Cinco de Clara

Clara: When I was 11, I had diphtheria. I was quarantined for three months, so my father bought me this telescope and put it next to my bed so I could see everything out my window.

It is interesting that during my 2020 lockdown, I discover that my sync “bible”, the Back to the Future series, contains a reference to quarantine. In BTTF Part 3, Clara asks Doc Brown to fix her damaged telescope, and thus blossoms their love affair.  The telescope as a symbol of sight, vision, insight and knowledge, as well as Clara’s name, which is latin for “bright and clear”.

So maybe, the quarantine can give us a BTTF “telescope” as well, a vision of our future, both personal and collective. I know it has caused a great deal of introspection for myself as well as with my neighbors.

In BTTF Part 3, the telescope scene begins with:

"Clara: That one's called Copernicus. She laughs. Listen to me, I feel like I'm teaching school!
Doc: Oh, please, continue your lesson. He laughs. I never found lunar geography so fascinating. You're quite knowledgeable.

Nicolaus Copernicus was a Renaissance-era mathematician and astronomer, who formulated a model of the universe that placed the Sun rather than Earth at the center of the universe. You know… like a crown.

Copernicus was: “a polyglot and polymath, he obtained a doctorate in canon law and was also a mathematician, astronomer, physician, classics scholar, translator, governor, diplomat, and economist. In 1517 he derived a quantity theory of money—a key concept in economics—and in 1519 he formulated an economic principle that later came to be called Gresham's law.”

Gresham’s law is basically all about currency devaluation of fiat law, and how “bad money drives out good”. Which is a weird sync considering how the US petro dollar took its huge swan dive during the week of the first US death from the coronavirus in Kirkland and the simultaneous contraction of oil futures. 

On a certain level I think the sun replacing the earth as the center of the universe is akin to the ego realizing that no, it is not the center of the universe. It’s a tough lesson for we who are made in the image of God to realize, but most of us manage it by the time we are two, or “the terrible twos” as I’ve heard it explained. The rest become sociopaths, revolutionaries, or artists.

As of today, 5/5/20 the pathogen appears to be lifting. Or at least, the oppression. Businesses are beginning to re-open, somewhat flower-like in the spring. People are going back to work. I’ve gotten invitations to social gatherings (with distance). The danger of the virus is receding like a bad dream wave upon the shore. 

However, things will never be the same. I just had a conversation with my boss today that I’d never had in all the years that I’ve known him. We covered a million miles of history in one hour! We were frank, and we were very… clear.

My hope is that this virus causes a lense wipe phenom. A mental telescope. Clarity. Clara.

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?"

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 Crime of the Century

I binge-watched the Netflix production of Marvel’s Daredevil last April, and noted how Ben Urich, the reporter looking into the secret crimes of Hell’s Kitchen’s most noted “philanthropist” - Wilson Fisk, AKA Kingpin - drove a late 90’s Buick Century.

This automobile was perhaps chosen to underline Urich’s relative poverty compared to the transportation of the fat cats who he attempted to expose. Fisk’s lawyer drives a late model Maserati, for example.

Several of us were watching Daredevil and reporting syncs on FB, including Andrew West Griffin, owner and editor of Red Dirt Report. Andrew said that he once drove a Buick Century, which he had nicknamed “the Runt”, the name came to him while raking leaves on Oct. 11. That happens to be my birthday.

Hmmm….

According to Wikipedia:

The model name Century came about when Buick was designing its first production automobile capable of reaching a speed of 100 mph. The division needed to come up with a name. One of the Buick executives had returned from a recent trip to the British isles and told the other executives that the British referred to going 100 mph as "doing the century".

Centuries, or Centuriae, means TRIBE or COMPANY. Theoretically, this word traces its roots to centum which is Latin for one hundred, but that connection is widely disputed or disregarded.
A centurion (also hekatontarch in Greek sources, or, in middle Byzantine times, kentarch) was a professional officer of the Roman army.

As I noted in the previous entry, I spent last Memorial Day reading about the Lincoln assassination by Dave McGowan, or the “Crime of the Century”, as it was called back in the day. Like Urich and Griffin, McGowan is a reporter with a talent for unraveling the mainstream media trance. Perhaps his best analysis of the situation stems from asking the question: “If I was going to assassinate the President, how would I do it?” and considering the myriad opportunities to attack Lincoln while he was alone and vulnerable, the choice of “box seat, Ford’s theater with single shot pistol” defies credulity. However, the choice of venue was logical if part of the goal (perhaps most of it) was to create a national media sensation.

Dave McGowan notes how the Lincoln and Kennedy assassinations and also 911 are conspicuous simply by their conspicuousness. Engineered to be collective rituals, with outrageous and spectacular media manipulation to present a certain narrative of events.

The band Supertramp is syncing back in thanks to their album: Crime of the Century, and the next one: Breakfast in America, resonating 9/11 - the first “Crime of the NEW Century”.

