Hark the Herald Nazis Sing

More evidence documenting the rebirth of the spirit of Adolph Hitler, AKA #HitlerJesus.

The Shaming of Volkswagen

The original Volkswagen Beetle was designed by Ferdinand Porsche in 1934 under contract from the National Socialists to create a “people’s car”, and is generally considered “Hitler’s car”. Be that as it may, the VW brand went on to become one of the most beloved automotive icons of the 20th century, that is, until the company was allegedly caught cheating on EPA air pollution standards via clever software. The fines, lawsuits and negative publicity of the scandal will cost the company billions.

Note: In 1902 Ferdinand Porsche was drafted into military service. He served as a chauffeur to Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria, the crown prince of Austria whose assassination sparked WWI a decade later.

#babyHitler

10/23/15 the NYT polled its readers on whether they would go back in time and kill Hitler as a baby. This, apparently, was the kind of thing that came to mind at the Times when it wanted to capitalize on the recent Back to the Future 2015 publicity. The birth of #babyJesus is celebrated on 12/25, the date Doc Brown pointed out when he was showing Marty how the time machine worked, along with 7/4/1776 and 11/5/55 - a “red letter day” in the history of science.

Apparently, Jeb Bush has “stepped up” on the question: Jeb Bush On Whether He'd Kill Baby Hitler: 'Hell Yeah, I Would!'

Christmas Moon Hitler

On 11/6/15, Stuart Heritage of the Guardian saw Hitler on the moon in the 2015 John Lewis Christmas ad: John Lewis Christmas advert: who is Moon Hitler?

Why has the old man been sent into space? Is he a war criminal?

The little girl and her telescope resonate Jodie Foster’s character Ellie Arroway in the film Contact. Even including the girl shooting an arrow at the moon. In Contact, Hitler is the first image sent to earth by the aliens. In the black comedy sci-fi film Iron Sky, the Nazis do indeed hide on the dark side of the moon.

Look Who's Back

Hitler comedy Look Who's Back becomes Germany's No 1 movie.

The Borat-style film, based on the bestselling novel by Timur Vermes, puts Adolf Hitler back into German society and utilises the reactions of real people for humour.

“Germans should be able to laugh at Hitler, rather than viewing him as a monster, because that relieves him of responsibility for his deeds and diverts attention from his guilt for the Holocaust,” director David Wnendt told the Guardian. “But it should be the type of laugh that catches in your throat and you’re almost ashamed when you realise what you’re doing.”

Guilt, shame, Holocaust. The broken record.

Jesus and Hitler are the two greatest scapegoats of the Western world. It feels like it’s time for that goat to rise again. The John Lewis video finishes with: “Show someone they’re loved this Christmas”. Too soon to send swastika themed Christmas cards?

Pluto Rising with Marty McFly

According to the Back to the Future film trilogy and sync tarot, Marty McFly arrives in “the future” on October 21, 2015, or in other words, yesterday. It’s a date prophesied for 30 years and much looked forward to by synchromystics the world over, and so quite naturally it was also the date that sync hit the headlines, thanks to a wonderful sync video of Joe Alexander that links the plot of BTTF to 9/11.



I’ve long considered BTTF a sync gold mine, even before it was cool, with plenty of odd personal coincidences with the movies and the characters that I won’t bore you with now, except the most recent one, which was a road trip down to Phoenix, Arizona last week. Our route took us through Hood River, Oregon, the shadow of the Overlook Hotel brooding over us from atop Mt. Hood in the distance. We passed through Twin Falls, Idaho, and then on down to Zion National Park, the home of the Latter Day Saints. Our last day on the road found us driving through Flagstaff, Arizona, a node on the devil’s own Route 66.

We arrived on Saturday, Oct. 10, the day after the Northern Arizona University shooting. Traffic was nuts. Varen was looking up the Flagstaff wikipedia entry on his phone when we discovered that Flagstaff was built around the Lowell Observatory, which discovered the dwarf planet Pluto in 1919.




