Bon Hiver 2015

The new year is off to a great start with this gift from Nickie. Not that he made it for me personally or anything, but he might as well have. Penis, piss, lightning, totenkopf and the most adorable little winged rainbow pony you'll ever see. I heart sync!

Winter Sleep

Happy New Year, everyone!

The Digital Pearl Harbor

I have a long standing fascination with the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, at first because of little syncs like one of Var’s best friends was born on Dec. 7, 1941, and that my dad’s football jersey was no. 41 - stuff like that. When you look beneath the covers of the mainstream historical account, you discover that FDR knew full well about the impending attack - and actually goaded Japan into it. He was counting on the attack to send the country into the war in Europe. The ploy worked perfectly, and history was forever changed by that singular event.

Pearl Harbor is the “Paris” of planned disasters in the way that Paris is the “Pearl Harbor” of cities. The ultimate example, so to speak. Which is why the writers of The Project for the New American Century wished so fervently for a “new Pearl Harbor” in order to boost the USA into their Neocon dream. Their dream came true on Sept. 11, 2001.

A few weeks ago I spied a book in the bookstore free box downtown, Black List, by Brad Thor. It’s a James Bond type thriller that I normally would never pick up except inside it was a birthday card being used as a bookmark, addressed to Sid. “From your buttbuddies” it said inside, and because I could sync that card as occult gay slang, with myself as a buttbuddy, I picked it up.

Written in 2012, Black List is all about a shadowy defense contractor who is responsible for implementing the “digital security state” (now famous thanks to Edward Snowden), and their ultimate goal of creating a “digital Pearl Harbor” which would cause such a massive disruption of the internet that banks would close, grocery stores would empty, gas stations would pump dry, and many thousands would die. This disaster would usher in the “new and improved” Internet II, aka the Big Brother that Orwell warned us about.

As sync happens, it turns out that SONY, the quintessential Japanese technology and entertainment brand, was targeted for a cyber-attack by hackers calling themselves “The Guardians of Peace” on November 24. This nicely brought together my interest in sneak attacks, Japan, and the Black List.

So what exactly DID happen on Dec. 7?

North Korea denies involvement in the hack while praising it as a “righteous deed.”

The story is going around that Sony was about to release “The Interview”, a comedy starring James Franco and Seth Rogen about two journalists who are recruited by the CIA to assassinate North Korean leader Kim Jong Un. The Pyongyang government denounced the film as "undisguised sponsoring of terrorism, as well as an act of war" in a letter to U.N. Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon in June.

Were the Americans goading the North Koreans?

In Black List, the wicked defense contractor goes to a great deal of effort to create a scapegoat for an attack that they themselves engineer.

Today (Dec. 16) we got an email to reporters from the "cyber-terrorists" written in a parody of Engrish:

 “We will clearly show it to you at the very time and places The Interview be shown, including the premiere, how bitter fate those who seek fun in terror should be doomed to. Soon all the world will see what an awful movie Sony Pictures Entertainment has made. The world will be full of fear. Remember the 11th of September 2001. We recommend you to keep yourself distant from the places at that time.”

Perhaps this is all just a publicity stunt for the motion picture. Coming to a theater near you.

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UPDATE 12/19/14

Well, I guess the “cyber-terrorists” "win" and The Interview by SONY will not be released on Christmas day, after all. However, let not the free world despair:

"Americans cannot change their patterns of behavior due to the possibility of a terrorist attack," he said. "That's not who we are, that's not what America is about."

"We will respond," Mr Obama told reporters on Friday, declining to offer specifics. "We will respond proportionately and in a space, time and manner that we choose."

He added: "We cannot have a society in which some dictator someplace can start imposing censorship in the United States." -BBC

Ah yes, the “proportional response”. That means Pyongyang is about to become the new Gaza, not that the US will be blocking the next big North Korean comedy from release.

But back to Black List:

Brad Thor introduces me to the Panopticon (all seeing eye):

The Panopticon is a type of institutional building [prison] designed by the English philosopher and social theorist Jeremy Bentham in the late 18th century. The concept of the design is to allow a single watchman to observe (-opticon) all (pan-) inmates of an institution without the inmates being able to tell whether or not they are being watched.

And this Christmas, we get the Panopticon Elf on a Shelf! (Thanks to Alan Green for this one)

When the WDC are finally revealed to the President, it is decided to “Black List” their board of directors, which meant that all 15 of them would find themselves on a corporate jet that suddenly dove into the sea and disappeared.

A US technology company which had 20 senior staff on board Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370 had just launched a new electronic warfare gadget for military radar systems in the days before the Boeing 777 went missing. Freescale Semiconductor has been developing microprocessors, sensors and other technology for the past 50 years. The technology it creates is commonly referred to as embedded processors, which according to the firm are “stand-alone semiconductors that perform dedicated computing functions in electronic systems”. -Macedonian International News 

This, BTW, is exactly the kind of company that the WDC was in Black List.

