Video: Real Estate Downfall. "The Housing Bubble bursts on a speculator." Snagged via Bill in Exile.
Brilliant. It inspired my own version...
Video: Real Estate Downfall. "The Housing Bubble bursts on a speculator." Snagged via Bill in Exile.
Brilliant. It inspired my own version...
I'm suffering from a melancholy state of mind. No idea when or if it will lift, but it has settled, and I think I will take a leave from blogging. I can sense many reasons for it, the general malaise of my country being an obvious answer, but I usually manage to rise above that. I really do feel like a Jeremiah after the election. My brothers celebrated in the streets with Obama's victory, delirious with the idea of "real change", but somehow I feel it is all so staged, so pat... I guess that's what we are reduced to scrabbling over these days... the change. Meanwhile the fat cats continue to take all the cream. Jeremiahs are party poopers.
But it goes deeper than that. I was recently told that I was "demon possessed" by someone who I held in some regard. Not that I haven't been told that before. I'm demon possessed not because of my record of violent crime or anything like that, but just because I'm gay. It's especially great to be called demon possessed after you try to help someone out - an excellent incentive program!
I sorta thought I'd gotten way over that witchy charge, but the thing is, I've lately come to consider the reality of spirit entities that might be called demons, and considering my archetype theory, where all human beings are "avatars" of the spirits, then being "demon-possessed" is just a fact of life, not anything special. Still, I'd prefer a nice demon, one that doesn't totally trash the place.
And this week I read a tract that is essentially Neo-Calvinist in doctrine - Calvin being the cornerstone of the "predestined to damnation" doctrine so popular with the right crowd. Fags are always damned, kinda like Huckleberry Finn, except we didn't even DO anything obviously wicked like help a slave to escape, we're just damned for our lustful thoughts.
But, I think the real reason I'm so blue, is that I wonder why God doesn't answer prayers. I mean, MY prayers. Why not? Why the fuck NOT? Why doesn't God want the guy across the street to be cured from cancer? Why doesn't he want my own sister freed from alcoholism? Only a total JERK wouldn't answer prayers like that. The obvious answer is that he doesn't exist, so get over it. The typical Christian answer is that it's because he doesn't answer a fag's prayers, so again... get over it.
But it's not like the bible believing Christians are out there casting out devils themselves! Where are the miracles? Where ARE the fucking MIRACLES? It's a legit complaint, considering the bible is basically one long and tedious record of miracles. So basically, I'm at a "show me the money" stage. Which is... how long can I go on deluding myself that there is an omnipotent and loving cosmic super intelligence that gives a shit about tiny little intellects AKA human beings?
(OK, I just got a strange email seconds before I posted this, but it's not a miracle, it's just an email. So the post stands.)
The Spirit clearly says that in later times some will abandon the faith and follow deceiving spirits and things taught by demons. Such teachings come through hypocritical liars, whose consciences have been seared as with a hot iron. They forbid people to marry and order them to abstain from certain foods, which God created to be received with thanksgiving by those who believe and who know the truth. --1 Timothy 4:1-3
Why do I love the bible? Because it makes such a great defensive weapon against bible bashers! Paul calls everyone behind Prop. 8 a hypocritical liar and follower of demons! How awesome is that? You go grrrl.
The demonizing of queers is SO predictable. Finally the 2x4 has hit even the mainstream, and every American gets it - "God's Country" is being taken down. If that's so, then it must be because of some great sin, am I right? Who could it be... who could it be? Boy, I'd rather not look in the mirror... Oh, I know... faggots!!
I've got news for them. We're not playing the docile scapegoat this time around, and we're most certainly not turning the other cheek.
They might even be forced to look in the mirror.
As noted in in the previous post, the symbolism surrounding John McCain's concession ritual was wildly evocative: Gold, Nazi-style banners, twin phallic pillars, and above all, the silver 5 pointed star of Venus/Ashtart/Ishtar/Asherah - the Queen of Heaven.
