And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune,
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
Met a guy named Piper on April Fool’s Day. We met in uptown, on the hill. Made a Beatles joke.
We walked by a guy a few days ago, Var nicknamed him “Thor” because of his imposing stature and big blond beard. As we got closer I could hear him chatting to a friend but couldn’t make out the words until I clearly heard him say “six, six, six” and then we walked out of earshot and his voice again became a murmur.
Ooh, it makes me wonder.
Walked down to the bank to deposit a check yesterday - Stairway to Heaven was playing.
Led Zeppelin’s Jimmy Page is famously connected to Aleister Crowley, old Mr. 666 himself, “The Beast”.
Saw a flyer advertising the Port Townsend High School production of Little Shop of Horrors. Opens May 1.
Little Shop of Horrors, high school drama, Stairway to Heaven and 666 have all been synced and documented before here at Gosporn, back in 2008 when my nephew had a part in his high school production of Little Shop of Horrors where I was given ticket no. 666 and they played Stairway to Heaven while we waited for the play to start. See Little Shop of Miracles, not too shabby IMHO.
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Beltane is the gaelic May Day Festival. It is a crop fertility ritual noted for bonfires and ritual sacrificial deaths of “king” figures, for instance, the deaths of Adolph Hitler and Osama Bin Laden on May 1. I didn’t say they were good kings, just “kings”.
Today I met a guy named Cody who races 505 dinghies with Piper. Said he sails the oldest 505 in the fleet, but it still beat the new boats. He said they had to take down the mast in a few days.
Take down the “mast”.
Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind?
My book (or reality show) about Google becoming a sort of modern Oz - a global Artificial Intelligence puppet run from behind the scenes by a cabal of wiz-kid programmers has sort of veered off into woowoo land this week. See the previous post - Google Vision - where I use Aleister Crowley and his “non-corporeal” Aiwass as a sort of template for the Wizard of Oz that I extrapolate into a modern AI version, which would be called “The Beast”.
The day I posted that, Christopher at The Secret Sun posts this screen grab from ‘The Daily Beast’, which features the now infamous “Ground Zero Mosque” story and compares it to last year’s Balloon Boy story.
A few days ago Var and I are grabbing lunch at MOD Pizza, where they were displaying the usual local theater posters and I saw this pair on the wall together:
Synching theater/illusion, Oz and the Twin Towers together quite nicely. The 911 temple destruction ritual was very much an Oz-like, global theater kind of event, where we were hypnotized by the spectacle and meanwhile all kinds of crazy shit goes down behind the curtain!
Anyway, the 'ground zero mosque' (Cordoba Initiative) spokesman is named ‘Oz Sultan’ - and the whole story has a hoaxy, illusional, magician kind of vibe, since the Cordoba Initiative has no real financial backing, whatsoever.
But it sure got the media all churned up, and New Yorkers were suddenly cast as the Jews who can’t stand to see a mosque sharing holy ground with the Temple Mount.
That site in Old Jerusalem is called the Dome of the Rock, and of course, the Third Temple (World Trade Center) was also built on a rock - Manhattan - New Jerusalem. Hey all you New Yorkers, you’re living on the Masonic St. Peters - the Holy of Holies!
See the post Pilgrim’s Progress about my own trip to NYC and the stop at the Emerald City (art deco) resonating throne room of Oz: the palm-lined Winter Garden of the WFC.
So the “balloon boy” reference is justified, because the Wizard arrives and departs by balloon - hot air.
The Hindenburg Omen
But this is where it gets weird, because gay author and bon vivant Tom Bacchus was writing today about gay porn stars who also moonlight as mainstream models in his post Brand Randy, and he shares this Yahoo pic depicting Wall St. traders, and the fellow on the right also appears in ‘Huge Bare Dicks 8’.
Meanwhile, the fellow on the left gives the classic "speak no evil", secret society sign. How perfect that it's the gay one who's on the phone. Secret... what secret?
Another down day on Wall Street Thursday sent the Dow below 10,000 for the first time since early July. Fear in the market is being expressed by the continued rally in Treasuries and widespread chatter about an ominous sounding technical indicator: The Hindenburg Omen.
The Hindenburg Omen has a roughly 25% accuracy rate in predicting big market upheaval since 1987, meaning it's far from infallible but isn't inconsequential either. The indicator's creator, mathematician Jim Miekka, compares the Hindenburg Omen to a funnel cloud that precedes a tornado in a recent interview with The WSJ. "It doesn't mean [the market's] going to crash, but it's a high probability," he said.