It’s almost as if I was reading this stupid book and all the major plot points surfaced into my reality as I read it. The icing on the cake was that James Franco’s character in The Interview is David Skylark. “Skylark” is my secret sync code word. OK, not so secret, but still… WTF? David = King in biblical myth, so this essentially means "King Skylark".

If I personally caused the beginning of the Digital Pearl Harbor by reading this book, I am sincerely very sorry. I will swear off this conspiracy crap and read nothing but gay porn from now on - at least that always has a happy ending! So if you start to hear about hot, horse hung studs walking around naked and shit, don’t be too alarmed. It’s just what I'm reading!

Orion Orange Juice

Some Orion syncs both personal, national, and interplanetary today. Trying a new thing, where I link images of the syncs that occur during my day, strung out like movie film. Thumbs up or thumbs down?

8:00 am: I had orange juice this morning (which I almost never do), as I watch Orion lift off in a dawn ceremony.

Mission control called the first test of the capsule a "picture perfect" mission that had surmounted "significant milestones" for the program that could eventually pave the way for putting astronauts on the surface of the Red Planet.

NASA: "There's your new spacecraft, America!"

Orion, which could one day take astronauts to Mars, made a "bull's-eye splashdown" at 11:29 a.m. ET, mission control said, after the spacecraft endured a searing 4,000-degree Fahrenheit re-entry and was carried to the ocean surface under four giant red-and-white parachutes.

12:00 pm A friend mentions a boat named OJ.

Officials noted that in two days, it will be exactly 42 years since Apollo 17 launched.

3:00 pm: Varen tells me to go look outside to see the rainbow. He’s going to the store.

4:30 pm: Varen brought home a big bag of oranges from Safeway. He said they are “full of liquid sunshine”. I couldn’t help but quote Miss Oklahoma, Florida orange spokesmodel and notorious anti-homite Anita Bryant:

“A breakfast without orange juice is like a day without sunshine!”

“Before the news conference ended, a rainbow appeared in the sky.” -cbs8

I made a fire this evening in the INTREPID II using kindling from the MOCK orange we cut down last year. Ahhh... Here we go again. Perfect timing with Interstellar, Nolan playing the Kubrick of our time.

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NOTES:

Capricorn One is a 1978 thriller movie about a Mars landing hoax. It was written and directed by Peter Hyams and produced by Lew Grade's (British) ITC Entertainment. It stars Elliott Gould with James Brolin, Sam Waterston and O. J. Simpson as the astronauts.

I do admit the rainbow was well done. Nice one, Maestro.

“Happy is he who’s quiver is full” -Orion

The Interstellar Mirror

I saw Christopher Nolan's Interstellar a few days ago and thought I’d write down some notes. I don’t have any screen shots or videos because the film is too new, but if you’ve seen it then you know what I’m talking about, and if you haven’t seen it, then don’t read this because I won’t hold back on spoilers.

The film essentially begins and ends with a baseball game, which is a Masonic signifier, because a baseball diamond is designed to imitate the famous compass and square of Freemasonry. The two baseball diamonds are the “bookends” of this Masonic fable, the alpha and omega tags surrounding the big Gee.

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Also, the secret NASA base is designed to resemble a space station, but fabricated out of concrete, or “masonry”.

It's a story that shows us how the Masons finally get into space, which is certainly not from lack of trying. According to Christopher Knowles, Masonry practically runs NASA, and with so many famous astronauts being also Freemasons, it is fairly certain that getting humanity into space is a VERY high priority of the order. They hate Obama because he cut NASA’s budget. Never underestimate a Mason on a mission.

The film is as much or more about time travel than anything, and because Saturn is the God of Time, that is where the “black pearl” or wormhole is placed. Cooper gives his daughter a watch, through which the secrets of the black hole are eventually revealed to her. Placing the “contact device” at Saturn was a not so subtle one-upping of Kubrick, who, it is said, chose to place the monolith at Jupiter rather than Saturn because of technical difficulties in filming the rings of Saturn realistically. Nolan has no such technical difficulties.

Another Kubrick reference is that the school books in the near future had been edited to say that the Apollo moon missions were a hoax. Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey is a central witness in the moon hoax theory. Cooper is outraged that nobody believes anymore that Masons went to the moon. I wish I could have asked the school marm what the school books said about the assassination of Kennedy or 9/11, but Nolan didn’t go there.

Blight is killing life on earth. It consumes plants and breaths nitrogen. Only corn is so far immune, no doubt “Round Up Ready”, thank you Monsanto (Holy Mountain). All animal and vegetable life will eventually expire - suffocated from lack of oxygen or carbon dioxide. But only NASA knows that, “no reason to panic everyone”.