The curious BTTF sync is that Joe made a fantastic video outlining Marty representing the Greek God Pluto and this has really resonated for me. Pluto is Hades, the God of the underworld, and the dead. He is akin to Osiris, the God of the Dead in the Egyptian pantheon. Over time he became associated with the Christian devil, being the gatekeeper of Hell, or Sheol, the Jewish version of Hades.

The idea of casting Pluto as the hero of a time travel epic is suitably counter-intuitive to draw my interest. In the Greek myth, the brothers Zeus, Poseidon and Hades combine to defeat their father Cronus, or the God of Time. One way to “defeat” time is to know the future, or to prophecy. This is exactly what Joe sees in the BTTF trilogy, a prophecy of 9/11.

So anyway, we took the tour at the Lowell Observatory and heard all about the discovery of Pluto, and I began thinking that this was a symbol for the discovery of Plutonium, the magical ore of Pluto. The curious thing is that Pluto is also known as the “the wealthy one” and is the source of the word “plutocrat”. The discovery of the treasury of the dead. That’s heavy.

I wonder what the “treasury of the dead” might mean? Perhaps DNA encoding - a library of wealth. Doc Brown’s theft of Plutonium occurred on Oct. 11, which is also my birthday. Birth, death, theft - presents!

My souvenir was the black mug. It might represent the container of plutonium, or in a later version, Mr. Fusion. Or perhaps it is the Holy Grail.

Lift operator had a visible tat on his arm "SON OF..."

The other odd aspect to the trip was of course, the Phoenix resonator, the fabled bird that dies on a flaming pyre and is born again. Just before we left for Phoenix, the schooner Phoenix arrived and anchored offshore. While we were on the road to Phoenix, the schooner was caught in a sudden wind storm, dragged anchor and was sunk on the breakwater, holed by the rocks in its side. This past Sunday, the schooner was recovered and raised to solid ground by the Travel-Lift. Born again from the underworld or not, the timing of the local maritime drama was fascinating.

I think something is shifting, something big. Pluto is giving up his treasure, and the Phoenix is born anew. What better timing than October 21, 2015? The day that time stood still for synchronicity.

"It has to start somewhere. It has to start sometime. What better place than here? What better time than now?"

The Bridge of the Gods

See Storming the Bridge and Operation Sync Overload to get up to date with sync connections between the Ponte Vecchio bridge, bankruptcy and the return of an archetype I am calling Hitler/Jesus.

The other sync attractor in my personal universe is “Morning Star”. Because my bankruptcy was handled by a last minute substitute lawyer named Tom Morningstar. This all taking place at the Gateway Center in Bremerton. The bullet list:

• The economic concept of bankruptcy originated at the Ponte Veccio: when a money-changer 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).
• On Aug 4, 1944, the Germans did not destroy the Ponte Veccio on their retreat from Italy, allegedly by express order from Hitler.
• Sync logic suggests that “Hitler” will return over the same bridge he retreated on, the one bridge left standing.
• Bankruptcy is the event.
• The Morning Star is the sign.

On 9/9 I was at Kitsap Bank when the teller told me that the Hood Canal Bridge was “broken” and no vehicle traffic could cross. This is a big deal to Port Townsend, so economically dependent on that bridge. A curious broken bridge and bank sync.

This was also interesting because I was reading Captain America Operation Rebirth and the chapter I read the night before featured a heli-carrier that nearly crashes into Mt. Hood.

The Timberline Lodge at Oregon’s Mt. Hood being the exterior location of Stanley Kubrick’s Overlook Hotel in The Shining. The Overlook being a symbolic stand-in for the United States - much like Captain America.

I finish my business at the bank and then ride into town to check out the harbor at Point Hudson, and any new boats that have arrived. Yes indeed, a new boat named the MORNING STAR had just tied to the dock. And curiouser still, the Israeli Defense Force was on duty.

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NOTES:

Beau Bridges is the celebrity guest of honor at the 2015 Port Townsend Film Festival.
Bridge of Spies opens 10/16.
Both Hood Canal and Mt. Hood are named after the same Lord Samuel Hood. The wikipedia entry is interesting, the native myth echoing the Trojan War:

In another telling, Wy'east (Hood) battles Pahto (Adams) for the fair La-wa-la-clough (St. Helens). Or again Wy'east, the chief of the Multnomah tribe, competed with the chief of the Klickitat tribe. Their great anger led to their transformation into volcanoes. Their battle is said to have destroyed the Bridge of the Gods.

