the Vatican’s San Pietro Square before they arrived at Bologna.
In every Mithraeum the centerpiece was a representation of Mithras killing a sacred bull; the tauroctony.
Mithras is depicted as being born from a rock. He is shown as emerging from a rock, already in his youth, with a dagger in one hand and a torch in the other. Peter means "the rock".
Initiation into the Mithraic mysteries was common in the Roman military.
May 1, 2013
Apr 26, 2013
The A-Frame Up
Suddenly the A-Frame is back in vogue on my favorite architecture blogs - you know, that icon of 60's affluence and leisure. I sorta shrugged but then I watched Disney's Atlantis: The Lost Empire last week, (mainly because Michael J. Fox voiced the protagonist Milo).
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| Lightning hits the tower |
We note that the media always writes "ATLANTIS" with an upside down V - a pyramid or chevron - a masculine, egoic, upward thrusting archetype. The A frame of the kings.
Say what you want about all the pseudo-scientific, conspiracy-laden theories about Atlantis, but I say Atlantis is a metaphor for human consciousness. The myths are not to be taken literally, but as a window into our own collective soul. Admittedly, I am as much a fan of the Atlantis myth as anyone. Hidden knowledge, massive power, unbridled ego, all undone in a single day of woe and destruction! What's not to like?
The only aspect of the Atlantis myth I have issue with is when people go searching for a literal submerged kingdom with their sonar and subs, and it's like... come ON! Dudes - it's a fucking myth. The myth is about the hidden kingdom submerged in your own sub conscious. You want to go diving for treasure? Go diving there.
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| Reese House |
Oh wait.... that recent pillarmid, undone in a single day of destruction and woe... it actually existed, and that day actually happened.
We note that at the top of the pyramid is to be found a restaurant.
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| The USDA Food Pyramid |
Oddly, Geller was also involved in the famous Kitchen Debate:
"There is no more truth in showing this as the typical home of the American worker than, say, in showing the Taj Mahal as the typical home of a Bombay textile worker." ~Nikita KhrushchevThis strikes a personal sync chord, because our constant mantra in deciding what we will and will not pay for is "We're not building the Taj Mahal" - it's our little joke. But seriously, Our tired 1967 kitchen in Kirkland is quite a bit better than the best kitchen in 99% of the world, and so it actually IS a Taj Mahal.
We recall that the Taj Mahal is a tomb. A nice tomb, but still...
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Dining out and Jesus go pretty much hand in hand, since he's the bread and the wine of which he commands us to eat. So this restaurant atop the pillarmid mountain is sorta freaky. Also, the collective union of ego and Id (the Second Coming) is described as the Wedding Feast - and this implies consuming, eating, and dining. Maybe Alice's Restaurant will finally be open for business.
Derek "Deek" Diedricksen is one of my favorite bloggers. Here, in his latest post at Relaxshacks.com, he is "Messin' with an A-Frame model", and also displaying obvious illuminati symbolism.
| Temporarily tacked together just to see..... headroom under the collar tie is about 6' 6" |
Careful there, Deek... you might just bust out of the frame up.
Apr 18, 2013
Volume Control, or Taming Decibel
See Pluto Rocks for the start of all this.
I have some curious local and personal syncs with sound. The Boeing Supersonic Transport, or SST, was a big deal when I grew up in Seattle - I'd see the life-size illustration of the airplane on the hanger door at Boeing Field when we would drive by on I-5, and it was so cool. The SST captured the imagination of the entire city, even the basketball franchise was named the Supersonics! That was the Jet Age - better living through speed.
In Junior High, I created a super hero named Sonic Man for a creative writing class. His weapon was the sonic boom, his only weakness was a sound proof room! We also have the Seattle Sounders soccer team.
Even though we now live in a fully mediated, sonically amplified, technical environment, I like to imagine what it was like to live a few hundred years ago, when the only human voice you could hear was one spoken via vocal chords, powered by the wind generated through a pair of lungs.
Apparently, the upper decibel limit for a human voice is about 88 - shouting. I note that the DeLorean appears to have a pair of speakers attached to the engine cover. Turn it up to 88.
