When Brett Shuffler knocks down Riverboat Lil's card house, two strangers step in with amazing formulas to make Brett wish he'd stayed at home! This chapter contains lots of wild and weird formulas suggested by our readers ranging from temperature conversions to lightning distance. Meanwhile the Evil Gollarks try to find a joke funny enough to destroy the earth!
The joke is that a man’s ass is the Holy Grail. Surrender Dorothy! And you thought old What’s His Name doesn’t have a sense of humor. I’m taking the summer off. See you on the beach!
And I stood upon the sand of the sea... --Rev 13:1
Hillary invokes/aims the slain hero meme/curse right on target: just before Memorial Day.
The synchromystic blogoshere has been going on for months about Obama’s syncing with Lincoln, Kennedy, and various other Sacrificial Solar Saviors. And now the Clinton camp compares Obama to RFK in a most diabolically and plausibly deniable way...
Clinton Invokes RFK Assassination
Sen. Hillary Rodham Clinton invoked the memory of slain Democratic candidate Robert F. Kennedy as she explained her persistence in the Democratic race on Friday, saying that although the media and the Barack Obama campaign have been trying to usher her from the race, "historically, that makes no sense."
"We all remember Bobby Kennedy was assassinated in June in California," Clinton said in a meeting with the editorial board of the Argus Leader, a newspaper in South Dakota.
Her advisers later said she was using the historical reference to note that campaigns have stretched until the summer before, not to suggest that Obama might be assassinated. In the previous sentence, she had also noted that her husband's campaign in 1992 lasted until June as well. --Washington Post
Once upon a time, my straight brother and I were driving through one of those tidy middle-class neighborhoods of the American Dream made manifest (the kind Audrey dreams of in Little Shop of Horrors), when we saw a teenager mowing his lawn. “Jeezuz, do ya think he works out?” asked my brother, and I caught the quickest glimpse of a muscular titan mowing his lawn in nothing but his shorts as we drove past. That moment may have lasted only a few seconds for my eyeballs, but my imagination has turned that anonymous lawnmower stud into a thousand fantasies: the groundskeeper, the poolboy, the gardener, Adam.
James Whale was a British born film director and troubled homosexual (we’re always troubled, aren’t we?) who’s credits include Frankenstein, Bride of Frankenstein, and The Invisible Man - all huge blockbusters of their day. Frankenstein = the Creation = the Monster = Adam. As the director, Whale also gets to play God, and his name syncs up nicely there. I imagine James seething with jealousy during the scenes with Elsa Lanchester (Eve), because he secretly desired Adam for himself!
Baptized in the name of the son...
Gods and Monsters (1998) stars Ian McKellen as James Whale in later life, after his career has faded. His housekeeper hires a new gardener, who turns out to be major beefcake Clay (Earth, Adam) Boone played by Brendan Fraser.
Brendan is a sync hole all on his own, which Jake Kotze is currently documenting at The Blob: K2 and the 2012 Maya Maga Ritual. Odd, that.
If I happened home one day to find Brendan Fraser mowing the lawn in a sweaty wife-beater, I would either pass out or desperately invite him in for lemonade. James manages considerably better than that, and soon has Brendan posing shirtless for a drawing. Much drama ensues when the groundskeeper realizes the homosexual intentions of the older man, and it got me to thinking...
Maybe Adam is a vision of masculine perfection who doesn’t even understand why he was hired. He was told it was to tend the Garden, but the REAL reason is because the Owner of the Garden delights in his every move, from the sun glistening off his sweat dappled brow to the powerful thrust of his arms and legs as he pushes the lawnmower across the lawn.
Which is just a roundabout way of saying that maybe the Creation really DOES revolve around Man. If we let it.
Dad (Abba) is hopelessly in love/lust with his son/twin, and wouldn’t it be typical if the greatest taboo on earth ends up being the greatest joy in heaven?
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Ian McKellen (his slight frame notwithstanding), is a major sync heavyweight, with LOTR, X-Men, The Da Vinci Code and The Golden Compass under his belt. In a way, Ian has been playing the same role over and over - the Grail Quester - and in Gods and Monsters, he comes perilously close to realizing his goal.
