The Creature Hyding in Plain Sight

Who are you?

This Christmas is the 100 year anniversary of the creation of the Federal Reserve Bank on Jekyll Island. Some say it was the the final collapse of the USA into central banker servitude, I guess the results speak for themselves.

The creature of Dr. Jekyll

Today we hired a chimney sweep to clean out our Intrepid II stove flue, his name was John Justis, and he charged an even $100 (December Special), preferably cash. He said he was a carpenter by trade, and "if we ever need anything built or destroyed" to call him. I thought to myself:

"Like our economic system? Justice would destroy it".

Do you really mean it?

Anyway, it made me sync on the Jekyll aspect of the deal, because the other side of Dr. Jekyll is Mr. Hyde:

Justice!

In Alan Moore's The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, Dr. Jekyll is a weak homosexual Presbyterian Minister ashamed of his own sexuality. Mr. Hyde is a great, powerful, hairy beast who accepts and even takes pride in his primal sexuality. He reminds me of Sasquatch/Big Foot - a representation of the Id.

In LOEG, btw, It is Mr. Hyde what actually saves the planet, not Dr. Jekyll.

Messaging Sirius

Our Australian terrier died suddenly on November 16. Oliver was well named (all love) and we are missing him like crazy. He was our "dog star", and since 17 is associated with Osiris and Sirius (the dog star), the day after was sort of nuts. I began wondering if he was somehow still alive, perhaps in another dimension, and maybe I could send him a message, or even bring him back.

My neighbor is an ex postal worker, and when we told him that Oliver had died, he told us how much he missed his old dog, Mercury. Both postal workers and Mercury are messengers!

We decided to have Oliver cremated at Precious Pets in Auburn, they have a winged logo. That was done on 11/22 - the 50th anniversary of the JFK King Kill. Angels are messengers. I began to associate fire with sending a message, or perhaps transportation, sort of like beaming up in Star Trek. Maybe Prometheus pissed off the gods because he gave mankind, not only a source of light and warmth, but a transmitter.

Making a study of sync, we often wind up with repeating numbers, colors, names, locations. They become important because we pay attention to them when they pop up. I have many of them, one of the strongest is the name Intrepid. I'm not sure where it began, but a few years ago I even named my computer Intrepid. When we moved to Port Townsend and discovered the wood stove in our new house was an Intrepid II, I figured that was a good sign.

The first Intrepid I was aware of was an America's Cup yacht, but there is also an Intrepid class starship (Voyager being the most famous) and even an aircraft carrier, currently serving as the Intrepid Sea, Air and Space Museum in NYC. There was also a Dodge Intrepid, which oddly enough is the staff car of the Chandler, AZ fire department, just south of Phoenix.

You know, that crazy bird who consumes itself in fire in order to be born again.

This winter I build fires in my little Intrepid II, and I wonder, am I also sending smoke signals to Sirius?

The Obama stars and stripes logo is known as "the stairway to Sirius", thanks to Christopher Knowles. The caduceus is the staff of Mercury, Hermes. The three stars above? Yes, the three kings of Sirius, the dog star.

One Pan to Rule Them All

Today has been really strange. I dunno if its the 50th anniversary of the Kennedy KK, or what, but we've really been on edge. I suppose the death of our dog, little Oliver, truly the prince of terriers, had something to do with it. I keep trying to bring him back to life. I suppose we, as a country, would like to bring our King back to life, as well. It's all been downhill since Camelot and Le Morte d'Arthur, that's for sure.

We've had many pretenders to the throne, "caretakers" who seem more interested in listening to Wormtongue than caring for their flock. However, I gather hope, because that is the next act after the Two Towers: the Return of the King.

We sat down to a sad little meal tonight. Missing our terrier again. Var brought home a new pizza pan to try out, it was all shiny and strange, I joked that it was full of war metal sent to China, recycled into consumer goods. Perhaps vibranium. So the pizza came out of the 450 degree oven, and the pan was still cool to the touch.



"Hold out your hand, Frodo, it's quite cool..."

I asked Var if he saw markings... and we both chanted "One pizza pan to rule them all".

Do You Know What Time It Is?

If you look at Nazi conspiracy theory, you find that:

1. Nazis seek occult spiritual power.
2. Hitler didn't really die in the Bunker.
3. Hitler's will entered the tesseract.
4. The Hitler faithful clone him.
5. The Nazis go up against a tribunal and are executed, however a remnant live on.
6. They believe that one day, he will return.

