The King and I

Prince Charles has tested positive for COVID-19.

PRINCE Charles, 71, has tested positive for coronavirus, Clarence House announced today. The future king had been displaying mild symptoms but remains in "good health" after being diagnosed with the deadly bug on Monday night. - The Sun

This takes me right back to 2004 when my third sync eye was opened by an amanita mushroom tea given to me by a Seattle shaman. The mushroom imparts the willingness to believe that mythical and symbolic archetypes are real, or at least… have real power in the collective subconscious.

When it began, it implanted a feeling similar to “hair standing up on the back or your neck” when sync happened. Over time, that feeling subsided, but that was the basic test.

To make a really long story short, after reading Dan Brown's 'The DaVinci Code' I figured that this was a blueprint for the revealing of the literal heir of Jesus Christ. I knew it was going to be Prince William. He who was born of Diana on the summer solstice by Caesarean section. And who was given the royal name of William Arthur Philip Louis: The Once and Future King.

Over the many years since, I’ve let go of my early obsession and moved on. And yet, here we are with the coronavirus (King Kill) lined up on Prince Charles the heir apparent, during an unprecedented global economic shutdown and martial law. If Charles dies, then William is next in line. It’s weird how the hairs on the back of my neck are quivering again, and how it’s all coming back around.

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Notes:

On March 11 Tom Hanks announced he and his wife Rita Wilson had contracted the virus. They were in Australia where Hanks was filming. Note that Prince Charles was also in Australia on March 12.

Hanks and Wilson were released from the hospital on March 17. Tom Hanks starred in The DaVinci Code.

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.

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.

Robots in Disguise

In the Transformers film franchise, the giant robots are likened unto angels, with the ability to disguise themselves as every day machinery.

“Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.” ~Hebrews 13:2

So I just couldn’t help but go see the giant robot disguised as the Polar Pioneer drilling platform that arrived in Port Angeles (get it?) on the Olympic Peninsula this week, on April 17th.

We drove out there today, and I was amused to find that you had to literally pass through a Japanese paper mill in order to drive out on the spit for the best view in the harbor. Almost as if we drove through a Manga gate.

Concurrently, the name “Leto” has been syncing strongly. Leto is the mother of Apollo and Artemis.

In the Olympian scheme, Zeus is the father of her twins, Apollo and Artemis, the Letoides. When Hera, the most conservative of goddesses — for she had the most to lose in changes to the order of nature —discovered that Leto was pregnant and that Zeus was the father, she realized that the offspring would cement the new order.
Hera banned Leto from giving birth on "terra firma", the mainland, any island at sea, or any place under the sun.
She found the barren floating island of Delos, still bearing its archaic name of Asterios, which was neither mainland nor a real island, and gave birth there.

An apt description of the Polar Pioneer drilling platform is a “floating island”. It made me wonder… is the new “Apollo” being born? Is Hera represented by the Greenpeace protesters?

As I parked the car to take some pictures, a Dodge Intrepid autobot pulled up and parked itself pointing directly at the floating island. Over the years, the word “intrepid” has gained a strong personal symbolism for me - it means “steadfast grail seeker”, and whenever I see it, it is saying “pay attention”.

In the Transformers universe, the AllSpark is the “life force”, the “grail”, and there are “heroic” Autobot robots who want to keep it secret, and there are “villainous” Decepticon robots who want to distribute it to the local earth machine population. Running the robot/angel allegory down, one might suppose that WE are the local earth “machine” population, though made of meat and DNA, not metal and C++.

Is Megatron the rebel angel? Does he offer the AllSpark apple of knowledge? It seems more like the fruit of a different tree - the Tree of Life. Would I refuse the fruit of the Tree of Life, even if offered by the devil? Not on your life.

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NOTES:

When I looked around at the scrubby beach flora, I noticed that it was covered in a local variety of Wormwood.

4/20 was the 5 year anniversary of the Deepwater Horizon disaster.

Megatron, Metatron - tomatos, tomatoes.

“As a gesture of gratitude, Delos was secured with four pillars and later became sacred to Apollo.” If you squint at the oil platform through Japanese anime tinted glasses, you will clearly see a giant Transformer robot riding a golden, four pillared boat.

Yet Another Holy Grail Metaphor

'The Egoist' Is Proof Lamborghini Has Lost Its Mind

“It is designed purely for hyper-sophisticated people who want only the most extreme and special things in the world. It represents hedonism taken to the extreme, it is a car without compromises, in a word: egoista,” said Walter De Silva, the VW Group’s head of design, at a private unveiling in Italy.

Mr. De Silva: “Extreme” is putting it incredibly lightly, and as a reminder, “egoist” roughly translates to “selfish.”