My folks and I saw Little Shop of Horrors last Saturday - at my 17 year old nephew’s high school production. The school mascot is a purple kangaroo, the pink elephant of Oz. Frank Oz directed the film version in 1986, so that made perfect sync sense.
I haven’t been back to high school in... ages. Going back in time like that sort of puts me in a different place, where symbols live and syncs flow. As we found our seats and waited for the lights to go down, music played softly through the loudspeakers, and the first song up was Stairway to Heaven (yea, I know). It seems like every high school dance I ever attended always ritually ended with Stairway to Heaven - the most undanceable song ever written. God I hated that song. I hated the dances too, but they were ‘required’.
So I’m back in high school, except the last song I heard is now the first. Taking up where I left off?
Little Shop of Horrors was a 1982 off-Broadway alien invasion musical by Alan Menken and Howard Ashman, based upon the 1960 B-movie of the same name. The invader takes the form of a Venus flytrap like plant that appears suddenly during a total solar eclipse. The plant is found by (chooses) Seymour Krelboyne (Rick Moranis), amateur horticulturalist and inept employee of penny pinching Jewish/Indian Gravis Mushnick (Vincent Gardenia) - proprietor of a down and out florist shop (Eden) on skid row. Seymour is an orphan who was taken in by Mushnick as a child. Parents unknown, though his last name is a clue.
This plant has the power to make all your dreams come true as long as you keep it well fed, the downside being that it eats only fresh meat - human blood sacrifice. Seymour names the plant Audrey II, after the sweet but dotty Audrey Fulquard (Ellen Greene): the other employee at the florist shop, and Seymour’s secret love interest.
Audrey Tautou (Tau Cross + King Tou, the sender of golden cups as tribute to King David) played Sophie Neveu (New Wisdom) in 'The Da Vinci Code', and along with the Venus sync, the plant resonates the divine feminine (devouring black hole), but oddly it has a deep masculine voice, obviously a male personality. Male and female.
Is it just me, or does this little pistil look like a stamen?
The florist’s shop has a few regular customers, one being Mrs. Siddie Shiva, who has a very large family and comes in almost daily for flower arrangements for her many relative’s funerals. “Sitting Shiva” is the Jewish custom of a week long period of grief and mourning for relatives. I saw shiva on my funeral visit to NYC.
“Hinduism identifies Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva as each representing one of the three primary aspects of the divine in Hinduism, known collectively as the Trimurti. In the Trimurti system, Brahma is the creator, Vishnu is the maintainer or preserver, and Shiva is the destroyer or TRANSFORMER.”
Shiva’s weapon is the trident (We have the Trident Nuclear Subase on Hood Canal, which has been called the "deadliest weapon ever"). Shiva is also known as Ardhanarishvara, “the lord who is half woman” (which is not the same as "half-man, half-woman", says Ellen Goldberg).
Jesus calls himself “the Root and the Offspring of David, and the bright Morning Star” in Rev 22:16 (4x4), signifying Venus, who is also the divine feminine. Both Jesus and Shiva are to return at the end of the Age.
Anyway, back in the florist’s shop: Seymour accidentally pricks his finger on a rose (another divine feminine symbol) and ritually castrates himself (According to Christopher Knowles.) The plant opens wide when it smells blood, and Seymour feeds it, singing “grow for me”. Almost at once, wealth, fame and love come into Seymour’s life, which shows the plant to have Godlike power - the ability to grant wishes, or alter reality. It is also the power of the Cosmic Cube.
Seymour protects his power plant.
As the plant grows, the financial success of the flower shop keeps pace. Mr. Mushnick is thrilled with the miracle, but he overhears the wicked dentist whisper temptation into Seymour’s ear: Take the plant and leave this dump on skid row for a better neighborhood. Mushnick is struck with fear at the prospect of his “golden goose” flying the coop, so he proposes a clever ball and chain: to make Seymour his legal son - Mushnick & Son.
