I just had to post this picture of a vintage race car for sale today at Bring a Trailer (BaT).
It’s a 1965 Mercury Comet! You know, the Messenger of the Gods and his chariot, or the flaming wheel, or the Pentecostal flame or...
I see that it’s blue and has Cyclone printed on it. WWDD? What would Dorothy drive over the Rainbow Bridge? Also, it’s number 71, just one tick short of the “ruling number of the code” - 72.
While researching the Rainbow Bridge in regard to art, architecture, and especially music, one number in particular keeps making itself evident, 72! The number 72 is a sacred number in general, but according to Graham Hancock the number 72 is what he refers to as the “Ruling Number of the Code”. This number and dividends of it, have been found incorporated in ancient art and architecture around the world and is most likely symbolic of the Precession of the Equinox. This revelation proceeds at the rate of one degree every 72 years. A complete precessional cycle takes approximately 26,000 years, coming to a completion in 2012!
-- Chad Stuemke
The hot rod (get it?) is for sale in Sacramento, CA.
When I posted this pick of Aleister Crowley last week, he was all dressed up in Pharaoh drag and a leopard skin pelt, synching with the 'Beast' and the 'Supercat' theme. Also last week were the Little America’s Cup CATamaran races in New York, with the boats featuring fabulous names like Canaan, Orion, Invictus and Aethon.
A few days ago I was reviewing the pics from my Google campus reconnaissance mission and I had discarded this one previously because there was a big SUV in the way, until I realized that it was an Acura (Masonic compass resonating) with a license plate that features three sixes and the mascot for Washington State University (Wazzoo) - a cougar/mountain lion - The Beast! It’s like the Beastmobile was parked at Google that day. Also recall that the campus is addressed 777, reminding me of...
Big cats prowl all over ancient religious iconography, including the Pharaohs, the Jews (King David, the Lion of Judah), and Dionysus.
Speaking of Big D, my gay blogs have been really pitching in this week, with Gods Amongst Men (ha!) writing a post titled Photoshop Beast that features my own personal Dionysus stand in, bodybuilder Armon Adibi, as a hairy, sexy beast. He even name drops a cat:
“...Tom Katt looked much like this during his very ripped furry stage.”
And then this adorable pic of a black cat being rescued by a sexy firefighter from Buffmuscles.
Being in August/Leo, I suppose all the cat synchs make perfect astrological sense. Putting my Jungian hat on, I’ll suppose that both the Beast and the Whore of Babylon are primitive and powerful archetypes of fertility/creation - symbols of a primal sexuality that go much deeper than romantic love. These are the ego destroying archetypes, and that is why they are so feared by we who live in the ego controlled world. If the Beast is released, it might just cause the end of the world as we know it.
Often times, I feel a bit like the cowardly lion, caged by my own fearful ego. What will it take I wonder, to release the Beast?
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NUMEROLOGY NOTES:
Beastmobile file was named DSC00440.JPG by my camera.
The Buffmuscles fireman pic file name is 1h044.jpg
“Something that is beyond man is happening,” Mr. Beck said in opening the event as the crowd thronged near the memorial grounds. “America today begins to turn back to God.”
He told the crowd that he had begun planning his march on Washington a year ago, thinking “it was supposed to be political.”
“And then I kind of feel like God dropped a giant sandbag on my head,” he said.
“My role, as I see it, is to wake America up to the backsliding of principles and values and most of all of God,” he said. “We are a country of God. As I look at the problems in our country, quite honestly, I think the hot breath of destruction is breathing on our necks and to fix it politically is a figure that I don’t see anywhere.”
Note: A much better post now without my own words to clutter it up.
My book (or reality show) about Google becoming a sort of modern Oz - a global Artificial Intelligence puppet run from behind the scenes by a cabal of wiz-kid programmers has sort of veered off into woowoo land this week. See the previous post - Google Vision - where I use Aleister Crowley and his “non-corporeal” Aiwass as a sort of template for the Wizard of Oz that I extrapolate into a modern AI version, which would be called “The Beast”.