The Pour Knights Part II

Holy Grail syncs continue…

Out of the blue, Var asked me about the Knights Templar. I gave him a brief rundown: red cross, crusaders, stables of Solomon’s temple, discovery of Holy Grail, etc.

Next morning I was on Sailing Anarchy getting the latest sailing news and the top story was about the New Zealand yacht CRUSADER in the Transpac.

However, the next story down, Lost and Found, gave me chills:

In 2005, I participated in the Transpac on the TP52 Braveheart. About 250 mile from Honolulu, during a night time gybe, fellow crew member Brian Huse lost the jockey pole overboard. I was next to him by the mast when it happened. This summer, I took a camping trip with a friend exploring and beach combing the west coast of Vancouver Isl.
While on Lanz Isl (part of the Scott Island group off the NW tip of Vancouver Island), I spotted something among the logs and driftwood. The Southern Spars logo was unmistakable! A bit of prying and digging and I was able to pull out a carbon fibre pole. “Funny”, I thought, “Brian lost one like this years ago”
When I returned, I told Brian the story. He contacted Paul Snape at Southern Spars in New Zealand and was able to find the original CAD drawing for Braveheart’s Jockey Pole. It is an exact match. 2500 miles and 10 years later found by crew of the same boat! – Anarchist hamish.

This story is chock full of Scottish syncs:

“Braveheart” - the 1995 epic historical medieval war drama film directed by and starring Mel Gibson. Gibson portrays William Wallace, a 13th-century Scottish warrior who led the Scots in the First War of Scottish Independence against King Edward I of England.

Lanz Island, part of the Scott Island group off the NW tip of Vancouver Island

Hamish: a masculine given name in English. It is the Anglicised form of the vocative case of the Scottish Gaelic Seumas: Sheumais. The Scottish Gaelic Seumas is the equivalent to the English James. In English the meaning of the name Hamish is supplant, replace.

Great Scott!

Jockey pole found!

But the fascinating thing is that this discovery of a lost carbon fiber pole (the “Grail” or perhaps the lost phallus of Osiris) follows the Grail pattern outlined by Wayne Herschel at The Hidden Records, of a larger island pointing to a smaller island. See XXX - I love you - Isis.

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Update:

Last night we had some kin over for dinner. First off, my cousin mentions Monty Python & the Holy Grail, and then The Life of Brian. Brian, we note, is the hapless Jesus character in the Monty Python mythos. Brian/Jesus lost the "jockey pole", but Hamish/Knights Templar found it.

Something is up. The poor knights of the temple are stirring.

Eye Wide Shut

Dream: I was near the water or perhaps on a boat and could dimly see a huge submarine below - a gigantic shadow moving beneath us. If I closed one eye or the other, I could suddenly see the submarine very clearly, even all the details, but only with one eye closed. It had some blue masking tape stuck to it in places. Don’t remember much else - there was some kind of military operation going on, with subs, a cruise missile and even a trimaran heading out. Red October was vaguely mentioned. I think they were heading east.

The submarine and the trimaran are obvious “subconscious” symbols for me, I’ve blogged about them for years - see Nemo, Neptune, trident, etc.

Lately I’ve been tracking personal “one eyed” syncs, and I say personal vs. mass media because the one-eyed pop star has become such a cliche of Illuminati, MK Ultra conspiracy theory that I hate to even mention it.

Nonetheless, the idea that my experience of reality is a mirror between the conscious and subconscious aspects of my mind has a lot of pull for me, where the concepts of Narcissus, reversed text, palindromes and backwards masking meet at the Looking Glass. So when my subconscious tells me to look at myself with one eye, I listen.

When I was a kid I saw a TV sci-fi movie about a voyage to an identical earth that was in orbit around the sun, 180° from our current position. In other words, the planet was invisible to us, because the sun always stood directly in between. The only way you could tell which earth was which was by the writing - all the signs on anti-earth were written backwards, in all other aspects they were identical. I've tried to find it again but so far no luck. It may have been British.