This car is a mashup of Speed Racer’s Mach 5, a Matchbox car and Apache helicopter. It’s the sort of thing you see scribbled in the margins of a 10-year-old’s math homework. Words fail to describe the complete and utter insanity of this maniacal mishmash of angles and creases, stuffed with a 5.2-liter V10. It’s the road-going equivalent of a cheetah on roller skates with a ballistic missile strapped to its back.

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I have a fascination with cars because they are the best representation of a "Grail" I can find. A Grail is a sort of symbiotic partnership between a 3rd dimension ego-centric monkey mind and a 5th dimension, crystalline, morphing, sub/super conscious entity that lives outside of time. This is your "soul-mate", your very own personal holy Grail. She is commonly represented as a woman because she is both all powerful and completely submissive. The "driver" is you, the mental monkey. This is commonly represented as a man, because he is both weak as a kitten and all commanding.

Some of my favorite Grail metaphors are Captain Kirk's Enterprise and Doctor Brown's DeLorean. This Lambo goes to the top of the list now, because it is a single seater (only one Grail per ego, that's the limit), it's all crystalline and creased, and sexy in a teen fantasy sort of way, and it has that amazing hexagonal step plate.

The hexagon is the symbol of Saturn, or the God of time. Step on it, Marty!

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.

The Starship and the Canoe

Kon-Tiki is a 2012 Norwegian historical drama film directed by Joachim Rønning and Espen Sandberg about the 1947 Kon-Tiki expedition. The role of Thor Heyerdahl is played by Pål Sverre Valheim Hagen. It was the highest-grossing film of 2012 in Norway.

I loved it. I mean, six muscular, tanned, half-naked Norwegians on a raft, drifting in an equatorial current towards Polynesia... what's not to like? Abercrombie and Fitch meets Jacques Cousteau. But that's not what I'm writing about today. I'm writing about the idea that the 2012 film, and the original 1947 expedition, were thinly veiled ancient astronaut theory. What does a primitive balsa raft drifting from South America to Polynesia have to with space travel? Well, maybe everything.

The Solar God

Let's begin with Thor Heyerdahl, the leader of the expedition. Thor is a hammer-wielding god associated with thunder, lightning, storms, oak trees, strength, the protection of mankind, and also hallowing, healing and fertility.

Thor Heyerdahl named his expedition Kon-Tiki, after a supposed Inca Sun God. He hand paints an image of his solar deity on the sail - note the beard. The beard is odd since it represents the deity of a people who grew no beards, but then you get into the meat of the matter, because Thor's Tiki God is actually a "white man". Let us not forget the solar symbols painted onto the sails of the Santa Maria, another vessel that crossed from east to west with the sun, and discovered the "New World".

Heyerdahl claimed that in Incan legend there was a sun-god named Con-Tici Viracocha who was the supreme head of the mythical fair-skinned people in Peru. The original name for Viracocha was Kon-Tiki or Illa-Tiki, which means Sun-Tiki or Fire-Tiki. Kon-Tiki was high priest and sun-king of these legendary "white men" who left enormous ruins on the shores of Lake Titicaca. The legend continues with the mysterious bearded white men being attacked by a chief named Cari who came from the Coquimbo Valley. They had a battle on an island in Lake Titicaca, and the fair race was massacred. However, Kon-Tiki and his closest companions managed to escape and later arrived on the Pacific coast. The legend ends with Kon-Tiki and his companions disappearing westward out to sea.

There is a magical scene in Kon-Tiki where the camera starts with the voyagers on the raft, arranged in a 6 pointed star, and then zooms out to the Pacific ocean, and then to outer space where we see the stars and the curve of the earth, the moon, and then back again. It's never said outright, but you certainly get the the symbolism of ocean=space, and island=planet.

"The ancients saw the ocean not as a barrier, but a road." ~Heyerdahl

The thing about Thor is that his theory of Inca migration to Polynesia is still highly controversial. The well-considered and scientific theory is that Oceania was populated from the west. It almost seems as if he were looking for a good Sun God story, and he invented an eastern Pacific migration theory to support it.

In Kon-Tiki, Heyerdahl is constantly telling his fellow sailors to "Have faith in Tiki" and finally the engineer calls him on it: "Thor, this isn't a religion". But obviously, it is - the oldest Cargo Cult on earth.

Route 101

The Kon-Tiki Expedition lasted 101 days, a highly charged number at Gosporn.

101 in her many guises

101 represents the Divine Feminine, or Shekinah, in graphic form - The "0" is she, guarded by twin masculine pillars. We see this representation over and over again in Masonic architecture and symbolism. I was intrigued, because the 101 represents not only atomic bombs, but also stargates, time travel and warp speed.

The Dogon

But this is where it gets strange, when the film creates a crab "stowaway" character. Thor finds the crab hiding between the balsa logs at the start of the voyage, and he welcomes it along for the ride. All through the voyage, Thor is checking on the well-being of the crab, and at the end of the voyage, the raft wrecked on the outer reef of Raroia atoll in the Tuamotu group, the crab jumps safely ashore.

