Thursday, June 15, 2017

Deeper Than You Could Ever Know, or The Eternal Psychodrama




The rabbit keeps digging. And digging. How far are you ready to go down?

I first began to follow this story when I heard about the drowning death of Jeff Buckley. I'm not sure why but the first thought that came into my head was that it had something to do with Elizabeth Fraser. 

I had no idea that all of this had been prophesied for years and years before, in ways that actually give me chills.

I had no idea that this was all closely following a very ancient script, for reasons I can't begin to wrap my head around. The symbolism is almost shockingly unambiguous, as we'll soon see.

I had no idea that a tragedy involving Chris Cornell, Jeff Buckley's close friend and posthumous spokesman, would take place on the banks of another river almost exactly 20 years later, a tragedy that seemed to follow a remarkably similar mythic script. And a tragedy that would seize the attention of millions all around the world.


And I most certainly had no idea twenty years ago that at the very same time police divers were scouring the muddy waters of the Wolf River Lagoon for Jeff Buckley's corpse a well-publicized reenactment of a mystery religion based on the drowning death of a revered ancient Egyptian god was being undertaken by an elite "secret society" just a few blocks away.

Yeah. That happened.

I'm still having trouble wrapping my head around that one too.

WHY AND WHAT FOR?

A reader asked a highly pertinent and perceptive question in the comments section of the previous post. It cuts to the heart of this extraordinarily unlikely mystery we're trying to crack here.
The thing that I keep asking is "why?" Why would spirits reenact this little passion play at all? Why with this small handful of singers and songwriters? It seems like a lot of effort, a lot of autistic attention to trivial details few would even notice - so where's the actual payoff for the Good Folk's effort? The only thing I can think up is that all the world's a play to them, but the dramatis personnae onstage never see more than a few glimpses of their lines before it's time for them to be spoken.
Why indeed? We're not talking about show biz superstars here, we're not talking about Benifer or Brangelina,  we're talking about two cult performers who never broke into the mainstream. 

We're talking about two very vulnerable souls whose supernatural gifts were balanced out by their struggles with their troubled upbringings and mental illness. But at the same time we're talking about two performers who could count the highest echelon of the music biz elite in their circle of apostles.

And we're talking about a love story whose tragic end was prophesied in a song that has garnered a staggering 48 million views on YouTube. Those people may not realize it but they've soaked all this in.

Which only makes sense because what we're actually seeing is a ritualistic reenactment of one of history's oldest love stories.


It's becoming increasingly well-known on the Internet that this song is about Jeff Buckley, though I think most people tend to underestimate how deep Fraser's obsession with the man really was. I don't think she ever got over it.

Buckley idolized Fraser, studied her, imitated her (the first time I heard Jeff Buckley- knowing nothing about him- I said to myself, "this guy sure sounds like he listens to a lot of Cocteau Twins records"). But when they met Fraser was in the middle of a serious- and painfully public- mental health crisis that would find her hospitalized twice within a year. 

Buckley brought color and excitement back into her life but he had far too many groupies chasing him to stay with an older woman who brought a lot of emotional baggage in tow. Plus, his star was rising and her band was in the process of winding down their long run.

The Wikipedia entry recites the almost-unimaginably eerie fact that Fraser was recording this song while the man about whom she was singing was dying on the other side of the world, but omits the fact that they were lovers:
Fraser wrote the song's lyrics. While recording the song on 29 May 1997, she found out that her once-close friend, Jeff Buckley, had drowned. "That was so weird ... I'd got letters out and I was thinking about him. That song's kind of about him – that's how it feels to me anyway." 
And what most people tend to overlook is that not only is she singing about Buckley- yet again- she is also unconsciously prophesying his death. Yet again:

Night, night of matter (?)
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

I have a problem with this interpretation of the lyrics. As far as I can tell what Fraser is actually singing is "Night, night of murder" not "matter." Which makes a lot more sense when followed by "black flowers blossom." 

Why?