The downed bird

Near the beginning of the film, Cooper and his children chase a low flying Indian drone in their pickup, mowing through the corn fields in their haste to catch the black flying machine. The black drone is the “anti-lightning”, the "black bird" or “dark horse”. U-2.

Cooper covets the drone for its power supply, but in this overly long segment of the film, we hear Murphy (Cooper’s daughter) ask ”Why is it down so low?” because drones usually fly in the stratosphere, not just above the crops. And we also hear Cooper say “It’s not doin’ anyone any harm.” Cooper isn’t exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer.

It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to suppose that yes, the drone just might be doing some harm, and the reason it’s flying down so low is because it’s “crop dusting”. Never underestimate a Mason on a mission.

There is a Plan A and a Plan B. Plan A is the plan to go out in space and get some secret, which will allow Cooper to come back and save everyone on earth, including his daughter, Murphy. Plan B is to simply save the frozen genome on some distant galaxy, and goodbye earth.

Much of the story revolves around how difficult it would really be to find a suitable womb for the human genome.

Plan A is used by Professor John Brand (NASA Freemason) to induce Cooper to back the Lazarus Project, but the whole thing is a lie, only Plan B is really on the table. John only reveals this on his death bed. In fact, most everyone in this movie is lying, and some more than others, but Nolan is probably lying more than everyone. In this aspect, he is truly most like Kubrick.

On the surface, Interstellar is all about brave Masonic exploration, conquering, and the usual shit, but the message hidden in plain sight, the message that only Murphy’s Law could read, was

STAY

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NOTES:

Saw trailers for:
The Theory of Everything: love life of Richard Dawkins.
The Imitation Game: about Alan Turing, the Nazi Enigma machine code breaker.
Citizenfour: a documentary about Edward Snowden.

"Indian" drone: While it is tempting to label the drone as Native American, I prefer Indian as in Hindu, because it makes the drone an avatar of Shiva, the destroyer.

It will be interesting to see what the Stonecutters make of this film on Oscar Night.

Pegasus Starts With Pee

"The Tower is struck by lightning when reality does not conform to expectation.”

It began on August 26. That’s when I noticed a strong smell of urine when walking past the Shanghai Chinese restaurant in Point Hudson, and as my nose smelled the rancid odor, my eyes saw a boat named Alleluia. Why, I wondered, would urine be a reason to praise Yah?

I was reading Angels and Demons at the time. Chapter 77 includes a thought by Illuminati seeker Robert Langdon about the Pope’s “Holy Throne”.

I’m also reading Him Who Made the Seven Stars, a “horse/space opera”, by Waddie Graywolf, and I found a description of urine as some kind of alchemical brew.

Later, the yacht Alleluia was replaced by the yacht Pegasus, which firmly connected the chapter 77 Pope pee ritual to the lightning strike of the tower. See A Horse With No Name.

I began to wonder if my own body was some kind of teapot or brewery that was capable of brewing up some seriously wicked ale, and perhaps THAT is the occulted secret of the alchemists!? They say the Holy Grail lies within, but I never thought to take it so literally.

I’m a little teapot short and stout,

Here is my handle, here is my spout.

Maybe I’m a Mr. T? or a Mr. Coffee maker.

I like how the logo features a 5 pointed star, or Vitruvian Man. In Back to the Future II, the DeLorean becomes a flying car, or a Pegasus resonator. It’s no longer powered by gasoline, but by Mr. Fusion.

The Androgyne

The piss/lightning syncs have been getting pretty ridiculous. I visited the Commemorative Air Force Museum at the Horus resonating Falcon Field last week, and I saw some P-51 Mustangs. They are flying horses, and their name begins with Pee. Yes, I went there. P = urine.

Naturally, I had to go pee while I was there, and I noticed to the right of the urinal was a big color painting of some P-38 LIGHTNINGS in combat.

However, the best one so far is being at a Sprouts grocery in Phoenix when I felt “the call”, and as I walked around the store looking for the semi-hidden public bathrooms, I heard the familiar drum beat of Amii Stewart’s “Knock on Wood” begin to play, and I swear to Ya that as I relaxed the dam and let the yellow river flow, she sang:

Your love is better than any love I know.
It’s like thunder, LIGHTNING, the way you love me is frightening!

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You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make him drink!

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NOTES:

This is Gosporn post #737. We flew home from Phoenix on a Boeing 737.

Oliver is dead one year today. I miss you Oliver.

It’s Nov. 16. 16 is the tower card.

Hailing Frequencies are Open

One night during the 2012 Boise Sync Cabin, Doug took me out into the fields to point out the stars. I looked up and I’d never seen a night sky as beautiful as that in my whole life. It was the sky that, until the invention of the electric light bulb, was the birthright of every human being on earth. Primal, in other words. Doug pointed out Cygnus (the swan) to me, and also Antares. And those names stuck with me, I always try to find Cygnus in the sky, and I even named my iPhone “Antares”.