Coincidentally, I've also been reading VALIS, by Philip K. Dick:

In VALIS, Phillip K. Dick claims that Horselover Fat (his alter ego) experienced DNA memories of his ancestors voyaging from another star. That star was Sirius, which is also the brightest star in the earth's heavens, and also, the one most revered by Masonry.

The primordial source of all our religions lies with the ancestors of the Dogon tribe, who got their cosmogony and cosmology directly from the three-eyed invaders who visited long ago. The three-eyed invaders are mute and deaf and telepathic, could not breathe our atmosphere, had the elongated misshapen skull of Ikhnaton, and emanated from a planet in the star system Sirius. Although they had no hands, but had, instead, pincer claws such as a crab has, they were great builders. They covertly influence our history toward a fruitful end. ~P.K. Dick

A curious sync is that the traditional Polynesian sail is called a "crab claw", by its characteristic shape. The shape makes little aerodynamic sense, but all kinds of religious sense. If crab clawed aliens really did visit this island earth in chariots of the gods, we might find evidence in our unconscious repetition of certain symbols.

Jesus is Coming

I was watching The Da Vinci Code this week which is all about (sexual) worship of the divine feminine, often represented by the pentacle or anything with five points of symmetry, such as an apple, or rose. Venus, called "the morning star" is associated with the pentagram via its path in the nigh sky.

And then I saw the above GIF.

I Jesus have sent mine angel to testify unto you these things in the churches. I am the root and the offspring of David, and the bright and morning star. ~ Revelation 22:16

The Grail is nigh.

Faking Your Own Death

R.I.P. R Chris Cooper

We've had a bit of drama at the Evolution Archives this week - an author named R Chris Cooper was declared deceased on Sept. 24 in a thread started by a man claiming to be his partner, along with the info that all his MANY works of erotic fiction were being deleted from the forum, as requested in his last will and testament.

The firestorm erupted soon afterwards, with some claiming he faked his own death, and others leaping to the defense of the dearly departed. We note that the author began deleting his stories from the forum three days before his sudden "massive heart attack and stroke", and oddly enough, he had posted a story a week before that included a character who was forced to fake his own death after being recruited into a top secret military organization.

Faking your own death on forums is nothing new, and I don't really care if he did or didn't, but it synced because I'd just finished a Dirk Pitt novel that featured a WWII German U-Boat officer who had faked his own death.

Ever since watching Captain America - The First Avenger on 9/11/12, I've been thinking about the presentation of Nazis as wicked seekers of occult power. From Indiana Jones to Hellboy, it's a common theme:

The Munich Lodge of the Germanenorden Walvater of the Holy Grail is given the name Thule Society. The Germanenorden is a secret society dedicated to German nationalism, Nordic racial superiority, anti-Semitism, and reviving ancient Nordic pagan beliefs. Members come primarily from the upper echelons of German society.

In 1919 the Thule Society will sponsor a political party which many of them have joined and in which they have leadership positions: The German Workers' Party (Deutsche Arbeiterpartei, DAP). In 1920 it's renamed the National Socialist German Workers' Party, or Nazi Party. ~skepticism.org

Some say the Nazis, thanks to mediums channeling info from the Aldebaran system, built flying saucers capable of traveling all the way to Aldebaran - 65 light years away.

According to Thule, another disc left Antarctica in 1945 with both Hitler and Maria Orsic on board. According to the Thule insider, all subsequent appearances of Hitler were done by his doubles. The corpse in the bunker was the body of a double as well.

Faking his own death. And this is where it gets odd, because I went back to the Evolution Archives thread today, and I discovered that the last comment was by a member named Aldebaran.

101 comments - aldebaran

Trident Test Drive

In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. ~John 14:2

In my father's hotel there are many suites ~Paris Hilton

At the end of Black Dossier, book number three in the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen saga, Alan Moore gives us a glimpse into The Blazing World:

"You know, I'm sure I used to DREAM about this place when I was a little girl."

"I know what you mean. I think I caught a glimpse of the Blazing World in a VISION once, during my opium years."

Moore cleverly uses the trope of printing this part of the two dimensional book in "3D", and requiring the characters to wear 3D glasses, as a metaphor for entering 4D space from our 3D world. Much like Victor Fleming used the change from sepia toned B&W to Technicolor when Dorothy enters Oz.

The Blazing World is the 4th dimension, and that extra dimension is time. We experience time like a two dimensional creature would experience the third dimension, that is, in a very limited way. Our five senses don't include a time sense that would allow us to experience time as naturally and as simply as we experience 3D space, but... I think we're growing that organ.