Yin and Yang, Christ and Antichrist, matter and dark matter. A fundamental principle of our universe is duality, nicely represented by the mirror. Many people yearn for an end to the illusions of duality, that we might all be “one”. I’m not so sure. Every sailor knows that his boat only goes when he learns to artfully pit wind against wave, or air against water. The forces in opposition and in balance create effortless forward motion, out of balance is a disaster for ship and crew.

To every action there is always opposed an equal reaction.
- Newton’s Third Law of Motion

Perhaps we currently have way too much of One, and not enough of the Other. The forces of Yin and Yang are out of balance. Who will bring balance to the Force?

As a curious aside, the online homoerotic writer’s forum “Narcissus Cursed Men Collection” closed this week. Definitely heading through the looking glass, eyes wide shut, or not.

The Pour Knights of the Temple

A replica of the schooner AMERICA, the yacht that trounced England in the 1851 Hundred Guinea Cup (and later renamed the America’s Cup, in the yacht’s honor), was here in Port Townsend this weekend. It was a poignant event for me, considering my long-standing sync of the “Auld Mug” with the Holy Grail.

The black yacht is a rakish 101’ from bow to stern, 90’ on the waterline, and cuts a dashing figure under sail, even today. It flew a gigantic American flag from the main mast - wrapping itself in the flag, so to speak - but well earned, in this case.

I pondered the meaning of “replica” or “replicant”. It reminds me of reincarnation, or the idea that a vessel of wood (or clay or 3D material reality) can “embody” the spirit (fire) of another vessel. This yacht, made of coarse material, is the avatar of the original AMERICA, in the same way the Hindus believe that their eternal Gods are incarnated into vessels of flesh. I felt like I was walking upon a holy relic.

The interior was filled with half-hull models of previous cup defenders - the saints buried in the catacombs. The air was thick with memory.

When I left I noted a guy on a bike wearing a Captain America t-shirt on the dock. The Captain of the AMERICA?

Later in the day, I attended a birthday party at the Pourhouse. We watched the AMERICA sail by, full of well paying guests, we watched from the cheap seats. It is curious that in 2013, the three of us (I, the birthday girl and her husband) watched the final race of the 2013 America’s Cup in this very same pub, and that's the ONLY time we were both present there.

The Pourhouse is a fabulous pun made even better by the Grail sync, since the Grail is above all else a “cup” or “vessel” of divine essence, and the fabled re-discoverers and hoarders of the Holy Grail were the Knights Templar, AKA the "Poor Fellow-Soldiers of Christ and of the Temple of Solomon".

XXX - I Love You - Isis

I enjoyed reading Wayne Herschel’s “secret map” of Oak Island at The Hidden Records, the main clue being that the real treasure is not to be found in the old “money pit”, which is a decoy, but rather, is buried in another place entirely - on Apple Island. The name “Apple Island” is modern English for Avalon, the fabled birth place of King Arthur and the Grail Legend.

It occurred to me that this basic template can also be found in the modern Masonic “mecca” of Manhattan.

Here we see the pointer of the southern tip of Manhattan (and location of the Financial District, or “money pit”) is actually pointing SW, towards a small island in New Jersey - Liberty Island, home of the Statue of Liberty, AKA Isis.

The Masonic veneration of Isis is well-known, she is represented by Sirius, the “blazing star” of the Masonic tracing board. Note that Lady Liberty is exactly 33m tall and her base forms a “blazing star”. One wonders what fabulous treasure the Masons have buried beneath her.

This weekend, the International Space Station, ISS (or Isis) will be crossing the Pacific NW. Others have already covered the not so subtle connections between NASA and the Lodge, so no need to go into all that again. I read in the local paper that ISS is the third brightest object in the sky, behind the sun and the moon. It has demoted Venus to fourth, Venus being yet another representation of the Divine Feminine.

The Masonic architects have erected ISS, the “blazing star”, as a more accurate representation of the mystery. A 3D representation, to be exact. The Blazing Star, Isis, is an island floating above us. However the treasure is buried beneath the island. The only “ground” below ISS is us.

“Above us, only sky.”