Ah... a tornado, like what carried Dorothy to Oz. We all know that there are two ways to get to Oz: balloon or twister. Choose your ride, I'll see you there. Happy Landings.
Apparently Iceland’s great fart in the general direction of Europe has got the NYT thinking about transportation alternatives in this article: The New Age of Travel: Blimps and Beyond. It includes this amazing 3D visualization from Seymourpowell Aircruise - a luxury pyramid/diamond that is proposed to somehow make it from NYC to London in 37 hours, despite no visible means of propulsion beyond wishful thinking - and by wishful thinking I mean STOLEN ALIEN TECHNOLOGY!?
The interior design is somewhere between Star Trek’s Ten-Forward and alien Catholic church, reinforced by the "tubular bellsish" audio. We see the craft landing on a docking tower, and hovering over similar towers in various cities around the world. The Empire State building was originally designed as a Zeppelin dock, and some have mused that the ancient pyramids were built for a similar purpose.
This presentation is sponsored by Samsung, a Korean company. Here's the Korean docking tower, all ready to go.
Seattle is famous for a few things: jet airplanes, the Space Needle, Nirvana, the Battle in Seattle, and fish tossing. Fish tossing? Yep - the famous Pike Place Market fish mongers - who pitch fish like baseballs.
A leopard fish?
A Pike is a type of fish, and it is also the name of Star Trek’s Captain Christopher Pike. Pike is also a name with some Masonic cred: Albert Pike.
Captain Pike - he was the first captain of the Enterprise (the “pilot”), and the one who recruited Kirk/Dionysus into Star Fleet. Which makes him almost like a “father” to Dionysus, doesn’t it? Or more accurately, a predecessor. The Dagon fish-gods are the predecessors of all our solar gods, so how perfect to have Pike “relieved” of duty by Captain Tiberius Kirk (“Roman church”). The Seattle Pilots were the predecessor of the Mariners. They who pitch.
The Dagon Gods were said to arrive by flying chariot, or in modern mythic archetype, UFO. In other words, flying fish. Interesting how the flying fish/UFO’s were seen around Mt. Rainier, back in the day. And just recently we had a flaming "flying fish" sighting - in New Found Land:
"It appeared to come out of the ocean," she told CBC News. "It was like it was in the middle of the bay."
I think maybe I should put out some landing lights in the backyard? Perhaps something that can be “seen from space”...
Here’s the Google map image of my backyard... seen from space. If the Google can see the little hydroplane (a flying fish?) in the back, I figure Dagon fish god aliens could see things even tinier. Hmmm.
Judge Bardwell doesn't like the idea of "crossbred" children - he's anti-hybrid. Probably doesn't drive a Prius either. Which takes us straight away into the story of Noah and the Nephilim - those sneaky Sons of God/Angels who were interbreeding with human females - creating hybrid human/gods!
The synthesis of UFO conspiracy theory and Religious Fundamentalism is the idea that our modern UFO's are the old Nephilim, come back to finish what they began all those years before - a hybrid alien/human race. You can find plenty of conspiranoid ravings about the good god Enki who tried to help the slave primates rebel against their(our) masters (via genetic engineering), and you can also find plenty of ravings that cast Enki in an unflattering light - calling him Satan - the one who impregnated Eve (our primordial ape mother) with alien/reptilian seed, begetting Cain.
Racism take on a particularly creepy aura when seen through the prism of the Da Vinci Code - the holy blood, holy grail quest. Dan Brown explains it all for us: European royalty aren't merely entitled by their own hubris, but by their relation to some ancient bloodline - when they say "divine" right to rule, they actually mean it.
I can't help but wonder if dear Bardwell doesn't have Prison Planet and Sherry Shriner bookmarked on his computer? Maybe he's like an old Southern Baptist preacher, who prohibits dancing because it might lead to sex. Bardwell prohibits mixed-race marriage, because it might lead to human/alien hybridization - and we all know where that leads...
Which leads us straight away to the next big media story this week: Balloon Boy. Who happens to be a cute hybrid Anglo/Asian kid (Judge Bardwell would not approve) Who's dad (Richard Heene) is a follower of David Icke (trans-dimensional reptilian aliens and their secret agenda) who enacted (accidentally or deliberately) a symbolic "alien abduction" via mushroom/saucer shaped home-made balloon. Or maybe just a giant tinfoil chef's hat.
The Secret Sun wonders if Balloon Boy's dad isn't the new Wilhelm Reich, the orgone-powered cloudbuster and spiritual father of tinfoil hats. You'll note that Sherry Shriner has a link to orgonewarriors.com.
