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.

Sunny Six Killers

Var and I drove out to Hurricane Ridge today, following Highway 101 to Port Angeles, and then up to the Olympic Mountains. The view is awe inspiring, and it reminded me about what we had to go through to get here - Highway 101, which is the Route 66 of the West Coast. 101 passes through Sequim on its way to the home of the gods.

Sequim's nickname is "Sunny Sequim", because of it's rep for being more sunny than the usual rainy PNW. Paradoxically, Sequim gets more sun because it sits in the "rain shadow" of the Olympic Mountains.

As you enter Sequim, you are greeted by "Welcome Twilight Fans!" banners at various hotels. Twilight is not set in "Sunny Sequim", it is set in Forks, on the other side of the Olympics, where it rains 24/7.

Also, you are greeted by giant billboards advertising the 7 Cedars Casino - where "It's always Sonny". It features the mug of former Husky football star Sonny Sixkiller on every sign.

It reminded me of this:

Sequim's population is currently 6,606 souls, not counting the undead.

A six (man) killer, as spokesman for the Casino of the 7 cedars (sounds vaguely "Solomon's Temple" to me) living in the Sun City of Man. Hmmm... I'm with Bella, I'd rather hang out with the vampires and the werewolves - at least you know what you're dealing with.

The Plumb Rule

I pass by an old 'Masonic Center' every day while walking the dogs. It sits at 1338 Jefferson St. - I wonder how they managed that? I have to say that if this is a modern day representation of Solomon's Temple, it is sadly in need of repair.

Hiram Abiff (also known as "the Widow's Son") is a character who figures prominently in an allegorical play that is presented during the third degree of Craft Freemasonry. In this play, Hiram is presented as being the chief architect of King Solomon's Temple, who is murdered by three ruffians during an unsuccessful attempt to force him to divulge the Master Masons' secret password.

This resonates for me, after figuring out that "the name of Jesus Christ" is a password for VALIS. Not the actual one, but the concept. That's why, according to Robert Anton Wilson, there are super-computers devoted to calculating the true name of G*D, because Hiram got murdered, and he took his password with him.

One of the weapons of the conspirators was a plumb rule. I was using a plumb rule today, which doubled as a chalk line. I got the blue powder all over my fingers, I got the blue blood all over my hands.

Thing is, my father died an hour after midnight on 10/14/12 last year. 10/13 is a day that lives in infamy among Freemasons and Templars - the day of Jacques DeMolay's death - the last Grand Master of the Knights Templar. I called my dad The Last Templar for a long time.

And I am the Widow's Son.

His murderers hide his body under a pile of rubble, returning at night to move the body outside the city, where they bury it in a shallow grave marked with a sprig of acacia.

That sprig of 'acacia' still marks his grave. Dare I go back to the scene of the crime... and uncover the secret beneath the rubble?

8/17/13 Update. Note: all quotes from the Master Mason Emulation ritual except where excepted.

Fifteen Fellow Crafts, of that superior class appointed to preside over the rest, finding that the work was nearly completed and that they were not in possession of the secrets of the Third Degree, conspired to obtain them by any means, even to have recourse to violence. 

At the moment, however, of carrying their conspiracy into execution, twelve of the fifteen recanted; but three, of a more determined and atrocious character than the rest, persisted in their impious design, in the prosecution of which they planted themselves respectively at the East, North, and South entrances of the Temple, whither our Master had retired to pay his adoration to the Most High, as was his wonted custom at the hour of high twelve.

Having finished his devotions, he attempted to return by the South entrance, where he was opposed by the first of those ruffians, who, for want of other weapon, had armed himself with a heavy Plumb Rule, and in a threatening manner demanded the secrets of a Master Mason, warning him that death would be the consequence of a refusal.

Flight 11 strikes the north face of the North Tower. (give us the flipping of north/south as a representative of mirror imaging between myth and reality)

Our Master, true to his Obligation, answered that those secrets were known to but three in the world and that without the consent and co-operation of the other two he neither could nor would divulge them, but intimated that he had no doubt patience and industry would, in due time, entitle the worthy Mason to a participation of them, but that, for his own part, he would rather suffer death than betray the sacred trust reposed in him.

