Mulholland Drive, nEYEn11 and Hollywood's Dying Days

SSI members just got a double-barrel blast of synchro-sanity on David Lynch's masterpiece, Mulholland Drive. It was a nearly three-hour presentation, and yet I'm still champing at the bit for a second round. 

Mulholland Drive, 911 and... Barbenheimer?

Maybe the simplest description I can offer of Synchromysticism is "the bleed-over of dream logic into consensus reality." The keys to this process are myth, symbol and co-incidence. It's a process that we may well need to help accelerate as the old Reality comes unglued.

I Wanna Take You to Mulholland Drive...

Buckle up, because we're taking a midnight ride to Mulholland Drive. A word to the wise: It's a steep and treacherous ride and your present conception of reality may not return intact.

Are You Ready for THE SPANDEX FILES?

 

Don't worry: that deep rumbling you're hearing isn't Nibiru rushing towards our orbit. It's the sound of the very earth trembling because The Spandex Files is now live! 

You May Say I'm a Memer, But I'm Not the Only One

Things are cranking up to white-hot intensity here at Secret Sun Central - and particularly at the SSI - so steel yourselves for an assortment of past, present and future assaults on causality.