If you look at Christian doctrine, you find that:

1. Christians seek the power of the Holy Spirit.
2. Jesus did not really die on the Cross.
3. Jesus went to heaven.
4. The Jesus faithful eat his flesh and drink his blood to "be like Jesus".
5. After the murder of Jesus, the faithful are persecuted, however a remnant live on.
6. They believe that one day, he will return.

Even today, you must pay respectful lip service to only two deities: Jesus and the Holocaust. It's thought crime not to.

This idea causes me alternating fits of giggles and terror. Hitler and Jesus are flip sides of the same coin - the same archetype. One is the ultimate good and the other is the ultimate evil. But in reality they are the same person, it just depends on how you look at Him.

Considering the current state of the world, I'm open to a third Messiah. They say three times the charm, maybe this time the archetype will finally get it right.

Nazca Saucer Sighting

A few days ago, we heard about asteroid P/2013 P5 via National Geographic:

Weird Newfound Asteroid Sports Six Comet Tails

A newly-discovered asteroid masquerades as a bizarre comet, one that astronomers in a new study are outright calling, “weird and freakish.” 

“It’s hard to believe we’re looking at an asteroid,” said lead author of the new study David Jewitt, a astronomer at University of California at Los Angeles in a statement.

Article comments include:

If it’s blue, then I’m calling the Hopi Tribal Council immediately.

Alien spaceship with adjustable thrusters!

Today, I discover a blue flying saucer at Bring a Trailer:

Son of M1: 1 of 3 BMW ItalDesign Nazca C2

This 1993 Italdesign BMW Nazca C2 is one of three running concepts built. This one remains unregistered with factory delivery mileage only, making it essentially a brand-new 20 year old slice of uber-exotica. V12 powered and capable of more than 200 MPH, the few made were built to a high standard and were basically road going, production ready cars. 

BaT Comment: Styled by Giguiaro? I thought the Nazca lines were drawn by ancient aliens.

The Nazca Lines are the giant designs in Peru that can be "seen from space", and are often pointed to as circumstantial evidence of ancient astronauts.

We note the car is bright blue, with "forty square yards of electric smurf hide" interior. Blue skin is a sign of deity in the Hindu pantheon. The Hopi Prophecy allegedly states: "When the Blue Star Kachina makes its appearance in the heavens, the Fifth World will emerge". This reminds me of a "blue skin" dream I had many years ago.

The curious thing is that this car is part of a much larger and mysterious sale of outrageously exotic and perfect automobiles, including 45 Ferraris. It is literally worth a king's ransom. Rumors point to the Sultan of Brunei.

NOTES:

"Son of M1": Jesus calls himself the Son of Man in scriptures. 1=A

The Nazca was styled by Giorgetto Giugiaro - who also styled another rather well-known time machine. November is BTTF month.

Unlike the other two Nazcas, this does not sport the familiar BMW roundel.

I met a short guy with a white beard wearing a red shirt named Murph today. He made a Poppa Smurf joke.

The asteroid has six tails, making a six pointed star. Today is the anniversary of "krystallnacht".

This is gosporn post #700. Yikes.

Send the Great Pumpkin a Message

I was musing the other day on Halloween. They say it is the time when the veil between the human world and the elven realm is most thin.

Var told me "I heard the NSA computers were down today". I think he was joking, but it begs the question: Is there some kind of earthly psychic barrier that is lifted right about now, and might this not be an opportune time to fire your V-150 Ion Cannon?

I know Christmas is the time we are supposed to send our wish lists, but maybe Charles Schulz had it right.

Linus Van Pelt, the disciple and seeker of Peanuts, found meaning in Christmas, but he waited in the pumpkin patch for his true Savior.

As Charlie Brown and Linus sit together, behind that no-man’s-land brick wall, fists perched under their chins like Rodin’s “Thinker,” Charlie tries to console Linus, disappointed at the Great Pumpkin’s non-appearance, by saying he’s done similarly stupid things himself. Outraged, Linus raises his hands angrily, “Stupid? What do you mean, stupid? Just wait till next year at this time. I’ll be waiting for him!”

Operation Sync Overload

Recalling "Storming the Bridge", Hitler/Jesus crossed the rainbow bridge on the "Hunter's moon" lunar eclipse of 10/18, perhaps utilizing the extended global build up of fear and sudden emotional release caused by the near US national bankruptcy on 10/17 as a sort of psychic rocket (a V3, no doubt) to travel between dimensions.