Jehovah speaks His creation into being. "And God said..."
So, I get this spam for a megaphone:
Good for Crowd Control... I sometimes think of my Self as a crowd of competing archetypes, alters, subconscious personalities, demons, angels, and what not. Maybe they could use a little amped up volume from me - the Ego.
In Stranger in a Strange Land, Michael Valentine Smith teaches Earthlings how to speak Martian. Martian, martial, god of war, iron man, etc. Heinlein never explains what the Martian language really is, but I think that maybe Stanley Kubrick knew.
In Full Metal Jacket, we see how the Marines operate, which is basically via a lot of shouting and primal dominant/submissive role playing. The Marines act as if every recruit is hard of hearing, and the only way they will get the message is when the drill sergeant yells the command into their face, with spittle attached.
God, what an asshole. It's almost as if the Id is hard of hearing, or maybe the channel between Ego and Id is full of noise, and it might take a good yelling to get through - sort of a sonic gate breaker.
Sonic the Sonic Hedgehog resonates for me, I note that he is also a DNA pathway...
Last week we took Oliver the Oztralian terrier to the vets at the Humane Society Pet Project, and he also got some cool plush toys, one of which was a hedgehog. I like how the hedgehog is conflated with Santa, the bringer of gifts - and coal. The duck... maybe that's the dick, I dunno. Quack.
I hear a fertilizer plant blew up in West, Texas. The orgasm made a pretty big boom. I see my Sonic sign is right there, next to the mushroom cloud.
I have some curious local and personal syncs with sound. The Boeing Supersonic Transport, or SST, was a big deal when I grew up in Seattle - I'd see the life-size illustration of the airplane on the hanger door at Boeing Field when we would drive by on I-5, and it was so cool. The SST captured the imagination of the entire city, even the basketball franchise was named the Supersonics! That was the Jet Age - better living through speed.
In Junior High, I created a super hero named Sonic Man for a creative writing class. His weapon was the sonic boom, his only weakness was a sound proof room! We also have the Seattle Sounders soccer team.
Even though we now live in a fully mediated, sonically amplified, technical environment, I like to imagine what it was like to live a few hundred years ago, when the only human voice you could hear was one spoken via vocal chords, powered by the wind generated through a pair of lungs.
Apparently, the upper decibel limit for a human voice is about 88 - shouting. I note that the DeLorean appears to have a pair of speakers attached to the engine cover. Turn it up to 88.
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| You're just too darn loud. |
So, I get this spam for a megaphone:
Good for Crowd Control... I sometimes think of my Self as a crowd of competing archetypes, alters, subconscious personalities, demons, angels, and what not. Maybe they could use a little amped up volume from me - the Ego.
In Stranger in a Strange Land, Michael Valentine Smith teaches Earthlings how to speak Martian. Martian, martial, god of war, iron man, etc. Heinlein never explains what the Martian language really is, but I think that maybe Stanley Kubrick knew.
In Full Metal Jacket, we see how the Marines operate, which is basically via a lot of shouting and primal dominant/submissive role playing. The Marines act as if every recruit is hard of hearing, and the only way they will get the message is when the drill sergeant yells the command into their face, with spittle attached.
God, what an asshole. It's almost as if the Id is hard of hearing, or maybe the channel between Ego and Id is full of noise, and it might take a good yelling to get through - sort of a sonic gate breaker.
Sonic the Sonic Hedgehog resonates for me, I note that he is also a DNA pathway...
Sonic hedgehog is one of three proteins in the mammalian signaling pathway family called hedgehog, the others being desert hedgehog (DHH) and Indian hedgehog (IHH).
Last week we took Oliver the Oztralian terrier to the vets at the Humane Society Pet Project, and he also got some cool plush toys, one of which was a hedgehog. I like how the hedgehog is conflated with Santa, the bringer of gifts - and coal. The duck... maybe that's the dick, I dunno. Quack.
I hear a fertilizer plant blew up in West, Texas. The orgasm made a pretty big boom. I see my Sonic sign is right there, next to the mushroom cloud.