I enjoy that ISS, the Masonic symbol of the Divine Feminine, is crossing the PNW with X’s (kisses) on the anniversary of the 8/8/14 Olympia Sync Summit.

Agamemnon Speaks

I was reading a textbook today about the old wooden battleship Agamemnon, which was capsized by a rogue wave while standing by during the laying of the first trans-Atlantic cable in 1858.

A few hours later I saw this map of all the submarine cables that carry 99% of the world’s internet data.

Agamemnon, Greek king, House of Atreus (Atriedes in the Dune universe).

When Helen, the wife of Menelaus, ran off with Paris of Troy, Agamemnon commanded the united Greek armed forces in the ensuing Trojan War. -wikipedia

This is a curious sync considering last weekend’s marriage between the Houses of Hilton and Rothschild. Beauty and the Beast. Also, the “mysterious” lapse of communication that occurred on July 8:

• ITEM: The New York City subway system suffered an atrocious commute today, with some trains being inexplicably stranded in stations for long periods of time.
• ITEM: The website “The Dissolve” folded today.
• ITEM: United Airlines was forced to ground all of its flights after its computer system mysteriously stopped working.
• ITEM: The New York Stock Exchange suspended trading today after its computerized trading system mysteriously stopped working.
• ITEM: Immediately after, the Wall Street Journal’s website mysteriously stopped working.
• ITEM: More than 2,500 people in Washington, DC mysteriously lost power.

Not to mention that "ancient" Greece and “epic” banker greed are also in the headlines. What to make of it? I suspect the connection between the collective subconscious (submarine cables) and the conscious are finally completed, and are about to go online. Perhaps these uncanny blips in technological/mythical artifices are the global signal of a new wavelength. Or rather, the rebirth of a very old one.

Ground Breaking Ceremony

Last week I randomly pulled out some old DVD’s to watch. One was Curse of the Black Pearl and the other was Sahara. They are part of my haul of movies that I got at a garage sale several years ago, all for one $. Johnny Depp as the weaving pirate is always entertaining but Matthew McConaughey as Dirk Pitt is just awful. However, Varen and I walked downtown to the “free book box” today and Varen asked me, “Do you want a Clive Cussler book?” and he tossed me ‘Sahara’. Movie and book share very little in common except for the title, and I’m a bit ashamed that I’ve read and watched them both.

But the double sync got me to thinking. Is it about the the character Dirk Pitt, or perhaps the plot of the book or film? Or perhaps just the name… Sahara!

That’s when I recalled the vivid real estate dream from last April: The Street of Dreams, where I was shown the barren lot of the soon to be built Biff Tannen’s Pleasure Paradise Hotel & Casino. AKA the Temple of Set.

The Sahara is the planet’s mightiest desert. Set is god of the desert, and desert storms. Perhaps tomorrow is the ground breaking ceremony for Biff’s casino. A lucky day.

I was amused to find this monorail arriving at the Sahara on wikipedia.

Get ready to race

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Uncanny Update: BaT posts a Suzuki Samurai Sahara.

The Race of the Roses

I’ve had a lot of “race” syncs over the past few months, as in a contest of speed, not the genome variety. I watch a car auction blog called Bring a Trailer (because often times the cars on offer do not actually run) but they are increasingly showing race cars, which are always syncy because race cars have numbers, and famous drivers, and history.

I’ve become quite involved in the local Race to Alaska boat race, which has a strong gold rush meme running through it. The prize was $10,000 in Federal Reserve bank notes nailed to a tree, much like Jesus. Jesus was crucified for calling out the money changers in the temple, replacing the cash offerings with his own blood. Blood money?

Though lately, with the media drenched in the blood of the nine lambs of the Charleston Methodist Church shooting, I am more aware of the double meaning. Doesn’t get much more Christian than a blood sacrifice in a church.

Must be blood, must be fresh!

Auto races are famously won by the waving of the checkered flag. This is the flag of the now infamous Masonic tracing board.

The Freemasons were also instrumental in the creation of the KKK, so perhaps the race/race pun isn’t so far-fetched. It leads to silly sync questions: Was the space race racially motivated? What is the prize at the finish line of the human race?