These insights are due to a recognition of the "mirroring" or "reflective" nature of consciousness - what you see is what you get. WYSIWYG, writ large.

This suggests that Carl Sagan was correct in his depiction of Adolph Hitler as First Contactee via the efforts of SETI.

I have an unusual interest in the life and times of Adolph Hitler lately. As noted in Think Classical in Music and Personality Types Part II:

The creepy thing is that the more I seemed to get to know the man, certain aspects of his personality reminded me increasingly of myself. I felt eerily linked to Hitler like Harry Potter to Lord Voldemort. ~Sator Arepo

It goes a lot deeper than mere interest - there are odd personal syncs that abound, consider my early "creation" of the HH, or 88 sync at gosporn (The Double H Ranch), which of course, is another Heil Hitler. The most recent is a series of events on Saturday, 10/26/13:

I walk down the hill to Point Hudson almost every day. Yesterday, I saw a warship sitting directly offshore of Port Townsend, holding its position in the channel. I walked down to the little road by the beach, and I saw a fellow leaning on his Subaru, using his spyglass to examine the vessel. He was a long-time resident of PT and told me that it was very unusual to see a navy ship sitting directly in front. All we could tell was that it had a big 60 on the bow, and it appeared that there was a company of sailors on the foredeck, standing in formation. He thought the boat might be an Aegis guided missile destroyer, but didn't really know. We got to talking, and he shared that he'd seen a Trident class nuclear sub from the air (and let us not forget that Shiva is called the Destroyer and his weapon is the trident), and then the oddest thing: that is father had a friend who was ex-CIA, who had been shot out of a torpedo tube, and was suffering health problems because it didn't go as planned. I thought to myself, this is too good, what else is he going to say?

"He was full of great stories, but you could never ask any details, you know. One of my favorites was when he was stationed in Berlin, before unification, and he was having breakfast with his KGB counterpart. The Soviet agent told him that the next day, they were sealing Hitler's bunker, and he was invited to witness it, if he wanted."

The sealing of the tomb. Fuck.

So of course, the minute I got home I googled for Naval vessels numbered 60, and there were no modern Destroyers that fit the number and the design, the step in the sheer just aft of the bow was unlike any Destroyer. But it could be a Ticonderoga class Cruiser.

USS Normandy is number 60, which is named after the Battle of Normandy, D-Day, code named Operation Overlord.

I dunno. It just feels like... the great reversal/inversion/reflection. The invasion is imminent.

I am reminded that the great turning point of the Nazi regime was called Crystallnacht - "the night of broken glass" which began on 11/9. Note that 11/9 is an inversion of 9/11.

On St. Valentine's Day, 2013, the Chelyabinsk Meteor burst over Russia (Hitler's sworn enemy was Bolshevik Soviet Union).

The object was undetected before its atmospheric entry and its explosion created considerable confusion among local residents. About 1,500 people were injured seriously enough to seek medical treatment. All of the injuries were due to indirect effects rather than the meteor itself, mainly from broken glass from windows that were blown in when the shock wave arrived, minutes after the superbolide's flash.

I will be paying particular attention to events surrounding the upcoming 75th anniversary of Crystallnacht.

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NOTES:

Subaru uses the "seven sisters" of the Pleiades in its logo. They are associated with Artemis - the Hunter.

In the America's Cup trials in San Francisco, Andrew "Bart" Simpson, was killed on May 9, during a capsize of the Swedish Artemis racing yacht.

BART is an acronym of Bay Area Mass Transit.

Bart Simpson is the alter-ego of comic artist Matt Groenig, creator of Life in Hell.

Ticonderoga is a town in Essex County, New York, USA. The name comes from the Mohawk tekontaró:ken, meaning "it is at the junction of two waterways".

Hitler Was a Vegetarian

There are lot's of interesting little quotes about Hitler that may or may not be true, but the one that Alan Moore keeps repeating in the Watchmen is:

"Hitler was vegetarian"

Which makes Ahnold's recent slur on vegetarianism an interesting thing, since he was called the "Austrian Oak" by his American promoter, Joe Weider. In his time, he generally cornered the market on the pop culture Aryan Superman. Like Hitler, Ahnold is Austrian, and the oak leaves are a classic Germanic symbol that Hitler used to decorate his most heroic soldiers.