Mushnick is a Jewish Indian, representing both the Abrahamic religions and the religions of the East (the two Shivas). Once the power of Seymour and the plant are shown, both East AND West want a piece of him, and claim him as their own. But in truth, neither East or West are Seymour’s true father, because he’s a foundling. So where’s he from?
Jesus said, "My kingdom is not of this world. If it were, my servants would fight to prevent my arrest by the Jews. But now my kingdom is from another place." --John 18:36
As the plant grows it continues demanding more and more blood. Seymour can’t keep up, and is forced to take advantage of “accidental” deaths in order to feed the plant. First Audrey’s sadistic dentist boyfriend, then Mr. Mushnick, and eventually even Audrey the first.
Size (Mass) does matter.
Finally, Seymour realizes the plant’s cunning plan: to have cuttings taken and then be distributed all over the country! He tries shooting, cutting and poisoning the plant, but its hide is too tough. He then runs into its open jaws with a machete - planning to kill it from within.
Of course, Shiva/Jesus isn’t so easy to kill anymore, and Seymour is the one who is eaten, the plant spitting out the machete. The following day, the plant’s four new buds open, each bud showing the living face of a victim - born again.
I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. --John 15:5
As we left the auditorium and walked to the parking lot, I noticed a bright bumblebee yellow and black striped Ford Mustang in the parking lot, hiding in plain sight, and when I got back home from the show, I tossed our ticket stubs out on the kitchen table, and noticed that one of them was number 666. Sheesh!
Feed Me!
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NOTES:
Seymour’s leap into the maw of the plant reminds me of Agent K’s (Tommy Lee Jones) leap into the gullet of the giant Bug in Men In Black. This bug was also an alien invader, intent on consuming a world. Perhaps the same entity? “Destroying from within” might represent the takeover of the church, media and government by people who are not what they seem.
A skid row or skid road is a run-down or dilapidated urban area with a large population of impoverished abusers of alcohol and, often, other drugs. In a related expression, someone who is down and out is said to be "on the skids". The term originally referred literally to a path along which loggers skidded logs; that literal meaning is now obsolete. Its current sense appears to have originated in the Pacific Northwest. --wikipedia
Apple is an influence upon the upcoming Disney Pixar release, Wall-E.
CNN Money writes that when designing the movie's heroine, Eve, director Andrew Stanton described her as "high-end technology – no expense spared" and wanted it "to be seamless and for the technology to be sort of hidden and subcutaneous." --Macnn
Pinwheels anyone?
Added 4/14:
Apple's Worldwide Developer Conference, scheduled for June 9-11, has sold out for the first time ever. Attendance at the event has rapidly grown as interest in the Mac platform has snowballed in proportion to rapid new sales of Macs. --Apple Insider
My head has been working overtime connecting a few Deloozian dots, brought about by the amazing equation:
Respect = Worship = Energy = Food of the Gods
In this world, energy is essentially invisible to us, though a roaring fire can be cozy. Mass is the only thing we can touch or own, though mass is also a form of energy, at least according to Albert: E = mc2. We know energy is essential for life, and we’ve learned how to harness fire, and then electricity, fission, fusion, and God knows what’s next. In religious texts, the spirit is said to be invisible and necessary for life - and it has finally dawned on me that they are one and same. Spirit = Energy.
Electricity is the ultimate symbol of invisible energy, which mythically even creates life - Frankenstein (who Mary Shelley called ‘Adam’). The Freemason Ben Franklin is famous for harnessing electricity via a kite (the power of the air in diamond cruciform) and thus illuminating the key. Which is like harnessing Zeus. The Sky God made Demiurge.
"...and one day, soon, man is going to be able to harness incredible energies..." --Edith Keeler - The City on the Edge of Forever
The symbol of both energy and idea has become the electric light bulb (a “Hermetically” sealed vacuum SPHERE). Thomas (the twin) Edison, the 20th century light bringer. Speaking of twins, everyone knows electricity requires two poles in order to flow - the positive and negative, black and white, duality. The spice must flow. The Gestapo SS symbol - two electric lightning bolts - lightning storm troopers? Throw a KISS to the boys in the band.