After I got back home from Idaho, I wrote an erotic short story outline called The Birth of Antares, who was the bastard son of the Greek tyrant of Corinth and Andromeda - a prostitute in the temple of Aphrodite. He appealed to me because Antares is the antonym of Aries, the god of Mars, and war.

So the October 28 story about the Antares rocket explosion carrying the Cygnus cargo to the International Space Station (ISS or in sync terms, Isis, the Star of the Sea, who was called Aphrodite by the Greeks) was just a bit over the top.

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Update 1/11/14:

Antares lies in the Scorpio constellation, which we entered on Oct. 23, directly after Libra. In fact, Antares is known as the “Eye of the Scorpion”. The Scorpion King is a proto-dynastic Egyptian king figure.

This would appear to be important, see Loren Coleman’s post: The Scorpion and the Shining

I found this to be an extremely powerful sync, that the scorpion king’s rocket went up in flames as we entered Scorpio. We note that JFK was assassinated on 11/22, the last day of Scorpio. It was a "pay attention" moment.

Scorpio is the most powerful sign in the zodiac, and it is no wonder Scorpios have a reputation for being mysterious, complex and intense. They are ruled by the planet Pluto, which governs sex, death, transformation, and atomic power. ~Astrology wiki

Hello, Marty McFly.

The symbol of the scorpion is based on Scorpius, a giant scorpion sent by Gaia to kill Orion. ~wikipedia

Why would Gaia need to kill Orion? Because he threatened to kill every beast on earth. As we descend into what is now called the next Great Extinction event, we wonder if Gaia isn’t arming her next scorpion. The hunter becomes the hunted.

The strange thing is that I had another dream the morning of the 28th, the night before the Antares rocket:

I was with some people in a room, I think one was my (deceased) brother - The general atmosphere was that of a late night frat house drinking game. We were playing a “game” where we let these disgusting worm/scorpion things bite and crawl through our skin and partly down our veins, drinking our blood. Then we’d grab them, being careful not to get stung by their dangerous tails, pull them out of our veins, bite their tails off and eat them! That was the tastiest part - the tail, with it’s stinger and venom sac - it was sort of a delicacy.

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NOTE: Class Comics, the gay porn comics franchise, introduced a new villain for Sons of the Night this Halloween: Scarab. Talk about the dick of death.

A Horse With No Name

At the Sync Summit in Olympia, Will Morgan’s (A Few Shots to Shaman, 42 minutes) presentation was about horses and how they represent the libido, or phallus, via a sync exploration of Viggo Mortensen films. Of course, my ears perked up. Later on, he told me about Pegasus, the flying horse tamed by Bellerophon. Pegasus was the “bringer of Zeus’ lightning bolts”, and his name means “lightning”.

The Jewish Kabbala’s Tree of Life is said to be animated by a lightning flash, which is sometimes coded as 777.

To bring this all back to 9/11 (as everything must), the World Trade Center, representing the twin columns of the Tree of Life, were struck by American Airlines flight 777, thus bringing down Solomon’s Third Temple. Flight 777 was the “flying horse”, or Pegasus - Lightning!

Horse with no name

A short while later, I noticed a yacht tied up in Point Hudson Marina named Pegasus. I didn’t bother taking a pic of it, because the ladder obscured the name and the sync wasn’t that big of a deal to me… boats are named Pegasus all the time. But yesterday, I noticed that the name was gone! I had to investigate. So I walked down the finger pier to take a snapshot of the no name horse, and the owner walked down the dock behind me so I was able to engage him in conversation about his boat. He said that he’d recently bought it, and was changing the name to Libra. Being a sailor, he pointed to the sky at the constellation Pegasus and said “From here” and then pointing at the opposite direction, “to there!”

But I still recognized him

This was interesting to me because we are currently “in” Libra, and my birthday is also in Libra.

Libra is the seventh astrological sign in the Zodiac. Under the tropical zodiac, Sun transits this area on average between (northern autumnal equinox) September 23 and October 23… The symbol of the scales is based on the Scales of Justice held by Themis, the Greek personification of divine law and custom. She became the inspiration for modern depictions of Lady Justice. ~wikipedia

So this fearsome and magical horse is being renamed “Justice”.

“I tremble for my country when I reflect that God is just; that his justice cannot sleep forever.” ~Thomas Jefferson

For my birthday, I received this crossword puzzle of NYC. You can see the Freedom Tower in downtown Manhattan, the building that replaced the Twin Towers after the Pegasus strike. I suppose it could be called the Fourth Temple of Solomon.

But this is when it gets interesting, sorry for the long intro. I continued to chat with the owner of Pegasus/Libra, and I asked about the distinctive rig, which featured a single, free-standing mast. He told me all about its carbon fiber construction, and when I asked who built it, he said:

“It’s a Freedom”.