I so appreciate this post at halfpasthuman:

why i should be the vegetarian who gets to hit arnold schwarzenegger....and how i would go about it.

Arnold is one of our modern Aryan facades - a media fabricated model that is useful from time to time to drag out of retirement to promote this or that agenda. Apparently vegetarianism is now considered a threat, or maybe it's all a plan to promote soylent green.

I suppose I should consider vegetarianism with an open mind, and care not what Hitler or Arnold thinks about it. But the thing is, I do care. I care for the earth and for the people who live on her, and for the plants, and for the animals. I myself, would like to hit Arnold, but I'm afraid I don't yet have the wisdom of clif high, and would not pull my punches. Plus, I'd probably lose.

Ankars Away

I never check out Goro Adachi because he is so dead on with my personal syncs it's scary. But I broke my rule a few days ago.

As noted previously, ISON is "Trojan" in nature in that its perihelion (closest point to sun) will be on Thanksgiving (Nov 28) aka "Turkey Day". (Trojan = Troy = ancient city in what is now Turkey.)

And it just so happens that the name of Turkey's capital, Ankara, means "anchor", implying "gravity". The apple and gravity go hand in hand via Newton...

It will be just a couple of days later from there when we'll see Mars and ISON at their closest point to each other, as seen from Earth, on Oct 17... the day of the debt ceiling deadline in the US which would greatly intensify the government shutdown crisis started on Oct 1 (ISON's Mars flyby day). Should be quite intense what we'll see right around that time on both macro and micro/personal levels.

I've been working on an anchor logo for a week - staring at an anchor. I honestly never connected it with gravity, duh. What I did connect it with was "grounding", and of course, sexy sailors with an anchor tat, but also... teleportation. Because in HTML, the "anchor" tag is the way we travel from one web page to another in cyberspace. That is probably how we will do it. For real.

I have no idea why this phallic symbol is defying gravity.

Goro is also syncing with the golden apple of discord, and again, this is deeply personal. I have a million apple syncs over the summer. A few days ago a seagull flew over me and dropped an apple directly in my path. It was so obvious I took a pic. The gull representing Eris. The time traveling DeLorean has gull-wing doors. In Turkey, the land of Troy, Gul = rose, which is of course, another apple.

Still time to change the road your on?

And finally - Paris, the poor soul forced to choose between three vain and powerful Goddesses:

Returning after nine days, Agelaus was astonished to find the child still alive, and brought him home in a backpack (πήρα, hence Paris's name, which means "backpack") to rear as his own.

Same day as the golden apple event, this anon character who is known only as John H, begins posing in a backpack, on certain sites of prurient interest. To the fairest, indeed.

John H only appears as an animated GIF, and the Trojan Horse was also a gift.

Storming the Bridge

I've been syncing with Nazi Germany over the past week, thanks to watching Iron Sky. the Nazis hide out on the dark side of the moon, the film is produced by Blind Spot Productions... Lucifer has been almost everywhere, but even he won't dare that Nazi/Jewish stronghold.

I had a dream a few weeks ago: the tralfamadorians were closing their hands into fists - they couldn't bear to watch. I even walked by a gallery today that had a statue of a "tralfamadorian" in front for the entire summer, but he's left the building.

This is important to me because my husband had a dream a while ago that told him "You are still in Dresden".

Slaughterhouse Five

"Finally, in 1969, he tackled the subject of war, recounting his experiences as a POW in Dresden, forced to dig corpses from the rubble. The resulting novel was Slaughterhouse Five. Banned in several US states - and branded a "tool of the devil" in North Dakota - it carried the snappy alternative title: "The Children's Crusade: A Duly Dance with Death, by Kurt Vonnegut, Jr, a fourth-generation German-American now living in easy circumstances on Cape Cod (and smoking too much) who, as an American infantry scout hors de combat, as a prisoner of war, witnessed the fire bombing of Dresden, Germany - the Florence of the Elbe - a long time ago, and survived to tell the tale: this is a novel somewhat in the telegraphic schizopfrenic manner of tales of the planet Tralfamodre, where the flying saucers come from, Peace." ...."

The Not Sees have flying saucers now, they always land on a full moon.

And now we finally get to the sync. Var sent me a nice slideshow of famous bridges, which featured the Ponte Vecchio.