Apr 14, 2013
414 Day - Osiris Gets His Groove Back
Today is 4/14, and that's a cool number for me, since it's my school district: 414. I attended A.G. Bell Elementary. I feel this cosmically meant I had to discover something as cool as the telephone - on a metaphysical level.
14 is the number of Osiris' penis. (Not in inches, though I hear he was hung like a rhino), but in body parts. Set cut his brother Osiris into 14 parts and cast them into the Nile. Isis found all the parts but one - his penis.
Isis then finds and buries each piece of her husband's body, with the exception of the penis, which she has to reconstruct with magic, because the original was eaten by fish in the river.
We can imagine the various body parts of Osiris as representing the various aspects of human consciousness. They were cut up and thrown into the Nile, AKA denial - the subconscious. Set is the realm of the denied subconscious - the denied truth about our Selves.
Isis has found all the others parts - we have come to know our other subconscious parts, but there is still one missing, and this one part is the key to the whole thing. Osiris' penis was eaten by a fish. This means that his sexuality, his divine lust, was taken from him by a creature of the underworld - the fish - Set - is the denied subconscious.
In a key episode in the conflict, Set sexually abuses Horus. Set's violation is partly meant to degrade his rival, but it also involves homosexual desire, in keeping with one of Set's major characteristics, his forceful and indiscriminate sexuality. In the earliest account of this episode, in a fragmentary Middle Kingdom papyrus, the sexual encounter begins when Set asks to have sex with Horus, who agrees on the condition that Set will give Horus some of his strength. The encounter puts Horus in danger, because in Egyptian tradition semen is a potent and dangerous substance, akin to poison. According to some texts, Set's semen enters Horus' body and makes him ill, but in "Contendings", Horus thwarts Set by catching Set's semen in his hands. Isis retaliates by putting Horus' semen on lettuces that Set eats. Set's defeat becomes apparent when this semen appears on his forehead as a golden disk. He has been impregnated with his rival's seed and as a result "gives birth" to the disk. In "Contendings", Thoth takes the disk and places it on his own head; in earlier accounts, it is Thoth who is produced by this anomalous birth.
So, we basically have homos playing the modern representation of Set, or "forceful and indiscriminate sexuality".
This is key, because sexuality is the Force of the universe. We, our own consciousness, is the result of a "forceful and indiscriminate cosmic sexuality". We just need to face it: the creative universe is in a constant state of FUCK.
Note that Horus desired Set's strength. This is because the source of it all, the Power, the Force, Dragon, Snake, Kundalini, is found in the lower chakras, the subconscious or reptilian remnants of our minds.
Set stole the solar power of Osiris. Just to remind y'all, Superman gets his power from the Sun. Superman is the son/sun of Jor-El, who is Marlon Brando. Brando is sex on wheels. Set is sex on wheels. Horus, who, like Superman, has the ability to fly, is the sun/son of Osiris.
He is the rising sun. And he only rises when he accepts his other "dad" - Set.
Homosexuality is so much in fashion it no longer makes news. Like a large number of men, I, too, have had homosexual experiences and I am not ashamed. I have never paid much attention to what people think about me. But if there is someone who is convinced that Jack Nicholson and I are lovers, may they continue to do so. I find it amusing. (1976)As we all know, Jack is the devil - the "Shining". He is the rising and setting son/sun.
The "rising sun" of human consciousness only rises out of the "sea" of the subconscious. Osiris' penis may represent his sexual desire, but that's only the tip of the iceberg. His penis is the thing that actually creates the universe.
Think about that sometimes, ye lonely masturbator. Think that you might have, in your very own hands, the key to it all. Or at the very least: a very cool metaphysical telephone.
That is why Michelle Shocked is right:
The 51-year-old singer reportedly said that if California’s Proposition 8, which effectively bans gay marriage, is overturned, “it will be the downfall of civilization, and Jesus will come back.”Gay marriage will bring back Jesus, who is Horus, who is Osiris and Set re-united, who is the symbolic representation of human consciousness and subconscious united in holy matrimony.
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| Image from Superversity |
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