That made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Did Bellerophon just let slip his next target?

The Root of All Goodness

The 32nd Port Townsend Kinetic Sculpture Race went on last weekend. This year’s theme was Mythos: Gods and Goddesses, so of course it was syncy as hell. I have pics of Zeus, Aphrodite, Hades, Isis, The Unknown God and the Flying Spaghetti Monster, but for me the best kinetic sculpture was The Almighty Dollar.

For the love of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows. ~1 Timothy 6:10

The curious thing about the dollar is that its symbol is a snake on a staff, which is also the symbol of Asclepius, the Greek God of medicine.

The myth of Asclepius tells us:

Zeus killed Asclepius with a thunderbolt because he raised Hippolytus from the dead and accepted gold for it. ~ wikipedia

This is fascinating, considering our own medical “industry” is all about the gold, and not so much about the healing, except as a way to get… more gold! That’s just the way it is in the land of the Almighty Dollar.

It is not clear why snakes are sacred to Asclepius and to healing:

In honor of Asclepius, a particular type of non-venomous snake was often used in healing rituals, and these snakes — the Aesculapian Snakes — slithered around freely on the floor in dormitories where the sick and injured slept.

However, in shamanic visions, a snake-like character is often described. I’ve seen them myself.

To many occult researchers, the serpent, and especially the intertwined snakes of the Hermetic staff, represent the double helix of our own DNA. If you subscribe to the idea of consciousness being far greater than mere human synapse firing, but something ingrained into the fabric of the universe itself, then it is not so far-fetched to suppose that our DNA has an encoded intelligence, a “library” of information that would make the Library of Alexandria pale in comparison. And this just might be the source of shamanic healing of which Asclepius and his staff are a symbol.

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Notes:

In the short story "The Two Temples" by Herman Melville, the narrator, hired by a lady as a personal physician, describes his job as "the post of private Æsculapius and knightly companion."

I wonder… if you ritually burn a dollar bill, can you release Asclepius from his curse?

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UPDATE: 10/15/14

I read an article in the library about a shortage of snake anti-venom, especially the coral snake, because it was not profitable for pharmaceutical companies to produce it. This syncs fairly hard on the myth of Moses and the brazen serpent.

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UPDATE: 10/16/14

Well, that was weird. Mom asked us to burn some old financial records on the beach, since they no longer needed to be kept. We lit a bonfire, and many printed $ snake signs went up in flames this afternoon. There were many medical bills and receipts in the fire, and old bank statements. The conversation around the fire turned to medical issues of friends and family that were on our minds. It became a sort of fire side lament.

So somehow, we acted out the ritual I had described just above, even though I never goaded, suggested or even hinted that any of this should, or even could, occur.

No Turning Back for Horus

I’ve been following this odd little local story that began on Aug. 15:

Overloaded ferry full of Seahawks fans has to turn back

To recap: The Seahawks resonate Horus, the hawk-headed son of Osiris. Seahawks “slaughtered” the Broncos at the Superbowl, 43-8. 43+8=51, a sacred number of Osiris, because Osiris was murdered by Set (according to legend) on March 17, or 3/17. 3x17=51.

Today, the official report on the ferry incident appeared in the Seattle Times:

Report: Bremerton-Seattle ferry was not overloaded, no need to turn back

A flaw in a handheld clicker led ferry dock workers in Bremerton to overcount the walk-on passengers, a state inquiry found.
A state inquiry found that a ferry carrying Seahawks fans to Seattle on Aug. 15 wasn’t truly overloaded the day it returned to Bremerton and 484 passengers had to walk off the vessel.
Rather, the real number of passengers on the 4:20 p.m. run of the Cathlamet was actually shy of the maximum allowable capacity of 1,200 people — the report’s best estimate is that the vessel carried 1,073 passengers.

Discard the zero to arrive at the magic numbers once again.

The Superman/Horus/Serpent King

The ferry’s name is the Cathlamet, meaning “stone”.

However, Set still refused to relent, and the other gods were getting tired from over eighty years of fighting and challenges. Horus and Set challenged each other to a boat race, where they each raced in a boat made of stone. ~ the conflict of Horus and Set

Set is called the god of the west, sunset, and also the god of desert storms. Horus is the rising sun, east, or son of the morning star.

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NOTES:

Seattle Times article by Paige Cornwell. Osiris is the god of corn.

The "Hawks" once again defeated the Denver Broncos in battle this week.

In myth, the ferry boat is the classic transport to and from the Underworld, Hades, or the Land of the Dead. The "stone" ferry was traveling from West to East. I wonder if Osiris is paddling upstream in time, to return from the dead.

It will be interesting to watch who, or what, comes back from the dead, as Halloween approaches.