Because black flowers have traditionally been associated with death and mourning:
The color black has always been synonymous with death and mourning. It is thus the color of sadness and farewell. So, many people consider black roses to symbolize bereavement, loss and mortality. They are often used at funerals. 
And then there's this couplet, which connects us to a constellation of ancient goddesses whose dramas all center on lost loves ( and one of whose incarnations is known as "the first mermaid").


Water is my eye
Most faithful mirror

OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN


Some of Fraser's most extraordinary vocal performances come when she is channeling the dramas of ancient mythologies. This of course includes the Siren but also Lorelei, Echo, Pandora (not just once but twice), Persephone and Coatlicue.

She was, after all, "the Voice of God."

But there's one particular story that she seemed to embody and that's the story of the goddess who fell in love with the young shepherd boy. It seemed to start in an oblique and incidental way:
The Cocteaux released Moon and the Melodies in late 1986, which featured 'Sea, Swallow Me' and 'She Will Destroy You', among others. Then they released Blue Bell Knoll, which again is a reference to an old folk belief about a death omen. The bluebell is also known as Endymion non-scriptus. 
Endymion is yet another doomed mortal whom a goddess fell in love with: 
 Wandering farther afield from the British Isles, the bluebell is associated with the shepherd boy Endymion.  The moon goddess, variously called Seline or Diana, fell in love with him and cast an eternal sleep on him so that she could enjoy his beauty alone, forever.
One of the key cuts on Blue Bell Knoll is 'For Phoebe Still a Baby'. Phoebe is another name for Selene.  
This story goes back to the very cradle of civilization:
In Babylonia, the month Tammuz was established in honor of the eponymous god Tammuz, who originated as a Sumerian shepherd-god, Dumuzid or Dumuzi, the consort of Inanna and, in his Akkadian form, the parallel consort of Ishtar.
Inanna and Dumuzi also seem to be the stars of one of the earliest known tellings of the Descent into the Underworld, where Inanna traveled to retrieve the soul of her lost shepherd-boy consort. This story would be told over and over again.

This story was retold in Phrygia as the myth of Cybele and Attis (note see Tracy Twyman's dissertation of this myth at her blog):
Cybele loved the beautiful shepherd, and made him her own priest on condition that he should preserve his chastity inviolate. Atys broke the covenant with a nymph, the daughter of the river-god Sangarius, and was thrown by the goddess into a state of madness, in which he unmanned himself. 
This story was told in the pages of Sir James Frazer's Golden Bough, a book Elizabeth Fraser certainly seemed to have read. A variant on the story has the hermaphroditic Agdistis in place of Cybele. Strangely enough this version also correlates to the Fraser-Buckley drama, given the Cocteau Twins' singer's own innate androgyny. As the singer explained in 1995:
"I was very worried about being unattractive because I think I look quite masculine. Sometimes I feel more masculine than feminine and I don't like it. I mean, you've got a person who is in recovery from incest surrounded by men. I've never had a highly developed sense of being female."
Fraser would refer obliquely to Cybele in one of her many songs focused around moths and butterflies, 'Great Spangled Fritilary', a butterfly whose scientific name is S Cybele.

The Greeks retold the love-goddess and shepherd-boy story as that of Aphrodite and the shepherd-boy Adonis:
(Both) Aphrodite and Persephone, goddess of fertility and death, love Adonis, a beautiful young man. Adonis is killed by a wild boar while he is on the hunt: Aphrodite begs Zeus to restore him to life, but Persephone also demands that he be brought back to life for her sake. Zeus settles the dispute by resurrecting Adonis, but commands him to live six months in the upper world with Aphrodite and six months in the lower world with Persephone.

And sure enough, just before she would meet Jeff Buckley, Elizabeth Fraser would be depicted rising from a scallop shell like Aphrodite in the music video for 'Bluebeard'. 

The Syrian version of this archetype, widely believed to be the original incarnation of Aphrodite herself, who takes us right back to the world of sirens and mermaids. The very first mermaid, or so the story goes:
Atargatis was in love with a human shepherd but accidentally killed him.  Out of guilt, the goddess flung herself into the ocean hoping to become a fish.  But her beauty was so great, that she never could fully become a fish.  Instead she became half goddess, half fish, with a tail below the waist and human body above the waist.   

