Sunday, August 02, 2020

I Think the Sky is Screaming


So it's Friday night -- well, actually it's Saturday morning at this point-- and I'm out stalking the streets with my spirit animal on the leash and my psychopomp on the headphones and we're all having a jolly old time.




Friday, July 31, 2020

The Little Girls Who Lived Down the Ghislaine


The War in Heaven rages on. It rages on behind the scenes, in the media and in the streets. How much of what we see is real and how much is theatre or glamour is unknowable, but as I've been saying all along, the Epstein/Ghislaine case is a tide-turner. I just can't rightly say who it will wash away.

Sunday, July 26, 2020

Thursday, July 23, 2020

Now Listen, You



Well, there's an omen for you: a giant pink bolt of lightning striking the plinth that bears the world's most famous drag queen, Lady Mithras Nymphus. Not the big giant bunch of copper there but the stone base. 

I don't know why, but it all seems to make sense.


Monday, July 20, 2020

Wickedness in Highly Strange Places: Wyrd NJ Edition


I've been saying all along that the Epstein bust/snuff were/are a much bigger deal than anyone could imagine, very possibly a flashpoint for a total systemic meltdown. 

And here we are a year later and the wheels are well and truly coming off the buggy. Lots of very odd things are now happening in the wake of the Ghislaine bust and a lot of it is parking right inside the Secret Sun Wheelhouse.