Looking again at the twin banners, so evocative of twin towers, Solomon's Temple and of course, 911. McCain stands before us a "fallen" man - his Presidential aspirations laying like rubble around him. Might he be standing in for those twin towers? Christopher K. at The Secret Sun has pointed out that when the towers fell, they "revealed" the symbolic architecture present in the World Financial Center - a dome, a pyramid, a stepped pyramid, and a star. Buildings that until 911 had been overshadowed by the massive towers. If the towers represented the Jewish/Solomonic/Freemasonic tradition, then the WFC may represent an older tradition - that of Egypt. Combining the fall of "Solomon" McCain with the rise of Egyptian Pharaoh resonating Barack Obama, we get Egypt rising again - like the Phoenix.
Solomon was famous for being exceedingly rich - especially in gold.
The weight of the gold that Solomon received yearly was 666 talents, not including the revenues brought in by merchants and traders. Also all the kings of Arabia and the governors of the land brought gold and silver to Solomon. --2 Chronicles 9:13
Ah... that lucky number. McCain is noted to be very rich, and his campaign "temple" was literally dripping in gold. If McCain is symbolically Solomon, he is also symbolically the USA (New Israel), which until recently was exceedingly rich, and received tribute from all the kings of Arabia in the form of - black gold.
Solomon was an apostate King, forsaking Jehovah for the Babylonian mystery schools. He was the one who brought Mystery Babylon into the "Promised Land", and he is the one Freemasons venerate even today. The Babylonian tradition is essentially the Egyptian tradition - same Goddess, different names.
If McCain is Solomon, then HE is the one who brings Mystery Babylon into New Israel. I wonder where she is? Maybe standing on his right and left, where the real star power shines... McCain's Asherah poles.
The woman was dressed in purple (blue) and scarlet (red), and was glittering with gold, precious stones and pearls. She held a golden cup in her hand, filled with abominable things and the filth of her adulteries. This title was written on her forehead: MYSTERY BABYLON THE GREAT, THE MOTHER OF PROSTITUTES AND OF THE ABOMINATIONS OF THE EARTH. --Revelation 17:4-5
Not to be to a Jeremiah, or anything...
John McCain's Concession Ritual.
Gold pillarmids... Check. Gold tie... check.
Gold Nouveau Nazi banners... check. Golden bird... check.
Golden hair... check.
Golden outfit for Nancy... check. Now let's talk about African Americans...
We went down to Redmond Town Center today for a little Sunday outing - walk the dogs, get a little sun, groceries, people watch. We parked next to a new Victoria's Secret - opening soon! The store was shrouded in pink and white striped wrapping, hiding what was inside - a secret indeed.
A "match made in heaven". Note the red Templar cross. Posh is an old English term for luxury transport (port out, starboard home) married to Becks - the German (illuminati) beer... how Windsor.
When we got home I was greeted by the latest Matthew Delooze newsletter, always a welcome treat. Today he was going off about the Beckhams - David and Victoria. I've long considered David Beckham to be a New Hermes, and Matthew essentially says the same thing - David is channelling ancient angel/reptilian/archetype energy via tattoos! But the Victoria synch drew me to his wife - a SPICE girl. All sci-fi nerds know that the entire galaxy runs on Spice via Frank Herbert's Dune (the ultimate source of all Hermetic knowledge). According to Delooze, reptilians/angels/watchers require emotional energy to survive - the spice of life. 'Spice Girl' is oddly chilling when viewed from the desert planet of Arrakis.
Now Victoria, besides being the most sexually repressive QUEEN in history, is also Nike - the Goddess of Victory. Nike Inc. signifies their athletic shoes with their famous swoosh, which was probably intended as a wink toward Mercury and his fleet-footed sandals. So we have Nike wedded to Mercury in English pop stars and a Portland, OR athletic shoe company.
In Pop-politics, Obama (channeling Hermes all the way) was famously wedded to Victoria in his speech at the Prussian Siegessaeule, or Victory Column - topped with everyone's favorite Goddess (via The Secret Sun).
And now for the queer angle (you knew it had to be coming): Julie Andrews played a drag queen in despair in Blake Edward's (her DIRECTOR husband) Victor/Victoria, which next to The Sound of Music is one of my favorite things. Julie is a woman playing a man, playing a woman. It's a tranniepalooza, and it happens to have some of the best show tunes ever, but they're besides the point. The POINT... is that Victoria is actually VICTOR!
Which is... Victoria's SECRET!!!
Le Jazz Hot - Victor/Victoria. "She's a winner!"