Secret Sun Scrabble: Nephilim and I Can't Get Up

Go eff yourself, Science

As usual it's been a week filled with syncs, signs and signals.  So much so that it's time to drag out the card table, serve up the artisanal cheese puffs and strawberry-wheat microbrews and play a few rounds of Secret Sun Scrabble.

And why not? Everyone else out there seems to be.

I'm Looking Through a Hole in the Sky

There's no letup in the action around Secret Sun Central. I have a huge and growing backlog of posts to finish and the symbols and syncs show no signs of slowing down. I do want to try to hammer all of this into some kind of coherent exegesis but you gotta fish while they're biting. There's always time to filet it all later.

But I thought I'd just drop in a sizzle reel of highlights amongst the crushing inventory of data that I'm trying to wrap my head around and give everyone at least a taste of where I'm going with all of this. 

So do pay attention. This will be on the test.

That's the Way We All Became the Masonry Bunch

Much more than a hunch...

Keep Me from the Gallows Pole

Judging by the avalanche of articles in the past few days you'd think that the Supreme Overlord of the United Galactic Confederation died, not just a prickly but charismatic and well-regarded celebrity chef and TV host.  

Anthony Bourdain seems to have been extremely important to certain parties for reasons you and I are not necessarily read in on. Which is to say that this is one of those events in which we don't so much get a peak behind the curtain as a certain pretense is dropped and we see things how they really are. 

Only we don't have the right cheat codes so most of us are left scratching our heads while various and sundry rumor mills kick into overdrive. And so it is a man in life becomes tabula rasa in death.

UPSET! Washington Jupiters Defeat Vega's Golden Templars!

Hockey, so often the red-headed stepchild of pro sports, became a huge story with the rise of the Vegas Golden Knights expansion team and last night's victory of the Washington Capitals, who've never won the Stanley Cup in their 44-year history.

Of course the NHL season began in the wake of Heaven Upside Down or Las Vegas and the ensuing drama offers up a platter of symbolismy roughage in heaping helpings with generous side orders of star magic.

So strap your sym-bibs on and dive in...

Cthulhu's Stepchildren, Pt 1: Horrors from the Deep

Those Old Ones were gone now, inside the earth and under the sea; but their dead bodies had told their secrets in dreams to the first men, who formed a cult which had never died. -- HP Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"

Summer's coming and millions of Americans will be heading to the beach to bathe in the raw sewage and frizzle-fry their skin cells enjoy the surf and sun. But they may find themselves acting as wide-eyed extras in an ongoing horror show, as more and more unholy abominations from the Abyss strange creatures seem to be washing ashore all around the world. 

Some may be exotic animals that are known but rarely-seen and some might be familiar creatures rendered unrecognizable by exposure to the elements. 

Others? Brrr.

Meet Your New Gods 3: Mermaid Apocalypse Now!

We shall swim out to that brooding reef in the sea and dive down through black abysses to Cyclopean and many-columned Y’ha-nthlei, and in that lair of the Deep Ones we shall dwell amidst wonder and glory for ever.  

- HP Lovecraft, "The Shadow Over Innsmouth"

Well, it's only a matter of time now. Don't feel too bad, we had a good run. And there's probably a few more good years left. I'd say at least a decade. But then again, I'm a starry-eyed optimist.

I know what you're all thinking. You're asking yourselves, "what the hell is that idiot babbling on about now?"

Oh, didn't you hear?