This answer not proving satisfactory, the ruffian aimed a violent blow at the head of our Master; but being startled at the firmness of his demeanour, it missed his forehead and only glanced on his right temple. 

JW touches Candidate’s right temple with Plumb Rule but with such force as to cause him to reel and sink on his left knee. 

SW in whisper instructs Candidate to kneel on left knee and then to regain upright position; Wardens assist and ensure Candidate recrosses feet.

Flight 11 did not strike a crippling blow, and the North Tower remained standing.

WM: Recovering from the shock he made for the North entrance where he was accosted by the second of those ruffians, to whom he gave a similar answer with undiminished firmness, when the ruffian, who was armed with a Level struck him a violent blow on the left temple.

9:00: Lee Hanson receives a second call from his son Peter, aboard Flight 175: "It's getting bad, Dad. A stewardess was stabbed. They seem to have knives and Mace. They said they have a bomb. It's getting very bad on the plane. ~ Wikipedia 911 timeline

A level is the tool used to define a level plane, or a flat, two-dimensional surface.

SW touches Candidate on left temple with Level which brought him to the ground on his right knee.
SW in whisper instructs Candidate to kneel on right knee and then to regain upright position. Wardens assist and ensure Candidate recrosses feet.

Flight 175 strikes the South Tower, but the tower remains standing.

WM: Finding his retreat cut off at both those points, he staggered, faint and bleeding, to the East entrance where the third ruffian was posted, who received a similar answer to his insolent demand, for even at this trying moment our Master remained firm and unshaken, when the villain, who was armed with a heavy Maul, struck him a violent blow on the forehead WM, seated, lifts heavy Maul and goes through movement of striking without touching Candidate which laid him lifeless at his feet.

The towers remain standing for good while, but after a loud explosion, they suddenly fall to earth at the speed of gravity. Hiram's third Temple of Solomon is finally brought down by a blow from thermite, and a "controlled demolition".

The Tale Wagging the God

Even though I like to call the USA "Egoland", it plays another role in its relationship with Israel. Israel can't say "jump" without every US politician asking "how hi?" This odd relationship between two countries that are vastly unequal in terms of military, economic and political power is sometimes called "the tail wagging the dog".

Israel may not be much, but it conquers via its own myths that center around "the chosen people" and all that. The USA lays down and goes all submissive when approached by the big Jewish God stick.

As a sorcerer's apprentice, this is pretty fascinating because it is an example of ego controlling Id, or the small and meek controlling the great and powerful. Dorothy vs. the Wizard. (OK, Israel is hardly meek, so these analogies only go so far).

That said... If Israel, a poor and wretched little country, can control the richest and mightiest country on the planet via a few symbols and well placed myths, imagine what I might do with my own Id.

The Dragon's Teeth Sync the Boys in the Boat

You should have been here an hour ago

We were visiting Terry (my Isis resonator) yesterday, on 8 lb 6 oz Jesus day. It was nice being invited over to her family beach front estate (did I mention she was rich?) We saw rowing shells go by, Terry talked about her competitive rowing, about being "in the swing".

But there were these odd clouds that hung over us all day, never moving. I thought they looked like vertebrae but Var said "shark's teeth" and he nailed it, they resembled a shark's tooth necklace.

So this is what a fish sees, right before it goes down a shark's gullet.

Later I thought "dragon's teeth" and they could be that as well. Really all the same thing, since the dragon, shark and vertebrae often stand in for the sacred fire of the Kundalini.

So... I've been thinking about Jason and the Argonauts again, and Cadmus:

Cadmus was the bringer of literacy, civilization, killed the sacred dragon that guarded the spring of Ares. The goddess Athena told him to sow the teeth, from which sprang a group of ferocious warriors called the spartoi. He threw a precious jewel into the midst of the warriors, who turned on each other in an attempt to seize the stone for themselves. The five survivors joined with Cadmus to found the city of Thebes.

In other words, Cadmus (Ego) killed the connection (the dragon, serpent, caduceus, rainbow bridge, etc.) to Ares (Id).