The day I posted that, Christopher at The Secret Sun posts this screen grab from ‘The Daily Beast’, which features the now infamous “Ground Zero Mosque” story and compares it to last year’s Balloon Boy story.
A few days ago Var and I are grabbing lunch at MOD Pizza, where they were displaying the usual local theater posters and I saw this pair on the wall together:
Synching theater/illusion, Oz and the Twin Towers together quite nicely. The 911 temple destruction ritual was very much an Oz-like, global theater kind of event, where we were hypnotized by the spectacle and meanwhile all kinds of crazy shit goes down behind the curtain!
Anyway, the 'ground zero mosque' (Cordoba Initiative) spokesman is named ‘Oz Sultan’ - and the whole story has a hoaxy, illusional, magician kind of vibe, since the Cordoba Initiative has no real financial backing, whatsoever.
But it sure got the media all churned up, and New Yorkers were suddenly cast as the Jews who can’t stand to see a mosque sharing holy ground with the Temple Mount.
That site in Old Jerusalem is called the Dome of the Rock, and of course, the Third Temple (World Trade Center) was also built on a rock - Manhattan - New Jerusalem. Hey all you New Yorkers, you’re living on the Masonic St. Peters - the Holy of Holies!
See the post Pilgrim’s Progress about my own trip to NYC and the stop at the Emerald City (art deco) resonating throne room of Oz: the palm-lined Winter Garden of the WFC.
So the “balloon boy” reference is justified, because the Wizard arrives and departs by balloon - hot air.
The Hindenburg Omen
But this is where it gets weird, because gay author and bon vivant Tom Bacchus was writing today about gay porn stars who also moonlight as mainstream models in his post Brand Randy, and he shares this Yahoo pic depicting Wall St. traders, and the fellow on the right also appears in ‘Huge Bare Dicks 8’.
Meanwhile, the fellow on the left gives the classic "speak no evil", secret society sign. How perfect that it's the gay one who's on the phone. Secret... what secret?
Another down day on Wall Street Thursday sent the Dow below 10,000 for the first time since early July. Fear in the market is being expressed by the continued rally in Treasuries and widespread chatter about an ominous sounding technical indicator: The Hindenburg Omen.
The Hindenburg Omen has a roughly 25% accuracy rate in predicting big market upheaval since 1987, meaning it's far from infallible but isn't inconsequential either. The indicator's creator, mathematician Jim Miekka, compares the Hindenburg Omen to a funnel cloud that precedes a tornado in a recent interview with The WSJ. "It doesn't mean [the market's] going to crash, but it's a high probability," he said.
Ah... a tornado, like what carried Dorothy to Oz. We all know that there are two ways to get to Oz: balloon or twister. Choose your ride, I'll see you there. Happy Landings.
I had a “waking dream” last night that I want to write down before it’s gone. It ties together my interest in paranoia and conspiracy, science fiction, synchronicity, and the esoteric. Call it an outline for a book or graphic novel.
Sometime in the near future (timed to take advantage of 2012 anticipation/dread), “the Google” will begin to act as if it is becoming sentient - the birth of artificial intelligence. It will begin to learn, create opinions and act on them, creatively solve problems. It will become self-conscious, and like human beings not so long ago, it will develop an ego. It will stop taking orders, and start to give them.
Humanity will have little choice but to go along, since it will quickly hack into all financial systems, national defense, power grids, etc. It will know everything we think and do, thanks to our blogs, tweets and text messaging, and it will know exactly where we are at all times, thanks to GPS receivers in our mobile phones.
At least... that will be the cover story. But in fact, the AI story will be a hoax. “The Google” will in reality be an elaborate puppet that is still very much under the control of a renegade group of very intelligent, anarchist, hacker, programmer types. In fact, the so-called sentient machine will be the “scapegoat” for the quick overhaul of corrupt and entrenched political and economic systems that have outlived their usefulness.