Upon This Rock

Force of Hades

There is a local Seattle controversy around the Mars Hill Church. I was hearing about it via my mom, who’s best friend’s son is a pastor and minor cog in the wheel of the mega church. This only became personally interesting after reading Dan Brown’s Angels and Demons, because he places the “Satanic”, Illuminati anti-matter canister upon the tomb of St. Peter, deep in the catacombs underneath the Vatican.

And I also say to you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build My church, and the forces of Hades will not overpower it. ~ Matthew 16:18

It is curious that the catacombs contain the Necropolis, AKA The City of the Dead, and what a better description of Hades? But what is really interesting is that this tomb of the rock is built on “Vatican Hill”, while The Areopagus (Romanized to “Mars’ hill") is the composite form of the Greek name Areios Pagos, translated "Ares Rock”. Paul is said to have preached to the heathens there, and was inspired by their temple to the “Unknown God”.

The Unknown God was not so much a specific deity, but a placeholder, for whatever god or gods actually existed but whose name and nature were not revealed to the Athenians or the Hellenized world at large. ~ wikipedia

I like that the Athenians actually had a temple dedicated to that sense of wonder or spontaneous “knowing” that is at the core of true spiritual experience, showing a sense of humility within a city founded upon the Goddess of Wisdom. And then in marches Paul to explain it all for them. Much like the Mars Hill Church likes to think of itself now. What a bunch of Assholes! (to paraphrase Marty McFly.)

Perhaps the anti-matter canister is the “Unknown God”, or the Fifth Element, or the DeLorean. She’s exploding over the seven hills of Seattle, and the greater Pacific NW region.

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NOTES:

In Back to the Future 1, Marty McFly (representing Pluto or Hades) crashes the DeLorean directly into the ASSEMBLY OF CHRIST upon his return to the Twin Pines Mall (now Lone Pine Mall) in 1985.

Mars Hill can also mean Man Hill, Ego Hill, War Hill, Red Hill, Blood Hill, DNA Hill and Iron Hill. Also... pyramids on Mars.

Driscoll “is Chris Rock,” said former Mars Hill member Rob Smith. “He has told us in the pulpit and in private that he admired comedian Chris Rock and learned a lot from him.

In the months that followed, Mefferd and a handful of bloggers would uncover more questions about Driscoll’s books. A Christian magazine would discover Mars Hill paid a company $25,000 to buy up and distribute his latest book in a scheme to vault the title onto best-seller lists. - I've often wondered if a similar scheme wasn't behind the uncanny success of Dan Brown's books.

Boom Boom - Out Go The Lights!

Well, another 9/11 anniversary, another year in American police state purgatory. Sigh…

As you may know, I’m slowly reading Dan Brown’s Angels & Demons, published in 2000. Even though the film arrived after The Da Vinci Code, this is actually the first novel in the Robert Langdon series. It has been weirdly syncy reading it 14 years after it was published, and seeing how much of what Brown wrote of became standard internet conspiracy fare later on. From George H. W. Bush being a 33 degree Freemason/Illuminati to TV fakery, CERN and the large hard-on collider… even a perceptible anti-Islam slant.

The weird thing is how events in the book parallel my own current events.

• The book begins with a Vatican Conclave
• I attend a Sync Olympia Summit

• Langdon is led by hidden Illuminati/Masonic clues in architecture around Rome.
• I am lead by hidden Illuminati/Masonic clues in architecture around Olympia.

• The Conclave is held to choose a new Pope after the death of the previous one, who it turns out was murdered by the Illuminati. The Pope is the inheritor of St. Peter’s church, who was crucified or hanged upside down.
• Robin Williams, the Fisher King or “hanged man”, died immediately after the Summit, with rumors of the Illuminati being involved.

But this is where it gets weird. Because last night (9/11 Eve) I was reading Chapter 105 - where Langdon perceives the final clue to the location of the "Church of Illumination", which was a dove on top of an obelisk. As I read this, I asked Var what he was watching on TV, and he answered “Columbo”.

And that’s when the lights went out.

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Note: This is the first time the lights have gone out in Port Townsend since we moved here. Power was out for about 3 1/2 hours, or 3:30.

Zebra Sighting

I saw this on FB today and it really made me think.