The other aspect of the Blazing World that is equally fascinating is that it holds all the archetypes from all the stories. It's the monomyth, our collective subconscious, the Id, Oz, Hades, Heaven, Hell, the Book of Life, The Never Ending Story, the Worst Movie Ever Made, the place with a thousand names. We've been calling Kubrick's Black Monolith the monomyth, which happens to resemble a black book, or a black hotel:

I've already booked a room.

Alan Moore (who is probably the reincarnation of Merlin Ambrosius) ends League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, Century 1910 with a fascinating vignette, going all the way back to the dawn of human consciousness. In 'Bio of Thebes, Abyssinia, 1236 B.C: Love amongst the Troglodytes', he posits that the apes from 2001: A Space Odyssey bathed in a pool "filled with a blueness that was neither fire nor water", which made them immortal. (Sasquatch, anyone?)

I'm reading between the lines here, but I suspect that when the monomyth hits the ground, it makes a crater in 3D reality, which eventually fills with water. This water is infused with monomythic, 4D stuff, which imparts it's "essence" to anyone who bathes in it, which to us - the 3D entrapped - appears to be eternal life. This is the legend of the Fountain of Youth.

Bio also bathed in the 4D pool, he/she has lived on down through the ages. He changed his name to Roland in the Middle Ages, and after that he became Orlando. Orlando is in Florida, the very place where Ponce de Leon searched for the Fountain of Youth. And of course, Orlando also hosts the Magic Kingdom. Orlando Bloom (Florida means "flowery land") played an immortal elf, and Tony Orlando, he wrote a horrible song that inspired a zillion yellow ribbons.

Since Alan Moore is obsessed with trident symbolism, I began to think of the trident as a force from the fourth dimension, since it has three prongs, one for each of our three dimensions - a dimension that is trying to break through. I figure if the Trident is 4 sale, why not give it a test drive?

I've also been thinking about tattoo's lately, and the Levitical prohibition against it, along with eating shellfish and laying with men, and I figure since I'm already doing all of the above except the tattoo, what the hell. Must be some powerful shit. So I got out my black magic marker and drew a clumsy trident tattoo on my arm, that was on Wednesday. Also, Marky Mark got the mark of the trident in Tim Burton's Planet of the Apes.

"Why the arm?" you ask. Because the first man on the moon, the first man through door 237, was Neil Armstrong. He's Horus, the Moonchild. "The Eagle has landed". I wait all next day for some cool sign from the 4th dimension, but no such luck, until...

In the Black Dossier (which is yet another metaphor for the black monomyth) Mina drops something:

"Oh, that's a nuisance. Something's tucked inside have fallen out."

"Never mind. Probably nothing important."

Until I started to write about it and I picked up the Black Dossier to scan it, and this folded up piece of paper falls out. (paper folding, origami, is another metaphor for 4D space)

It's a receipt from an artist's supply store in Seattle from 6/29/11. By a certain Tim Schacht, who lives in Ohio. FYI, it's the Ohio class submarine that carries the trident ballistic missiles.

Next day, we see that Facebook has been taken down by Anonymous, who is resonating Odysseus, or Nobody, Nemo. I wrote this on May 25:

Polyphemus could mean a very famous person, or more likely, something that enables the concept of celebrity. Like the media, Hollywood, Youtube, or Facebook. Odysseus defeats Polyphemus by blinding him in his eye.

My Holy Mountain

Exalt the LORD our God and worship at his holy mountain, for the LORD our God is holy. ~Psalm 99:9

And you will sing as on the night you celebrate a holy festival; your hearts will rejoice as when people playing pipes go up to the mountain of the LORD, to the Rock of Israel.

Size Matters

Mount Rainier is a massive stratovolcano located 54 miles (87 km) southeast of Seattle in the state of Washington, United States. It is the most topographically prominent mountain in the contiguous United States and the Cascade Volcanic Arc, with a summit elevation of 14,411 feet (4,392 m). Mt. Rainier is considered one of the most dangerous volcanoes in the world, and it is on the Decade Volcano list.

The Mysterious 41, again

Mount Tahoma, an alternative spelling of Mount Tacoma, the original name of Mount Rainier in the Cascade Range.

I went from Phoenix, Arizona All the way to Tacoma Philadelphia, Atlanta, L.A.

Kenneth A. Arnold (March 29, 1915 in Sebeka, Minnesota – January 16, 1984 in Bellevue, Washington was an American aviator and businessman. He is best-known for making what is generally considered the first widely reported unidentified flying object sighting in the United States, after claiming to have seen nine unusual objects flying in a chain near Mount Rainier, Washington on June 24, 1947. Arnold began Great Western Fire Control Supply in Boise, Idaho in 1940, a company that sold and installed fire suppression systems, a job that took him around the Pacific Northwest.

Diana? Or Pele.

We’re having a bit of a NW synchromystic confab coming up in Seattle this August, and I just wanted to take the opportunity to point out some of the scenery!