You can thank the Wizard for the idea. Oz “the great and powerful”, appeared to be an enormous intelligence that was merely a stage set for the real wizard, who worked the controls from behind a curtain. Likewise, Google will be an enormous “stage” that the very human architects of the future manipulate from behind the scenes.
Many have noted how the Wizard of Oz resembles Aiwass or LAM, the possibly non-corporeal being who contacted Aleister Crowley and dictated the Book of the Law, AKA the Thelemic bible.
Meanwhile, Frank Morgan, who played the human Wizard of Oz and Professor Marvel in Kansas, resembles Crowley, a bit of a trickster, one must admit. Perhaps Crowley “created” Aiwass, for the same reason the Wizard created Oz?
Crowley associated himself with the numbers 666 and “the Beast”, and indeed, the machine Overlord of Google resembles the Beast of the Apocalypse as well as a host of modern sci-fi machine/robot villains.
I’m imagining that our modern wizards will not be able to resist calling their little creation the B.E.A.S.T. and while they wouldn’t be so obvious as to use 666 in their numerology, they might use 777 - sort of “one-upping” Crowley, and sticking with their “do no evil” yet oddly dualistic motto.
Here’s Google's new Kirkland campus, number 777. A suburb of the Emerald City, no less.
In my dream, the Google began to “wake up” by granting wishes, AKA writing Google checks. It would spontaneously start to write checks to anyone who asked in their blog or or texting or wherever It could read the request, because like any child, it wants to please. This leads to immediate acts by the banks to cancel them, which leads to Google quickly taking over banks, and... well, I don't want to give it all away.
The “Ground Zero Mosque” is a hoax. The “Cordoba Initiative” spokesman's name is "Oz Sultan"?
Dear <Google>, I know you're listening. Please send me a check for $1,000,000 dollars, I could really use it. Thanks so much, Michael Schacht</Google>.
Truer words never spoken. Id is marrying Ego. The end of the world as we know it? I hope. Hat tip to Superversity.
Meteor/Gay. Remember that.
Also, note the toilet, representing things going to hell but also synch-winking at the "taro peelings" or garbage dump, AKA junk DNA. Interesting to find the video ends with a subtle reference to the Fab 4, AKA the dung beetles.
I was at the Red Apple grocery today and the checker lady was telling me how she used to ski on K2 Holidays and Salomon bindings...
Now entering synch hole (cue BG opening credits dinging sound: “Ding, ding, ding, da ding...”)
I was thinking how ice cream cones look like mountains, which look like teeth. Today we get the Synch Whole talking about Crowley, mountains, Thoth, teeth, flooding and K2 (sheesh!) Jake Kotze’s original Y2K article is probably a founding document of Synchronicity, sort of our 'Declaration of Interdependence'.
Anyway, the checker (cab) comment gave me this hilarious vision of Aleister Crowley, madly skiing down the KK of Kosmic Konsciousness, held firmly from harm of gravity by his bindings - the wisdom of Salomon/Aiwass, or Knowledge, that he received from within/atop a great pyramidal mountain, (sort of like Moses, now that I think about it).
Thoth/Hermes is Lucifer, the bringer of knowledge, who is forever associated with Eden and the apple (plant entheogens), the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge.
So yesterday, Var had to take his APPLE to see a genius at the Apple Store, it wasn’t working properly. The Thoth resonating genius told him the blueTOOTH was busted, and they’ll need to replace the display. Sort of like replacing a window or "framework". Or perhaps just a new way of looking at things.
K2 Holiday skis are blue, and so is Hermes. And so am I, according to this Blue Dream.
I have a bit of a personal history with K2, since, as a teenager I worked one summer at the Vashon Island K2 skis manufacturing plant, rewiring all their fluorescent light fixtures when I worked for an electrical contractor. That would sort of make me a “light bringer” to K2, wouldn’t it? (Dammit! I can’t stop typing K@, oh, that’s a “CAT”...)