BEFORE WE GO ANY FURTHER...

...let's play the Name Game. You see this little mythology primer here isn't just for the giggles and grins, it cuts right to the core of the very strange daisy-chain of synchronicity we are trying to untangle.

Because Jeff Buckley's very surname means "shepherd boy."
Ó Buachalla, taken from the Irish word 'buachaill' originally meaning 'herdsman' (in modern Irish it has come to mean 'boy'), was anglcised early as Ó Boughelly, Boughla, Buhilly and later as Buckley. 
So you see I'm not exaggerating when I claim that what we're seeing here is a very ancient psychodrama that chose to play itself out in real time. I mean it literally. Do you understand me now?

And what about Liz Fraser? Well, given the Egyptian origin of the Biblical name (the first Elizabeth was connected to Moses and Aaron, both of which are native Egyptian names) I will go to my grave believing that in fact it comes from Eloah-Esi-Beth, or "Temple of the Goddess Isis." We'll get to Isis shortly.

But first the Fraser name, which ties into Knights Templar history, of all things:
The Frasers are believed to have come from Anjou in France. The name Fraser may be derived from Fredarius, Fresel or Freseau. Another suggestion is that the Frasers were a tribe in Roman Gaul, whose badge was a strawberry plant (fraisier in French). 
Might come from "fraisier." Gee, you think? 

But what's the significance of strawberries in this tale here? Well, it ties right back into the lineage of the same goddesses we're looking at. In this case the Syro-Roman variant:
The strawberry was a symbol for Venus, the Goddess of Love, because of its heart shapes and red color.
In a connection that will take on greater significance when we get to the next chapter of this drama, it so happens that Venus had a very Roswell kind of origin story:
In another story, told by Hyginus, an egg fell from the sky into the Euphrates, was rolled onto land by fish, doves settled on it and hatched it, and Venus, known as the Syrian goddess, came forth
Yeah, we're going there. But don't worry- it's baked right into the cake.


Yeah, those eyes. I know.

But of course the big kahuna of love-goddess and doomed shepherd myths is that of Isis and Osiris. In the best-known telling of the tale, Osiris' first death comes when he is drowned in the Nile inside his sarcophagus:
In some cases the texts suggest that Set takes the form of a wild animal, such as a crocodile or bull, to slay Osiris; in others they imply that Osiris's corpse is thrown in the water or that he is drowned. This latter tradition is the origin of the Egyptian belief that people who had drowned in the Nile were sacred.
And just to establish his shepherd cred:
 He also carries the crook and flail. The crook is thought to represent Osiris as a shepherd god. The symbolism of the flail is more uncertain with shepherds whip, fly-whisk, or association with the god Andjety of the ninth nome of Lower Egypt proposed.[12]
And as the fathomless enigmas of fate would have it, one of the foundation texts for the Isis-Osiris myth takes us back to- you guessed it- Memphis:
Another important source is the Memphite Theology, a religious narrative that includes an account of Osiris's death as well as the resolution of the dispute between Horus and Set. This narrative associates the kingship that Osiris and Horus represent with Ptah, the creator deity of Memphis. 
Quoting directly from the Memphite Theology, we have this:
Isis and Nepthys without delay, for Osiris had drowned in his water. Isis [and Nephthys] looked out, [beheld him and attended to him].  
OK, we have a river, a drowning and a Memphis. Can I shoehorn a wolf into this little catty-corner?

Oh, yes I can:
In the beginning, Osiris was associated mostly with agriculture. This cult spread rapidly into Upper Egypt, and soon Osiris became identified with the funeral god, Abydos, Khenti-Amentiu, who was symbolized by the wolf.  
But then we get thrown right down the crazy-stairs...

Oh, the eyes. Interesting.