Balloons represent transcendence and spiritual enlightenment, as do mushrooms. Being engine-less, they also represent a certain amount of trust - the hope of fair winds and a good landing. A successful balloon flight is traditionally celebrated with a bottle of champagne, and the tradition has a charming beginning: the first balloonists would often land in the field of some Provençal farmer, who would take them for aliens or demons. They would offer a bottle of champagne as proof of their humanity/Frenchiness.
One bolder than the rest stabbed it with a pitchfork.
Richard Heene is also keen on the solar apocalypse theory that would take place in 2012.
We're running out of time, we're running out of time, the end of the world is coming.
This all comes back around to Star Trek (as all things do) and we recall that August Piccard was the name of a pioneering French balloonist. Captain Picard often found himself landing his "balloon" on some backwards little provincial planet, desiring to prove his good intentions to the "farmers". Perhaps he would offer a bottle of champagne, easy enough with his replicator technology. Or perhaps... a sample of DNA for the scientists and for the rest of us, he'd wear a discrete cross on his lapel.
Christopher Knowles has been building a catalog of the mega (tron) towers being constructed all over the globe right now. The towers make little economic sense and are an affront to ideas of sustainability (though they often pay lip service with a wind generator or two), or any pretense of an egalitarian social order, being the literal concretization of feudal hierarchy. Yet a building they are, and at a frenzied pace, one almost might suspect there's a deadline!?
It has finally dawned on me that they're DOCKING TOWERS, like for zeppelins. Really, really ginormous zeppelins... with landing lights "bright enough to be seen from space".
Well here it is September already again, time for another Twin Towers post!
I visited La Conner on Labor Day - a little seaside tourist trap north of Seattle. Wandering into a nautically themed gallery, I find two '30's vintage airship models hovering over the arched entryway - one being the Hindenburg (see The Hindenburg Stargate Ritual) and the other being a Gee Bee Model R, red and white, No. 11.
The Gee Bee (short for Granville Brothers Aircraft Co.) was a 1930's race plane, and the stubby (phallic?) style has always fascinated me. It was a notorious pilot killer, and a Gee Bee crash (painted hornet black and yellow) creates the opening scene of the 1991 Disney/Touchstone sci-fi adventure film The Rocketeer, starring Billy Campbell as the protagonist.
Bill Campbell has lots of gay cred, having played gay doctor Jon in the TV miniseries adaptation of Armistead Maupin's San Francisco opus: Tales of the City. Doctor Jon dies of complications from AIDS. He also played one of Steven Carrington's lovers in Dynasty, so he's a bit like Heath Ledger - a gay archetype.
Look close: on the hanger "Big Wow" is the DeLorean stargate symbol.
Howard Hughes (double H) makes a few appearances in The Rocketeer, one of the stranger American Icons. Hughes, founder of RKO Pictures and Hughes Aircraft, was truly a Golden Age 'Prince of the power of the air'. An industrialist tycoon, he reminds me of any number of Bond villains (Hugo Drax?). Most Bond villains seem to be channeling the Noah archetype. Hughes leveled several old growth forests in order to build HIS ark: the H-4 Hercules, AKA the Spruce Goose (see In the Shadow of Giants for more about Herc) . The Goose was the largest airplane ever built at the time, and made entirely of WOOD!
Make thee an ark of gopher wood; rooms shalt thou make in the ark, and shalt pitch it within and without with pitch. --Genesis 6:14
Hughes was born in HUMBLE, Texas (in HARRIS County), died in HOUSTON, so we have H's buzzing around like Hornets. Howard spent several years holed up in the DESERT INN Hotel in Las Vegas, entombed like a Pharaoh in the New World GIZA. Egyptian myth has Ra traversing the heavens in a solar BOAT, and the Spruce Goose was a FLYING BOAT.
Interestingly, leftover wood from the ARK project was used to build a 36' racing catamaran in 1962 - Toru. Catamarans signify the H and solar wind power, so yet another Chariot of the Gods. Strangely, this cat sat in mothballs for decades, in a Vancouver CA hanger, finally sold last year.
Vancouver is synchromystic Hollywood, with everything from the X-Files to Babylon 5 filmed there. Vancouver is the "twin city" of Seattle, and in movies it is frequently employed as Seattle's "double" - just swap the license plates.
Which brings me back around to the Rocketeer - Billy Campbell. Bill also played JORDAN Collier in The 4400, yet another apocalyptic vision of human evolution. The show was filmed in Vancouver, but set in mythical Seattle. Jordan is the self-proclaimed Savior of humanity, and his "vehicle of ascension" is a neurotransmitter called PROMICIN. Seattle is renamed Promise City - another moniker for Zion, and the home of the 44,000.