It is said that the economic concept of bankruptcy originated here: when a merchant could not pay his debts, the table on which he sold his wares (the "banco") was physically broken ("rotto") by soldiers, and this practice was called "bancorotto" (broken table; possibly it can come from "banca rotta" which means "broken bank"). Not having a table anymore, the merchant was not able to sell anything. 

During World War II, the Ponte Vecchio was not destroyed by Germans during their retreat of August 4, 1944, unlike all other bridges in Florence. This was allegedly, according to many locals and tour guides, because of an express order by Hitler.

Laying it out, a bridge, representing the bridge between Id to Ego. The Nazis, representing the hidden subconscious, evacuate Italy, and destroy bridges as they flee, hoping to hinder the advancing forces of allied egoic consciousness.

However, Id left one bridge standing... a bridge of unusual symbolic beauty. If Hitler left one bridge standing, perhaps it was because he eventually would re-cross that very same bridge. He retreated over that bridge on August 4, 1944. August 4 is also Obama's birthday, and coming right up, the default, or bankruptcy, of the American dollar.

Note: Dresden was called the "Florence of the Elbe". It was utterly destroyed by Allied bombing on Feb. 13, 1945. Apparently Churchill had no appreciation of the arts.

10/17/13 Update:

The morning after syncing "bankruptcy" to the return of the Id, I get a dramatic email from someone who calls himself 'The Watchman'.

Above Us, Only Sky

Uranus (/ˈjʊərənəs/ or /jʊˈreɪnəs/; Ancient Greek Οὐρανός, Ouranos meaning "sky" or "heaven") was the primal Greek god personifying the sky. In Ancient Greek literature, Uranus or Father Sky was the son and husband of Gaia, Mother Earth.

We had a great wind storm here in PT a few days ago. It wasn't as bad as the media feared, but it was still pretty exciting. I had a bit of an epiphany, considering the ocean of atmosphere that surrounds the earth... how air, wind, sky and God are so intertwined in religious myth.

Pneuma (πνεῦμα) is an ancient Greek word for "breath," and in a religious context for "spirit" or "soul."

I saw a sailboat named Spirit today, and if ever there was a vessel powered by pneuma, that would be it. I thought how perhaps... the wind really IS a spirit, and perhaps the entire, roiling clouding mass of sky is alive, and even sentient, in its own way...

Now, the curious thing about the myth of Uranus is that he was castrated by his son, Cronus (Saturn) who became the God of time, and mortality. But this castration also resulted in the birth of Aphrodite, the Goddess of love, from pink foam.

From the genitals in the sea came forth Aphrodite. The learned Alexandrian poet Callimachus[13] reported that the bloodied sickle had been buried in the earth at Zancle in Sicily...

Only SKYY

This brings us to the current America's Cup. The cup is the Grail (Gaia) and it is raced in Uranus (wind) powered vessels, with all kinds of arbitrary time and wind strength limits, and well, the whole idea of a race depends on time, or Cronus, as the arbiter. It's almost as if Time is afraid of Wind... refuses to play if he comes on too strong.

Gull wing doors

The curious thing about the current America's Cup is that the score is tied, 8-8. And well, we all know that you have to break 88 mph to conquer time. That's a hurricane. And maybe that's why I get a hard on every time the wind really blows. Aphrodite is the daughter of the power of love, after all.

Gas Attack

Gassed, 1918, John Singer Sargent

Lauren Loren Coleman reports that a legendary ghostly figure in a gas mask - "Switzerland's answer to the Loch Ness Monster", has finally been photographed.

Dressed in a military uniform with a gas mask covering his face, the figure, known as 'Le Loyon', is said to have been haunting the woods for the past decade. He apparently walks the same route every day.
However, there was no evidence of his existence until local news website Le Matin published the first known photograph of the mystery man last month, and now police are trying to track him down. But is it for real?
"I came across him near the marches," an unnamed amateur photographer who tracked him down told Le Matin. "I approached him up to a dozen metres away.
"He had a military cape, boots and an army gas mark - an antique type, I think. He measured more than 1.9m. He stared at me then turned his back on me and left in silence."

Curious timing: the materialization of a ghostly figure in a gas mask, and the gassing of innocents in Syria. Almost as if this unknown soldier was revived from the Western Front by a modern atrocity.

Another local resident, Marianne Descloux of Maules, said she also saw him: "It was a rainy Sunday. He had on a cap, a dark cloak and gas mask. What goes on in his head? I don't know. It was unpleasant. I hope I never run into him again."