While police divers were still dragging the Wolf River Harbor for Jeff Buckley's body, just a few blocks east the Grand Krewe of Osiris was enjoying the Carnival Memphis, kicking off at the Crosstown Concourse:
The Carnival Memphis Association organizes, plans, budgets, and promotes the King, Queen, and Royal Court, as well as many of the events staged during Carnival week. However, the Grand Krewes (once known as secret societies) also stage their own festivities throughout the year, elect their own royalty, manage their own budget, and have their own membership requirements.  
Most of these organizations bear Egyptian names in accordance to tradition originally set out by the Mystic Memphi, and in conjunction with Memphis being the sister city of ancient Memphis, Egypt. The twelve Grand Krewes that Carnival Memphis recognizes are the Mystic Society of the Memphi, Osiris, Sphinx, RaMet, Ennead, Phoenix, Aani, Ptolemy, Kemet Jubilee, Ptah, Luxor, Queen Bees.  
The Carnival kicks off the first weekend following Memorial Day. 

But what exactly is the Grand Krewe of Osiris? Well, besides the hosts of osirismemphis.com, that is?
Osiris was founded in 1934 as a Mystic Secret Society. Osiris membership has always consisted of top professional and business leaders. 
The Great Eye, the hieroglyphic symbol of Osiris for thousands of years, continues looking intently forward to the future of great city of Memphis, on the American Nile.
The Great Eye? You mean the one glowing in the middle of that giant pyramid you got there? The one on the shore of the Wolf River Lagoon? OK. Thanks.

Good, clean Masonic fun

And what exactly do their ceremonies entail?
The ceremonies were mysterious and symbolic, but the most common feature was the procession of Queen Isis in her carriage, far beyond the precincts of her temple on occasions to other towns. 
These occasions were passed amid great rejoicing, music, dancing, and feasting which formed important parts of the festival rites. 
The feast was held within lofty walls, with an entrance between immense pylons inscribed with hieroglyphs. 
Those called to join celebrated the regeneration of the land, the renewal of friendships, and the hopes for a productive and joyful year!

Is it just me or does this sound like something straight out of Summerisle? And how exactly do these ceremonies climax?
Our Queen Isis has always been known for her beauty and membership in a prominent family. She wears the Ring of Isis, engraved with her hieroglyphic symbol. 
The identity of King Osiris is revealed at the Banquet of Past Kings. He and all Past Osiris Kings wear the King’s Medallion on a scarlet and white ribbon at all Osiris and Carnival events.
OK, now I'm sure this is all fun and harmless and zany (totally Masonic) fun for the Memphite upper crust. But that doesn't matter in the context of ritual, especially the kind of ritual that goes beyond ritual. 

Because all this was going on while Jeff Buckley's body was floating a few blocks away in the Wolf River in the same exact way Osiris' body floated in the Nile.


You know Osiris-- the star-sailor. 



I said the Starsailor.

But again, the point is that happened. That actually happened. A bunch of drunk lawyers, doctors and their wives were playacting the mysteries of Isis and Osiris while an aspiring rock superstar was actually playing the part of Osiris in a ritual who I can't begin to imagine who -or more accurately, what -- was staging.

I mean, I never heard of this Carnival until a few hours ago. Have you?


What are the odds Elizabeth Fraser knew about any of this while she was writing songs that prophesy how a man she wouldn't meet for another 12 years would die? 

Somewhere between slim, zip and fuckall I'd wager.

But stay tuned because this story is about to take a very dark and sinister turn, taking us into the world of elite UFO cultists, the Tower of Babel, demons of the air, World War Three, and a prophecy of the most momentous event of our times.

I wish I were kidding.



TO BE CONTINUED














38 comments:

  1. CMON MAAAAAAAN... DON T HOLD OUT ON ME LIKE THIS !!!!

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    1. Delayed gratification, baby! It's where it's all at these days.

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  2. Ok, I think I'm starting to understand... (thanks to you Chris). Myths are patterns that 'spontaneously' form in our reality. Pop culture is merely one reflection in which we see the pattern. Have you analysed your own reality - family and friends names events and places? Do you think it can be done objectively for oneself? I started immediately after reading this article, name meanings, places meanings, dates of events ... eye opening, and gut wrenching. Know thyself.