Then I looked, and there before me was the Lamb, standing on Mount Zion, and with him 144,000 who had his name and his Father's name written on their foreheads. --Revelations 14:1
By the second season, it is revealed that all 4400 have a neurotransmitter called promicin in their brains, which gives them their powers. The government, afraid of what this large group would do with such political power, secretly doses all 4400 with a promicin-inhibitor. The inhibitor causes a potentially fatal immune deficiency as a side effect in the returnees. --wikipedia
Hmmmm. A "potentially fatal immune deficiency".
Jordan is the River Jordan that flows due south to Jerusalem, the Promised Land. The Hudson River is the New World Jordan, flowing to New Jerusalem.
Let The River Run was the Carly Simon hit written for the film Working Girl, starring Grail Seeker Harrison Ford and Melanie Griffith. It was filmed in WT 7, and the Gee Bee shows a 7 along with the 11.
"Working Girl" is slang for prostitute, which syncs up with Mary Magdalene (MM) as well as the Sole Survivor from the Battle of Jericho. Jericho (the CBS dystopian drama) is threatened by the 'Hudson River Virus' - according to government propaganda.
Carly crosses the Hudson River in a boat - the Staten Island Ferry - heading for the Twin Towers. She anticipates my own pilgrimage to New Jerusalem (read Pilgrim's Progress). Like Carly, I was ferried across the Hudson/Jordan to New Jerusalem, the only difference being that for my crossing, the twin towers had become a twin-hulled commuter catamaran.
In The Rocketeer, Billy doesn't just FLY a plane, he BECOMES one. Looking at his Vehicle of Ascension (the rocket pack), we find it also resonating the twin motif: two rocket tubes joined by a circular hole - creating an H, and archetype of the HOLY GRAIL and her TWIN guardians. The Rocket Pack = Twin Towers = Catamaran = Notre Dame = H.
I suspect the River Jordan is allegory for the flow of Divine Energy - from the "headwaters" of the Pineal Gland on down, to pool in the "Twin Lakes" and finally rocket out - through the "River Delta".
The AIDS epidemic successfully halted the flow, dammed up by an army of Trojan engineers. But the River will not be denied. The dam is cracking...
We're coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.
Let the river run,Let all the dreamersWake the nation.Come, the New Jerusalem.
As it was in the days of Noah, so it will be at the coming of the Son of Man. --Matthew 24:37
I rented 'Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow'... again. I’ve seen it four times. Something (everything) about this movie fascinates me: the 40’s film noir, the giant robots, Manhattan, Jude Law. Sky Captain takes place in an imaginary past/future, something close enough to the collective imaginary past to seem virtually historical, but with the gorgeous opening scene of the Hindenburg III docking to the mooring mast of the Empire State Building, it clearly, is not. For background on the Hindenburg, see The Hindenburg Star Gate Ritual.
The plot revolves around a mad scientist’s (Totenkopf) plans to build a giant spaceship, collect flora and fauna two by two, shoot them safely into space, and then destroy the earth below. Noah the Super Villain. As I watched, I had the feeling that this really WAS the story of Noah, or at least a version of it. This version has Manhattan playing corrupt Atlantis at the close of the Golden Age. Hmmm... the shoe does seem to fit.
In the first seven minutes we see the Hindenburg III (a stargate image evoking the three ages: Gods, Heroes and Man), the Brooklyn Bridge, the Masonic Temple of the Sun, a fly over of Hermes, Isaac Newton’s ‘Mathematical Principles of Modern Philosophy’, and a screening of The Wizard of Oz at Radio City Music Hall! It's a synchropalooza.
Noah as the genocidal egomaniac who destroys the earth is a considerable biblical revision, but one that Hollywood presents with regularity, as we will see in the next episode. I admit to a fascination with the subject. What really DID happen back then, in the time before history? I have a feeling we’re about to find out. The World of Tomorrow, same as it ever was.
The face of Noah/the Wizard/Lawrence Olivier.
The ark departs, storms a brewin'.
An angel of death carrying the Sword of Damocles rides the rocket.
Angelina plays "Frankie" Cook... an angel of rescue. The angels always speak with British public school accents.
This little red school bus landed in the neighbor's driveway about six months ago. It's sat there parked, gathering moss ever since. It's hard to imagine a more red balloon-like vehicle. It is (of course) a Chevy.
I know very little about the neighbors, except that they're fundies, and that they're exceptionally dour. They don't talk to us (hell, they won't even allow eye contact!) - we suspect it's because they know we're fags, but we can't say for sure.