General Lee has been disqualified for unsportsmanlike behavior

“Almighty God created the races white, black, yellow, malay and red, and he placed them on separate continents,” he wrote. “And but for the interference with his arrangement there would be no cause for such marriages. The fact that he separated the races shows that he did not intend for the races to mix.” ~ Loving vs. The State of Virginia, Judge Leon Bazile, New Yorker

Judge Bazile might have remembered Matthew 13:24-30

Another parable He put forth to them, saying: “The kingdom of heaven is like a man who sowed good seed in his field; but while men slept, his enemy came and sowed tares among the wheat and went his way. But when the grain had sprouted and produced a crop, then the tares also appeared. So the servants of the owner came and said to him, ‘Sir, did you not sow good seed in your field? How then does it have tares?’ He said to them, ‘An enemy has done this.’ The servants said to him, ‘Do you want us then to go and gather them up?’ But he said, ‘No, lest while you gather up the tares you also uproot the wheat with them. Let both grow together until the harvest, and at the time of harvest I will say to the reapers, “First gather together the tares and bind them in bundles to burn them, but gather the wheat into my barn.”

The races are indeed intended to mix. But not, to get along.

gather the wheat into my barn

Are human beings genetically differentiated by race, for the purpose of some kind of contest, designed by Gods or Aliens or WTF? The kind of thing where the aliens all agree on rules, engineer their various genetic champions, and off we go to the races?

My Fair Lady

I suspect the Freemasons think so. Also the Jews. Perhaps there are Asians and Africans who think so as well. No doubt they all have their secret societies promoting their own home teams.

Go Speed Racer!

More likely, our genes are speaking through our “gods”, “aliens” and “wtf”. The encoding is stronger than the encoded. My conscious understanding of unconscious genetic processes lags sadly behind.

If the races are actually “racing”, then it makes sense that pre-race “cheating” would involve dilution of the competing team’s gene pool. Hence the bizarre fear of “white genocide” expressed by various white racist groups as not being so bizarre after all. It’s a clever way to throw a wrench into the opposing team’s DNA.

On the other hand, combining DNA that “Almighty God” never intended to mix, might lead to some really interesting concrete. What new religion that DNA decides to make of itself is open to question. But whatever it is, that book is being written as we speak.

Gentlemen, start your engines!

Do You Believe in the Virgin Mary?

I saw these photos of Hezbollah fighters saluting images of the Virgin Mary recently. They struck me because of their “otherworldly” lighting, and of course, the fact that these are images of battle-hardened Arab “Islamics”, not Catholics, who venerate Mary as the “Mother of God”.

The Latin root of Mary is “mare”, or the sea. The word appears in marina, marinara sauce, and is associated with all things maritime. Our Mother, the sea. It occurs to me that the Hezbollah soldiers are “Marines”.



Here in Port Townsend, the Catholic parish is named Saint Mary, the Star of the Sea. This is an ancient title that extends all the way back to Babylonian Ishtar. The "Star of the Sea" is also known as the Mariner’s Star: Venus.

Here in Port Townsend we also have a NW Maritime Center - the logo is an M with a five pointed star on the NW corner. The five pointed star, or the pentagram, is associated with Venus because the planet’s path inscribes a pentagram shape on the heavens when viewed from earth. 5 is the number associated with Mary.

The big buzz here lately has been a race sponsored by the NW Maritime Center - the Race to Alaska! The first to finish was the trident resonating trimaran Team Elsie Piddock, in the time of 5 days and 55 minutes.

The NW Maritime Center posts updates on the race, this one about the nature of the merciless sea:

On a boat at sea you are completely insignificant. Think of the forces involved. The liquid that makes up over 75% of the earth’s surface and a fair amount of our atmosphere isn’t just an impossibly large thing compared to a boat, but it’s an impossibly large thing that is affected by even impossibly larger forces… All of the quantum physics (or whatever) involved are too big for our pea brains to comprehend, we’re far more comfortable assigning human emotions to things. When you are in it, and it rages against you day after day, it’s easy to think it’s intentional. The truth is the sea doesn’t throw you gale after never ending gale like a wounded ex throws your clothes onto the lawn. The sea isn’t angry, the sea doesn’t give a damn.