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    1. I think you are roughly right, except on the "spontaneous" part. I don't think there is anything spontaneous about people play-acting myths, regardless of how aware they are at the time that they are doing exactly that. (As I mentioned in a previous comment, I have realized that I have been play-acting/channeling mythical stories myself in the past, with no awareness whatsoever that I was doing any such thing or even that there was a myth my actions belonged into.) There is a reason why this sort of thing happens. And there is a reason why this happens far, far more often to artists than to any other kind of people, though it can happen to anyone.

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    2. This blog has presented evidence for both spontaneuty and planned myth making. But which came first and inspired the other? Perhaps neither, it's just an abstraction of our binary universe.

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    3. Well, all I can say is that pop culture is the natural venue for these forces to play out their stories. Remember Bedazzled when the Devil becomes a pop star? These stories aren't just bedtime tales they are infused with power. It doesn't make a damn lick of sense but here we are. Myth is either dangerous or it's not really myth. It's just a fish story.

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    4. Like I always say, you play on the spirit's swingset sooner or latter they're going to come around and do the pushing. It's just a question of how ready you are. Liz Fraser was already primed and ready given her upbringing. Sometimes it takes a little more coaxing.

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  3. 'Night of matter' ... seems to me ALL significant lyrics are corrupt on the internet. I've wondered about that for a while. And then there's Simon le Bon, who deliberately wrote the 'wrong' words for the Durans back in the day... I always knew he was ahead of us in some strange way.

    M.O.T.N. - Eye opening indeed. Sometimes I get glimpses, not much more. Send you strange if you do too much of it though.

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    1. The Cocteau lyrics can get especially comical, particularly when she starts doing things like sing English backwards. It takes a lot of patience to decipher them.

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    2. A friend of mine used to sing the names of Liverpool football clubs managers to the tune of Ivo as we staggered drunk on cider around a local golf club. Hed be like "Paisley Shankley Fagin ..."

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  4. Frightening, unnerving, the awful and inevitably irresistible seduction of the Divine Feminine, and spiritual rituals being played out on a material stage by players both ignorant and enlightened. You really are digging into a rich vein of the Terrible as Sacred.

    The resonance of the Names appearing first in ancient myth and then millennia later in the lives of poets, in conjunction with the beat-for-beat reenactment of the myth itself, is where you really nail it, here. An honest to god chill ran up my spine.

    This series is really great work, and I really mean that. Your perseverance and patience in digging for connections and meanings is a model for anyone looking to craft stories that will really hit where it counts, and for anyone looking for evidence that the world we see is not all the world there is.

    ***** Out of five!

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    1. Thank you very much, D. That's what I'm trying to do here, tear down the illusion of mechanistic causality. We can't seem to live without these marvels, even if they sting us now and then. With these visions, the people perish.

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    2. I believe that you intended "without" above; not "with"..?

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  5. Hi Chris,

    When I got to the part about the Memphis Carnival, a wave of creepy-creepiness washed over me, for sure. But, having realized what you are saying, it turned my attention to this idea. It is almost as if these myths and archetypes are so ensconced in the human psyche that they seem to function like some kind of mechanism. Almost lining up and triggering automatically when certain key events occur together or near each other. Or perhaps when the key pieces come together in some way, the myth machine just kicks in and the program just runs its course by design. Maybe that is why these things seem to be universal in application, but certainly applicable to all cultures and times?

    What if the workings of magick are just tapping into this same mechanism of energy and by the skillful and precise practice of directing ones will, you as the magician get to move the energy one way or the other on a smaller more personal scale?

    What if by directing these mechanisms of mythic archetypes generates the required energy to perform some function or provide the means of performing some function that alters or shapes reality for the rest of us? I know that sounds way over the top, but I am wondering now about how this might apply to UFO's, inter-dimensional entities and walk-in's?

    I'm definitely looking forward to your continued exploration into some of the most bizarre and possibly far reaching connections I have ever seen on your blog.

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    1. You're asking the questions of the ages, Bill. Questions people a lot smarter than I could ever hope to be have been wrestling with for millennia. Now we're being told it's all a massive computer simulation since that naturally privileges computer programmers. But we are indeed driven by forces we can't try to understand. Why did Jeff Buckley get in the river that night, of all nights? He may have thought he did it to have a great story to tell journalists when the new album came out but it didn't quite work out that way.