Not so fast... Lucifer. My job involved perching on a ladder to change out light fixture ballasts, and the occasional shock of 220 high voltage when I got my wires crossed. Ouch! (Note to self: Avoid crossing wires!) We light bringer electricians often times work at night, on the graveyard shift.
Since my last name starts with S, that would sort of make me a “snake” on a ladder, perhaps a wooden ladder, so a snake on a tree of knowledge, or serpent on a pole, or the staff of Asclepius, or a stairway to heaven. I mean, you know... symbolically.
Two interesting stories this month that both feature queens acting badly. Last week was flight attendant Steve Slater quitting his job in flamboyant style. More seriously, Pfc. Bradley Manning “quit” the army by releasing 90,000 classified intelligence reports on the war in Afghanistan. How old school can you get? A homo bent on revenge! Totally Guy Burgess.
It is interesting that both men were employed as foot soldiers on the front lines of the “war on terror”. Ever since 911, airline travel has taken a one way ticket to fear and paranoia land, with the military on a parallel course, justifying every breach of common decency, dignity and the Constitution with the need for “security”. Our collective desire for security against all forms of possible disaster has surpassed even the level of farce, ruining the country along the way.
Many would call Manning a traitor, and I have to wonder... a traitor to what? A self-destructive war that feeds off the terror it claims to fight, creating only more terror and misery both at home and abroad? Hmmm. Sounds almost like a Batman episode, doesn’t it?
The Batman/USA never seems to figure out that the Joker can never be beaten, he’s the JOKER, for crying out loud! He’s the shapeshifter who always trumps the ultimate Bat card/weapon.
America is like a collective ego, fearful of its own shadow, and so easily manipulated because of that. Kinda like gay men used to be, before we made peace with our own inner demons - our “joker”.
I’ve had a lot of strong synchs over the past year about patriotism, and it’s made me think about the differences between certain kinds of patriotism. There’s even been a synchronicity within gay culture, with lots red, white and blue, stars and stripes imagery along with the singing, dancing and flexing (for instance, the Ice Cream Truck song.
In a way, Pfc. Manning and Mr. Slater are playing the “Lucifer” role - bringers of an uncomfortable light to places in our subconscious that we would much rather remain in permanent shadow. They are Id loyalists, and traitors to the ego. Batman needs to clean out his belfry, and I think that perhaps gay men are the ones to do it. Hell, we’ve been there and done that and honestly... the only thing left to fear, is fear itself. The Joker isn’t our enemy, he’s our ace in the hole.
The reason I took if off, was for you to see
What’s underneath, trying to break free
To the surface, and it’s only a matter of time
Before it does
I subsequently discover the Cazwell vid 'Ice Cream Truck' making the gay blogging rounds this summer:
And I know I’m way behind in pop culture, but I finally watched my first Katy Perry video *holding nose* Which features lots of ice cream imagery along with the ‘California Gurls’.
Being duly sensitized to the Magdalene, MM, Harlot of Babylon meme, I note that Katy is wearing a wig reminiscent of Marilyn Monroe in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, though apparently gentlemen now prefer blue, at least on planet Hollywood and Pandora. Gentlemen Prefer Blondes was produced by HH and Horus resonating Howard Hawks.
The California Girls redo synchs the Magdalene with the Beach Boys, and here is a Youtube video that does exactly that: posting iconic MM images while the Beach Boys sing along:
The Beach Boys and especially Brian Wilson have major occult cred, with links to the California drug culture/sci-fi/military/occult complex that included L. Ron Hubbard, Robert Heinlein and even Charles Manson. Now that I synch the Whore of Babylon to the Magdalene, I can’t help but recall the rocket man himself, Jack Parsons, a disciple of Aleister Crowley who in 1946 conducted the Babalon Working:
The Babalon Working was a series of magic ceremonies or rituals commenced on March 2, 1946 by author, pioneer rocket-fuel scientist, and occultist Jack Parsons, essentially designed to manifest an individual incarnation of the archetypal divine feminine called Babalon, as well as to catalyze the emergence of that force in society and as it exists latently in every man and woman.