You hope in vain, my dear Marianne.

As the bicameral mind is joined together once again, we will see legendary figures, or subconscious archetypes, come "back to life" as it were. The Gods will speak to us once more, the Visions will manifest, Great Deeds will once again be witnessed on earth.

This lonely soldier, let us guess what goes on in his head. It's anger. He fought in the "War to end all wars". And he was resting comfortably, secure that his deeds and sacrifice had made the world safe for democracy, or whoever. And yet, he's been rudely awakened a century later, and he sees the state of the world.

Perhaps Le Loyon is the Patron Saint of gas attack victims. He does not forget, or forgive. When Obama drew a symbolic "red line" against chemical weapons and then cynically violated it, the avenging ghosts from our subconscious may well have bridged the gap. The Menin Gate is now open.

Expect more of this. The chickens are coming home to roost.

"Monsters Jim! Monsters from the Id!"

Healing the Curse of the Black Pearl

The Schooner Adventuress

Argh! Me Maties!!! Having just returned from the Port Townsend Wooden Boat Festival, it's talk like a pirate day here at Gosporn. Today is also the tenth of September, the day before 9-11.

There are two pillars at the gate of the Temple of Solomon, there are two masts in a schooner. "Never forgive" is the voice from the pillar of Severity. It is implacable in its resolve, unending in its desire for justice. We have heard only this voice for the past 12 long years. I laid awake all last night, thinking about these cursed twin pillars - Severity and Mercy. I was thinking about a healing ritual.

In part, I was inspired by the pirates at the PT Wooden Boat Festival, who kept entraining me with odd syncs. When I was on parking detail, a woman asked me for special parking, as she was attached to the yacht Blackbeard.

When I was on dock detail, a girl came up to ask me where I might find the yacht Blackbeard, she had a box of wine glasses to be delivered. Eventually, I even heard a girl mention Disney's Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl, to her parents as I walked by.

The Curse of the Black Pearl is a Masonic healing ritual, disguised as a pirate movie. The only thing that can placate the pillar of Severity is the pillar of Mercy. So a scapegoat must be created, either real or imaginary (preferably both), and who willingly goes, like a lamb, to the slaughter. This is the very heart and core of the Jesus ritual - saved from judgement by the blood of the mercy lamb.

This is the 12th anniversary of the destruction of the Third Temple of Solomon. I wonder... will the temple be restored on the same day it was destroyed? Will the curse be forgiven? Will there be a resumption of sacrificial worship?

Only Captain Jack Sparrow knows fer sure. Arghhhhhh....

Fuck Yeah!

Long time readers of Gosporn already know that Jeff Fairhall told me (in a mushroom trance) that FUCK was the name of the Creator. To the Greeks he was Eros, but to us, the most powerful verbal affirmation of creative energy is... a forbidden four letter word.

This summer is another America's Cup summer, or as I like to say, Grail Racing. This year the race is in San Francisco, and it's been a debacle from the get go, so I won't go into all that now. Why I'm posting this is because of two curious syncs:

1. Woodenboat magazine is featuring a San Francisco schooner named EROS.

2. This footage of young men racing on San Francisco bay for the Youth America's Cup who yell "Fuck Yeah!" after nailing the start. (1:55).

A New Hope

Those eyes

I was walking by the Maritime Center in PT today, there was this really sexy guy up on the roof, doing... roofing. He had HOPE printed on his tight, bulging t-shirt, along with a solar sign. This is his truck, sorry, couldn't get a snap of the guy.

I figured this was a good sign, so I watched Star Wars IV: A New Hope, yet again.

One sperm makes it.

Those eyes...

Same day, a friend of mine emailed me a pic of a lovely little green catamaran named Isis.

Now, recall that Luke and Leia are twins, like the twin-hulled catamaran, and like the binary star of Sirius, so far away and a long time ago.

The love between Luke and Leia could be interpreted as an analog of the love between Isis and Osiris, since Isis was the sister/lover of Osiris. And of course, the whole Millennium Falcon business certainly resonates with the Egyptian myths. I snapped this pic today:

Be Prepared

In my personal sync book, Isis is also Mary - the primordial mother of us all. Both Mary and Isis are called "the Star of the Sea". This is the PT Maritime Center logo:

It's Mary Time

You are my only hope, you big dick.