Twin poles like the twin towers, or the twin spires of so many cathedrals. If great symbolic monuments are built in order to collect human spirit energy, then perhaps they are literally vaults, saving up the worship energy over time. The older and more mythic an object, the more respect it garners - the more energy INVESTED. A piggy bank must be broken in order to make a withdrawal, and this apparently holds true for ALL vessels of symbolic power, from buildings to pop stars - the long established and sacred ritual sacrifice.
A "spiritual treasury"
The Catholic ceremony is called Mass - converting the masses into energy, (bread into the body of Christ) which is food for the Gods. Religious relics and shrines are great little dynamos, and it doesn’t even matter if the relic is “genuine”, as long as the worshiper believes it. Same energy made, and I’m sure it tastes great, though possibly less filling.
Stick 'em up.
The elite are frequently photographed making the sign of the “devil’s hand” - a twin fingered symbol. perhaps they imagine their hands sucking energy from the masses, like a toaster oven suckles energy from the (checkerboard) grid, via a plug. We have many twin fingered salutes, and maybe they all plug into the same outlet?
Electric motors operate by spinning, which reminds me of spinning wheels, planets, galaxies, merry-go-rounds, tornadoes, helicopters and stargates. Matthew has noticed the prominent placement of ferris wheels in the most mythically CHARGED locations, which makes them generators, spinning up the energy field like a turbine.
"Do you think my horns are sexy?"
The old Gods always had horns - symbols of power, especially sexual potency. Two nodes - plug head. Plugs have two prongs, and many have three. That prong goes to Ground, like a terrier. (Fertile ground, Gaia, earth, clay, Adam) I suspect the phallus is the third prong. Men don’t have horns (with the possible exception of GWB). Like Hellboy, our horns (our spirit energy receivers), have been either lost or cut off, but we do still have our grounding rods.
In 'Transformers', the cuboid Allspark was hidden beneath Hoover Dam, whose immense mass is compared to the Great Pyramid of Egypt, of which we are all so fond. Perhaps they are equivalents, with equivalent purposes. Curiously, the dam is the harness of the potential electrical energy of water. If we think of ourselves as water molecules in the river of cosmic consciousness, then maybe the damned are the dammed.
If Earth is a spirit energy mining operation, then we’re the workers on the surface of Bespin, making “Tibanna Gas“, while the “Overlords” float above in their cloud cities. I’m reminded that Cloud City’s Baron was a former space pirate. How interesting that pirates are all the rage.
Money makes the world go round, but it runs on oil. Oil = Energy = Spirit, so could it really be any other way that the world’s largest oil deposits lie directly below the richest source of Tibanna Gas? As Muslims circle the Kaaba in Mecca, do they create the black gold below?
I have a feeling I know why the basic rule “As above, so below” is so utterly reliable. Because the Gods never had an original idea in their lives. They simply made an earthly version of heaven, in every detail.
It's weird how the elite's heaven on earth is my hell. Maybe we can figure out how to reverse the flow. Pole shift, anyone?
Video: Kelly Clarkson asks for your respect.
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NOTES:
Rock and Roll is obviously a huge respect/worship/energy maker, and it even has a shrine: the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland, Ohio. Designed by I. M. Pei (I am pie?), the same gent who gave us the Louvre pyramid. He sure loves him his tri-angels (sic).
In the comments to Mayday!, Christopher Knowles reports that on or about May 5 is Old Beltane - the “astrologically correct” May Day.
The old Celtic name for May Day is Beltane (in its most popular Anglicized form), which is derived from the Irish Gaelic 'Bealtaine' or the Scottish Gaelic 'Bealtuinn', meaning 'Bel-fire', the fire of the Celtic god of light (Bel, Beli or Belinus). He, in turn, may be traced to the Middle Eastern god Baal. --Mike Nichols
Cinco de Mayo is a minor regional Mexican holiday turned into another major U.S. beer marketing bash (on par with Oktoberfest and St. Patrick’s day), that synchromystically happens to land on a day celebrating a solar deity.
And people say there will be no choices in the NWO.
"The human male cock is the tentacle tip of a joyous multidimensional shapeshifting multi-modality ecstacy experiencing BEAST of enormous proportions..." more