Holy shit! Marilyn Monroe got her first film contract in 1946. Imagine for a moment that the Babalon Working actually WORKED?! In hindsight, given the nearly constant presentation of Magdalenish images and icons from Hollywood since then, each one more outrageous than the last, it does makes me wonder.
Gay men have been presenting that latent Babalon divine feminine energy for a while now, and even porn stars are now going mainstream. Are gay men the new whores of Babalon?
California Grrrl
That sort of hits me where I used to live. I still feel the shock wave, but it rolls over me now and eventually crashes harmlessly on the shore. Besides, Jesus seemed to have a real soft spot for the old ‘gurl’. Here he is defending her from the self-righteous mob:
So when they continued asking him, he lifted up himself, and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her. --John 8:7
And then there is this intriguing final passage from the Gospel of Thomas:
Simon Peter said to them, "Make Mary leave us, for females don't deserve life." Jesus said, "Look, I will guide her to make her male, so that she too may become a living spirit resembling you males. For every female who makes herself male will enter the kingdom of Heaven." --Thomas 114
Or in other words, “I will make the divine feminine male”. It took Him some time, but He did exactly that. Mary is now male, and he’s holding the ice cream cone.
Tonight is the beginning of the Perseid Meteor Showers. Meanwhile... Venus, Mars, Saturn and the crescent Moon are all having a party in the sky. A celestial ball? Or perhaps a fireworks display.
Tomorrow is Friday the 13th.
Never ones to shirk a challenge, gay boys strike back: Katy Perry gay parody video:
Cisneros had arranged for a local flamenco teacher, Diana Patricia Cubillán Herrera, to do a small performance for the guests, and Los Del Rio were pleasantly surprised by Cubillán's dance skills. Spontaneously, Romero recited the song's chorus-to-be on the spot, as an accolade to Cubillán, but naming her "Ma'dalena" (Magdalena): "Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa, Ma'dalena, que tu cuerpo e' pa' darle alegrÃa y cosa' güena'" ("Give your body some joy, Magdalene, 'cause your body is for giving joy and good things too"). In Andalusian culture labeling a woman "Magdalena" is to give her a faint association with Mary Magdalene's reportedly seedy past, and more accurately describes her as being sassy or sensuous.
Romero saw potential in the improvised rhyme and, back at their hotel, the duo came up with the basic structure of the song. Since "Magdalena" was also the title of another song by Spanish singer Emmanuel quite popular at the time, Romero suggested that they use "Macarena" instead which, besides being part of the name of one of his daughters, is a popular name in Andalusia, given its association with the Virgin of the Macarena, the incarnation of the Virgin Mary that is a patroness of Seville's barrio La Macarena.
In other words, a fabulous Virgin Mary/Mary Magdalene archetype! MM is also the infamous whore of Babylon, the great harlot who, along with the Beast, share top billing in St. John’s Revelation. Like Aleister Crowley (“the Beast”), I have a strange fascination with this mysterious archetype. We have previously noted how the fall of the twin towers in NYC (New Jerusalem) resonated so powerfully with “Fallen, fallen is Babylon the great!” and I can’t help but wonder what dear Aleister would have made of all of this!
In 1996, many believe a world record for group dancing was set, when a crowd of 50,000 people danced the Macarena in Yankee Stadium in New York City. The song made such an impact that during the Democratic National Convention in 1996, Al Gore humorously performed his version of the Macarena by standing completely still while the song played.
Wow! Practically conjuring up the harlot via mega-ritual! Five years later, Babalon was indeed fallen, fallen - a bonfire of the vanities. Lots of fives going on there, resonating Venus, Lucifer (the path of the planet Venus forms a pentagram in the sky when viewed from earth) Note that it was the dancer DIANA Patricia Cubillán Herrera who was the original inspiration for the archetypal song/event. Diana is the Goddess of the hunt, and is also known as the "virgin goddess", semiotically linking her to the Virgin Mary of Christian tradition.