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Notes:

Kingpin: Originally, with the 'turntable' steering of horse-drawn wagons, this was a single pin on which the moveable axle was pivoted beneath the wagon's frame. -wikipedia

In other words, a steering device. Apparently the entire lesson is based upon who, or what, is doing the driving. Mad coachmen, runaway horses, the collective carriage is going off the cliff. Apparently, "Time's up, Runt!"

The Street of Dreams

Biff's Casino Coming Soon

4/7/15 Dream: I was touring some kind of real estate development in a car with some realtors. It was dark and snowing lightly, the wind blowing the snow into sparse dunes. Most of the development was full, but one big lot sat undeveloped, I was told that Biff’s Casino would go there. 

We got out of the car to look around and some big, strong dogs were there, running and sniffing around through the grounds, checking everything out. I felt comfortable with them, like they were protectors more than threats. Occasionally they would get closer and I could see how unusual they were. Fore the most part they were just big dogs, like Mastiffs but their skulls were made of thick transparent glass or plastic, and their eyes and teeth softly glowed with an emerald light. 

One of the dogs noticed I was staring intently at his head, and he said: “You want to know what we are made from. We are made of Storm”.

I’ve long connected Biff Tannen to Set, the Egyptian god of the desert and storms, war and chaos, and the chief antagonist in the Egyptian myths. In the Biff timeline, Biff kills George McFly playing Osiris, with Marty McFly playing his son - Horus the Avenger.

Set represents our hidden collective subconscious. Biff is a perfect example of the subconscious run amok, he’s even called Mad Dog Tannen in BTTF III, perhaps a reference to Set’s penile/dog-like appearance. Set is also gay (see here) and I don’t mean gay like the couple down the street who are recently married, attend church and keep their yard so nice. I mean gay like this:

Biff/Set is an unlikeable fellow and an even more unlikely hero, but remember that Isis spared his life. Maybe she has plans for him - back in the future! Which is now.

Perhaps a clue is to be found in the design of Biff’s Casino, an upthrusting monument to Biff, "the Luckiest Man In the World". Biff’s Pleasure Paradise Casino & Hotel is based on the “real life” Hotel Plaza, Las Vegas, NV, and I put “real life” in quotes because everything about Las Vegas is fake. From the guzzling of water in the desert to the stones of Caesar’s Palace to the tits of the showgirls to the money that makes the mirage possible. It’s all completely, utterly, fake. The Grand Illusion.

The thing is, Biff’s neon sign in the entry shows him burning up money. Apparently he has no respect for the dollar - in the town that the dollar built. I mean, that’s like burning up the flag, only even worse. In this respect, he is much like Batman’s Joker. They both have money to burn, and it’s all stolen.

However, all the money in the LV casinos is also stolen via legal gaming, as is all the money in Wall St., often called the "Casino". It seems to me that Isis is betting on Set to break the bank. A long shot, but who knows, he just might shoot the moon in the game of hearts.

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Biff, the sunSet in the WEST burning cash, vs. Clint EASTwood and his fistful of dollars. “Do you feel lucky, punk?”

Emerald tablets of Thoth embedded in the crystal skulls of storm hounds.

BTTF is all about real estate: who runs Lyon Estates? Whose dreams really do come true?

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.

Dog Days of Summer

Monday last, a nuclear “super-carrier” steamed into Port Townsend Bay and docked at the Indian Island Naval Ordinance facility across from PT. We don’t get carriers much. The cool sync was that it was the USS Nimitz - the major prop in the 1980 time travel film “The Final Countdown”.

I checked out Netflix to see if the film was available and indeed it was. I watched it last night. Stars Martin Sheen as Warren Lasky, Kirk Douglas as Capt. Matthew Yelland, and Katharine Ross as Laurel Scott (Great Scott!)

They and the crew of the Nimitz are transported back in time by a temporal storm to December 6, 1941. They eventually figure out when they are, and launch an attack upon the Imperial Japanese fleet, ready to defend the USA against an event that had not yet occurred. But the temporal storm returned exactly at that fateful moment and returned the aircraft carrier to its normal time, thus saving the existing timeline from corruption from the future.

The film featured a rescue dog named Charlie, who became the property of Martin Sheen’s character after his owner was left in 1941. Martin has a son named Charlie.

My father, who was no. 41 on his high school football jersey, had a dog named Mike in his childhood.

My sister-in-law is currently in town, house-sitting and caring for a dog named Hannah. She has a daughter named Hannah.

Notes:

Phoenicians called Sirius, Hannabeah (“the Barker”.)

I was shopping for shoes today in Port Angeles, and saw some Osiris brand sk8r shoes. Osiris is connected to Sirius (Isis), the dog star, as her husband.

But ancient Egypt provides the most regal history for Sirius. Initially, it was Hathor, the great mother goddess, who was identified with Sirius. But Isis soon became the major archetype, sharing honors with the title of Sirius as the Nile Star. An icon of Sirius as a five-pointed star (shades of the Golden Mean) has been found on the walls of the famous Temple of Isis/Hathor at Denderah. ~ halexandria.org

Ankars Away

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Still time to change the road your on?

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

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

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

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

Above Us, Only Sky

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

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

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

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

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

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

Only SKYY

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

Gull wing doors

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