The classical legends of Cadmus and Jason have given rise to the phrase "to sow dragon's teeth." This is used as a metaphor to refer to an act that has the effect of fomenting disputes.

I like to call the USA "Egoland", a collective manifestation of the ego. In this way it plays a modern Thebes, Babylon or Jericho: name your favorite lovely but doomed city-state. Seen this way, the Freedom Tower (One World Trade Center), all 1776 feet of it, represent the Tower of Babel - a tower devoted to the idea of an individual consciousness freed from... Id.

Just googling around for memes...

"They hate us for our freedoms"

The thing is, freedom isn't free. There must be constant vigilance against the threat, any threat, to the idea of egoic sovereignty. We see where this leads, Patriot Act, NSA spying and all. Much like Jericho:

Safely escaping the city, the two returned to Joshua and reported that the "whole land was melting with fear." ~the spies

Amber Alert today, iPhone notification, of course.

Because Joshua's spies are sheltered by Rahab, a prostitute of Jericho, I suspect that a sexual orgasm is how the spies from Id come in. It's the split-second ego death, all defenses are down. Id jumps the barrier to Egoland and does a quick reconnaissance, then back before ego even knows what's happening.

God, I must be the worst turncoat in Egoland. I swear, I didn't know what I was doing!

Back to Jason and the Golden Fleece:

I walk by a crazy man almost every day who has signs out that say "Are you a sheeple?" and such. It's a backwards way of saying "are you Ares?" And well, how does that relate to Jesus, the lamb of God, and being fleeced?

Green flash over the underdog

So I walked by the crazy man today and continued on to the boat house, where people keep their canoes, shells, kayaks and such. And there was a beautiful Eight there that I had never seen before, the Husky Challenger. I walked up to the women working on the shell and asked them if this was the same boat that stars in The Boys in the Boat that is all the rage here in the Pacific NW, about the 8 working-class boys from Washington State who beat the best of the Nazis in the 1936 Olympic Games.

An Epic Quest for Gold

"No, this is the Husky Challenger, from the '60's. That boat was the Husky Clipper".

More ego shearing. But the crazy thing was that there was this friendly dog there who they called Zeus. And they called "Hey Zeus!" when they wanted him to come. Zeus wore a golden fleece.

Zeus, the Golden Fleece. Good God.

NOTES:

One of my consistent notions is that  Id is planning an invasion. I can't really know, because I'm not privy to the Id Files, but I can read the Ego Files.

I use Ego and Id though it is an outmoded concept. A bit better than "left brain/ right brain", or "Sinner / God". 

Jason is a descendent of Aeolus, the God of the Wind. He is the son of a son of a sailor. In Class of the Titans, the Jason character wears purple and gold - Husky colors.

Ears Wide Shut

It's been a week of rape controversy in the Sync sphere. ViolatoR hosted 42 minutes this week, giving a dissertation on Kaballah that included a self deprecating joke about his voice being akin to an "ear-rape". This created some sturm und drang on Facebook but it fits very well with my Lotus Europa syncs of June.

The Rape of Europa

Ear-rape sounds like... Eur-rope.

ViolatoR is talking about Kaballah and frankly, I'm not that interested because Madonna ruined it for me.

I'm reading The Origins of Consciousness in the Break-Down of the Bicameral Mind by Julian Jaynes, who posits that early civilized man heard voices in his head that were perceived as coming directly from God. The modern barrier between Ego and Id was not very well formed, and we were always hallucinating. As the connection between the "two houses" was gradually lost, prophets appeared, who still had the ability to hear the voices - often augmented by ingesting entheogens. We now call such people schizophrenic - or insane.

If God is the Word, then ear-rape would be a perfect description for hearing an unwelcome voice from the "other house". Hmmm, maybe I should give ViolatoR and Kabbalah another listen.

Our most famous modern "rapist" is Julian Assange. He is telling the Empire of Ego about things we'd rather not hear, so of course, we accuse him of rape.

The Rapture, or "rape sure", is the fundamentalist belief that Jesus will return at the end of the age and rescue his church before the Tribulation. The church is "The Bride of Christ", and well, let's suppose that this church isn't about to come to the alter willingly.

Get me to the church on time, Jesus.