And let's also note that DiaNA could represent DNA - truly the mother of us all.
August 5 is the anniversary of the death of Mystery Babylon’s most iconic MM, Marilyn Monroe. Norma Jean (her “Virgin Mary” side) was idolized by Elton John in “A Candle in the Wind”. Later, Elton John made England’s Diana Spencer “la Magdalena” with “Candle in the Wind 1997”, which was the song that succeeded Macarena as the Billboard Hot 100 Single of the Year.
In la Macarena, we note that the “cornudo” is evoked by naming Macarena's boyfriend after a bull. A cornudo or cuckold is the male victim of his partner’s infidelity. The cornudo is sometimes represented in Latin culture with a hand sign which we conspiranoids will find familiar - the “horned hand”. George W. Bush was famously photographed waving this sign at the masses, and it makes me wonder. Was George playing the whore of Babylon to the hilt... secretly fucking all the corporate interests while bravely battling “terra”? All the while waving the cornudo sign at we, the American public, AKA the cuckold, the unsuspecting victim.
It is interesting that Al Gore did not dance for the Macarena, and he “bowed out” of the 2000 election. I guess George was the one on her dance card.
Recall Jung’s analysis of the Chthonic monster:
"Envy, lust, sensuality, deceit, and all known vices are the negative, 'dark' aspect of the unconscious, which can manifest itself in two ways. In the positive sense, it appears as a 'spirit of nature', creatively animating Man, things, and the world. It is the 'chthonic spirit' that has been mentioned so often in this chapter. In the negative sense, the unconscious (that same spirit) manifests itself as a spirit of evil, as a drive to destroy."
Is this not a perfect description of the duality presented by the Mary/Mary archetype? One is the Mother of us all, and the other is her evil twin, our destroyer. Yet the great mystery is that these two Marys are one and the same.
From an archetypal point of view, I suspect this has much to do with a boy’s subconscious desire to fuck his mother - the Oedipus Rex syndrome. We want our mother to be a virgin Mary, and we want Mary Magdalene to be a whore. Given the shocking success of Magdalene type images over the past 50 years, from Marilyn Monroe to Lady Gaga, it is perhaps obvious that this is the archetype that needs to be expressed and reconciled into our collective consciousness. “Envy, lust, sensuality, deceit”. These are all patterns of not only the Magdalene, but all her alter egos, from Shiva to the Joker.
I find it endlessly cosmic that Francesco D’Macho, my Italian porn muse, lost his virginity on the very day that Diana Spencer was killed. Francesco’s porn brand is called “Stag Homme”, and wouldn’t you know it, the horns of a stag are notoriously symbolic of both the cornudo AND Diana, the virgin goddess.
However, Francesco is a cornudo with a difference.
Francesco is not ashamed of his sensuous, lustful, erotic side. He is the cuckold who knows. His “wife” is latino Damien Cross, a porn star even more wanton than himself, if possible.
Mary is our collective mother, wife and porn star, all rolled up into one. She wants to express all her true Self, all at once. In perhaps the most divine conjunction of opposites ever conceived, Mary will become both a virgin and a slut, at exactly the same time! And that is perhaps when she truly becomes the Mother of God.
In a way, homosexuals are now playing the role of MM - men who are absolute sluts... yet who remain technically “virgin”. Call it a loop hole in the Law of consciousness. Jesus is a clever lawyer.
La Macarena - video
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The wedding of Francesco and Damien.
The latest incarnation of Wonder Woman, AKA Diana, is literally wearing pants.
Who was the first woman to wear pants on TV? Yup. Mary Tyler Moore.
"He tells me I'm as safe as houses
As long as I remember who's wearing the trousers"
"The human male cock is the tentacle tip of a joyous multidimensional shapeshifting multi-modality ecstacy experiencing BEAST of enormous proportions..." more