Name redacted: Non violence? What, when, where has there been non violence or no threat of violence against Israel ever? I'm sorry, I'm a bit radicle on this. I feel the two state solution is a prescription to extend this in perpetuity. One state, with peace and justice for all. Allow "Palestinians" to settle and work in Israel and Jordan, and anywhere they want as long as they are not trying to destroy, terrorize and kill. What's a settlement anyway? It's an apartment complex. Why aren't jews allowed in "Palestinian" territory? I went there on a youth trip as a kid but can't go now. Good, justice minded people in the USA and west bend over backwards to be fair but end up encouraging a governmental philosophy of death and intolerance. Talk about rare but still too common police brutality in the USA, look at Gaza executing "Israeli sympathizers" without trial. Brutality to women, homosexuals ... Why is this supported and encouraged? If there was no threat to Israel's existence by arms dealers and corrupt political "Leaders" Arabs would have EVERYTHING they ever wanted: peace, prosperity, opportunity...everything except geographic exclusivity. It seems a hidden, undeclared reason peace activists protest against Israel, divest Israel because they can do this in safety and look cool and fair while they are justifiably scared to say anything against Hamas and the terrorists. I'm sorry... I just want peace now.

The curious thing is that I view Israel exactly like this guy views Palestine. Same exact fucking zebra, but with reversed stripes.

Michael: Non violence? What, when, where has there been non violence or no threat of violence against Palestine ever? I'm sorry, I'm a bit red icicle on this. I feel the two state solution is a prescription to extend this in perpetuity. One state, with peace and justice for all. Allow “Jews” to settle and work in Palestine, and anywhere they want as long as they are not trying to destroy, terrorize and kill. What's a settlement anyway? It's an apartment complex. Why aren't Palestinians allowed in “Jewish Settlement” territory? I went there on a youth trip as a kid but can't go now. Good, justice minded people in the USA and the East bend over backwards to be fair but end up encouraging a governmental philosophy of death and intolerance. Talk about common but still too rarely reported police brutality in the USA, look at Zionists/Christians executing “Arab sympathizers" without trial. Brutality to women, homosexuals ... Why is this supported and encouraged? If there was no threat to Palestine’s existence by arms dealers and corrupt political "Leaders" Jews would have EVERYTHING they ever wanted: peace, prosperity, opportunity...everything except geographic exclusivity. It seems a hidden, undeclared reason peace activists protest against Arabs, divest Arabs because they can do this in safety and look cool and fair while they are justifiably scared to say anything against the Zionists and the terrorists. I'm sorry... I just want peace now.

Obviously, a striped zebra cannot have peace, because it is the definition of duality and a house divided. However, if somehow it could become a single, solid shade… what then? I know that competition, war and duality is considered the highest G**d in this fractured consciousness we proudly call civilization, but I Siriusly doubt it. Time to get our unicorn on.

Wedding Crashers

Stela Maris

Var and I walked down to the NW Isis (Maritime) Center on Saturday afternoon, the 23rd of August. The patio was all set up for a wedding, with the alter standing at the foot of the dock, looking out to the sea. "Mary’s wedding" I thought. I noticed three powerful motor yachts rafted up together just offshore - three Sea RAYS. These high horsepower yachts resonated sea horses to me, arranged in a trident formation. Perhaps the father of the bride had arrived.

On SUN day, the 24th, a 6.1 richter scale earthquake struck Northern California, as synchronystically predicted by Loren Coleman in his 8/20 post Trident Alert, Watch August 24

Poseidon’s trident was aimed squarely at Napa Valley — wine country. Speaking mythically, the “country of wine” would be the Kingdom of Dionysus — the God of wine. We’ve studied Di quite a bit over the years here on Gosporn, connecting him to the ancient Greek mystery cults that likely became the early Christian Gnostic cults, with Jesus standing in for Dionysus in the role of ego-death savior. It is no accident that the most sacred of Christian rites involves a cup of wine, or that Jesus is called “the vine”. We suspect the wine was spiked.

Bacchus and his bride, Ariadne. Titian, 1522

Fun sync, the first miracle of Jesus recorded in the Gospels takes place at a wedding, in Cana of Galilee. As a favor to his mother, Mary, he turned the water into wine.

Tom Bacchus on the Vine posted a rare homoerotic update to his blog today. Bacchus was the Roman version of Dionysus.

Angels and Demons sync: Galileo and Galilee - a "union"of science and religion, or Ego and Id.

Hidden Treasure

Plutocracy (from Greek πλοῦτος, ploutos, meaning "wealth", and κράτος, kratos, meaning "power, dominion, rule") or plutarchy, defines a society or a system ruled and dominated by the small minority of the wealthiest citizens.

Pluto is the Roman name for Hades, the God of the Underworld: “the God of hidden wealth”.

The Romans named him Dis, or Pluto, the Latin form of his Greek title Plouton, "the Lord of Riches."

Skateboard riding Marty McFly resonates Pluto, or Hades. He acts, and the wrecked car with the “blind spot” is transformed into the black Toyota pickup truck of your dreams.

I found this guy. He seemed to be resonating Pluto to me, and his hidden treasures.

The thing about dicks is that they resonate horses, and both horses and skateboards resonate "transportation".

Dog is My Co-pilot

I had a weird waking dream last night, that was really more of reliving a memory. I was in alpha sleep, but I was thinking about a woman I had seen a long time ago, in an airport.