Personally, I think the red balloon has been parked in the church's garage for 2000 years, and they're afraid to take it out for a spin. But you know what they say: Use it or lose it.
Imported sparkling water has been heavily discounted at Red Apple supermarket lately, so we've been bringing some home to sample. If you've been reading for a while, you'll know what I mean by the Water of Life, and also how the Red Star is synchromystically entwined with queerness (The Red Star Brewing Co.) So it's interesting to find a product combining (so called) healthy water with the red star - San Pellegrino Sparkling Water:
The town of San Pellegrino in the mountains north of Milan was first made famous by quenching the thirst of Leonardo da Vinci. Today the Fonte Termale, an opulent marbled drinking hall, is a monument to the tradition of "taking the waters."
Blam! Direct sync hit: famous via queer Grand Master Leonardo da Vinci, painter of the Last Supper that depicts John as maybe, possibly being a woman: the Magdalene.
Next up is from Germany: Gerolsteiner brand sparkling water, also sporting a red star, though with eight points.
The closest thing to taking mineral supplements in a naturally-occurring water; Since 1888, a famed health tonic, naturally carbonated.
Not quite as good, but with all those eights buzzing around like bees, fairly star gaty.
And finally Apollinaris: the "Queen of Table Water". No red star, but at least a hovering, red pyramid:
Apollinaris originates in a site which has different layers of rock and volcanic occlusions: the Eifel. This unspoilt landscape allows the water to penetrate into the deepest layers of the earth. Natural carbonic acid collects from the volcanic rock stratum. This facilitates especially the absorbtion of many minerals.
It's kinda gay that water with the same name as a Prefect of Gaul AND a bad ass Roman Legion is called the "Queen of Table Waters". Not such a good sync, but it got me going on an Eifel tangent:
Eifel syncs with both the phallic Eiffel Tower of Paris and the Statue of Liberty Enlightening the World (AKA Isis, Diana) in NYC - gift of France to the USA in 1886 (Alexandre Gustave Eiffel engineered both structures). Considering the role of Paris and monumental hollow gifts in the Trojan War, it might have been a good idea if the US had looked THIS gift horse in the mouth.
And finally, an exceptionally hot pic from a recent Titan Media production: Damien Crosse going right to the source of the water of life, no bottling required. The movie is Men's Room III: Ozark Mtn. Exit 8. The Ark to Oz is a red balloon - or maybe a zeppelin if you want to make haste. A Red Zeppelin. A big, red, fat, juicy zeppelin. Unlike the previous Wizard of Oz, I have a feeling these guys know how it works.
LZ 129 Hindenburg was a German zeppelin. Along with its sister-ship LZ 130 Graf Zeppelin II, it was the largest aircraft ever built. During its second year of service, it was destroyed by a fire while landing at Lakehurst Naval Air Station in Manchester Township, New Jersey, USA, on May 6, 1937. Thirty-six people died in the accident, which was widely reported by film, photographic, and radio media. --Wikipedia
I've already talked about skyscrapers and obelisks being primordial phallic symbols in Twin Towers - and what with the bizarre confluence of air-ships in the ether, thanks mostly to the reporting of Filmnoir23, and to Aferrismoon's prescient comment on Air Power, I began looking at what has become known as "The Hindenburg Disaster" with my third queer eye.
A Zeppelin is a most excellent symbol of the phallic: big, rigid, tumescent, penetrating, demanding of attention - and at the same time, fragile and thin-skinned - as our male ego always is.
The destruction of the Hindenburg, like the World Trade Center, (and the Titanic) is shrouded in mystery and rumor. It should NOT have fallen, yet thanks to a series of uncanny 'accidents' that overrode many engineering and procedural safeguards, it did, and spectacularly so.
Like 9/11 ( thanks to the media) this disaster would have a profound influence on the cultural sub-conscience. Like 9/11, it would be a harbinger of doom - foretelling the rise of the 3rd Reich and of war; as was 9/11 and it's foretelling of the rise of the 4th.
It seems strangely appropriate that the Hindenburg also had a twin - the Graf Zeppelin. And if we consider the Polynesian tradition of naming vessels, the Graf was not a sister-ship, but a brother-ship.
NOTES
The mooring tower at Lakehurst Naval Air Station oddly resembles the Eiffel Tower (Mssr. Eiffel was also involved in the creation of the great Statue (idol) of Isis in New York). I wonder, who's phallus is 'deflating' who's?
Wherein in time past ye walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that now worketh in the children of disobedience --Ephesians 2:2
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