At the airport, you always spend a goodly amount of time waiting at the gate. I don’t remember where I was going or why, but I do remember this woman. She was approaching middle-age, but still beautiful and sexy. She had tan, freckled skin, strong bones, strawberry blonde hair. She was wearing an expensive “business suit” made for a woman, which meant a smart jacket and shirt, open collar showing plenty of cleavage, and a very short wool skirt, pantyhose and heels. The skirt was so short that she had to cross her legs to maintain any sense of public decency.

I was in love. Here was a beautiful woman, obviously intelligent and “all business”, dressed like an uncommon whore. Think Sigourney Weaver or Angie Dickinson.

So last night, I had this long conversation with her, or really, with myself, about how I would approach her in an airport and try to get to know her, because she was so fascinating. I wanted to know why such a lovely and capable woman was dressed like a corporate whore, and well, you can’t just walk up and ask, can you? Well you can, but you won’t get a very real answer.

So my “ploy” was simply to approach her as a gay man, and say right out that I’m not interested in banging her but I’d love to get to know her. In hindsight, I may have been approaching this obvious man trap like a poor man - if you don’t value the goods, or if you don’t have the money, keep walking.

But for some reason I liked the idea, that maybe this woman, this whore of Babylon personified, might like to talk with a man who sees her, and is curious about her, and certainly the sex object aspect is fascinating, but who doesn’t actually want to fuck her. An interesting way to spend the next 10 minutes before boarding the flight?

So anyway, it was curious that I remembered this memory so strongly last night, and of course, I wonder if she was not personifying my own anima, which was why she resonated so strongly for me, in the first place.

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NOTES:

I had some strong “Cross” syncs today. Are the crossed legs of my virgin whore also represented by the cross of Christendom? This is one of those questions that get you tossed out of Seminary, but perhaps initiated into the Illuminati.

Dog = Dog Star = Sirius = Isis = Divine Feminine. Just saying.

A License to Chill

Var and I got a new car a few weeks ago. Not a real new car, but a new car for us - a 2007 Toyota. It was in great shape and we like it a lot, but there was one thing: the previous dealer had screwed in one license plate bolt so hard (probably a compressed air drill) that it was impossible to take off the dealer plate frame. I mused that they did it on purpose, because the dealer plate frame was good advertising. We stripped the bolt trying. Fuck. This would not be a big deal, except the state mandated we needed new plates by August 22, so we HAD to get that damned screw loose.

Naturally, in cases like this... I often attempt magic. It never works.

But today…

I walked downtown this afternoon - there was a weird repetitive sync of the same beat up minivan driving by me at least 3 times, and the last time it actually parked in front of me, engine idling. In hindsight it was like... OK, Zebra really wants me to notice this fucking van. What stood out was a bumper sticker that said STOP WARS in the same font as STAR WARS.

When I got back home, Varen was in the driveway, working on the cursed locked bolt in the license plate frame and I walked over to help him out, it occurred to me to try using the magic words: “May the Force be with me.” He gave me the screwdriver to turn while he turned the bolt with a wrench. He said “Use the force” right before we started. And lo, the fucking bolt finally turned!

So, using the Force, we finally got our new license plate:

7777

There is something really weird going on. In the old days you would say “In the name of Jesus Christ” or something similar to make magic happen. If the collective subconscious is influenced by constant meme impressions and reinforcement (hence, the reason for advertising), then maybe something has changed. Maybe the collective impressions on the subconscious has shifted away from the 1500 year old dogma of the Catholic Church, and towards a modern pulp science fiction epic. I mean, “impressions” are everything in advertising, and we all know that church attendance keeps dropping, and we all know that even today, odds are that you’ll walk into a video store with Star Wars playing. It’s as if, at some time in the recent past, the Star Wars eyeballs finally exceeded the Church eyeballs. Think of it: there was one guy who stayed home from church on one fateful Sunday, but instead popped in Star Wars Episode IV, and suddenly our reality changed.

In the future will they say: “The Force is great, and Lucas is his prophet”?

Fresh memes seem to work better on the Id, and God only knows what a stale old fish the church has become. Maybe he really DID send George Lucas to shake things up.

Which is why we now say “Use the Force”, and it actually works.

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NOTE: The license plate number itself is an odd sync, because Varen went to get a new plate a few days ago, but the next one up was …4966. He hates sixes, so he begged off and went again today. He asked the nice clerk if he could choose the number of his plate out of those in the stack behind her, and she responded “no, you have to take the next plate in line”. Which was 4977. Or 7777 if you like. The sevens reminded me of the “license to kill” of James Bond, 007.

Loosening a frozen bolt is all well and good, but, can the Force actually do what the bumper sticker says? STOP WAR.

I note the Twilight Language: Death in the Pope's Family today.