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  6. You are touching upon things that are really resonating with me. I've written about Isaac Tigrett and the weirdness of Memphis and the "Pyramid" and the significance of the Mississippi River. Am looking forward to where you take us from here, sir!

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    1. You've piqued my interest- what about Isaac Tigrett? You got links?

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    2. Quick overview from The Memphis Flyer, the local https://m.memphisflyer.com/CityBeatBlog/archives/2010/11/30/flashback-pyramids-crystal-skull

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  7. Whoa...Its starting to resemble the kind of super-script structure Jeff Kripal was talking about in "Mutants & Mystics". About how humanity collectively writes its own reality, in this case, via mythic structures embedded in pop culture & esp. music. Its really built like a fractal isn't it? Just keeps unfolding into similar structures the closer one looks.

    Also, regarding the "name game": Jeff Buckley was originally known growing up as Scott Moorhead. Scott being derived from the Latin "Scoti" meaning "Gaelic speaker" & Moorhead is Scottish meaning "head or end of the moor". So there's that water connection again!

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    1. And as I said the Cocteau Twins had that song Summerhead- or S.Moorhead- on the album they were touring when Liz met Jeff. Even more interesting that it seems to be another song about her failing marriage to Robin Guthrie.

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  8. Myth-making can be a deadly affair indeed.
    Off the coast of Australia is an island named Fraser Island after a Scottish woman who was named Eliza Fraser (there was even a crap Aussie film made in 1976 starring Susannah York as Eliza Fraser http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0074466/
    which is not even included in her IMDB list of movies she has starred in).
    Eliza Fraser's myth-making claim eventually led to the massacre and dispossession of the island's tribe.
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eliza_Fraser
    The island today is inhabited by dingoes, a dog known to Indigenous Australians as a trickster animal, much like the coyote is to the Indigenous Americans.

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    1. Good hunting, Darren. You're doing some amazing work on the blog as well. Outstanding work ethic.

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    2. That's because I'm not working at the moment, ironically enough. :-)

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  9. Chris, I'm curious what you think it means for these connective synchromythic arcs and threads to be "seen" or "discovered" and laid out by an observer/author such as yourself. Is it just bringing an already natural language to light? Or do you play a constructive or participatory role in speaking its reality? If the latter, what was the language before you discovered how to speak it? And whose language would it have been prior to you uncovering it? What is the ontological status of the "fact" that this story is so very real?

    You've got the fire, and it's inspiring. To choose to live mythically, I think that's what all artists and rulers have in common. Both have power as their goal, but artists' power is directed toward expression or connection where that of rulers is directed toward control. The ruler is never self-destructive because longevity is desired above all else in those who seek to control the world and others, but artists know that a long life isn't the only or even the best path to real, mythic power. Fraser and Buckley both chose mythic shapes for their lives and art. They fed the world themselves and the old story found its voice, and spoke.

    So, when you uncover the terms of the narrative and its time-bending overlaps, echoes, and iterations...what is the role that you play? Interested in what you might think. Cheers!

    Ditto above: fractal, indeed!

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    1. Doug, it seems like the Sun of an occulted nature is in the slip stream of conscious awareness. If not manifesting the meme of ritualistic ritual these deep areas of myth at least passing the torch of the Egyptian/Osiris Book of the Dead. Hail Isis, Queen of Heaven! 87

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    2. These are all very excellent questions, Doug. To be honest I can't believe the stuff I've unearthed on this story. Up until a couple years ago it was something I had the barest outlines on and then I find out about things like this Osiris festival which you find absolutely ludicrous and impossible if you read it in a novel. I told Gordon that I wondered if I was willing these things into existence at one point. But maybe this is just the virtue of tenacity. Kick at any wall long enough and you'll eventually break through. I've done all this often enough to realize that nothing is actually like we're told it is, a conviction I actually had from a very early age and realized all the people I counted on were lying and hiding things. Just apply that same suspicion to "reality" and you're off the races.

      And yes, the more mythic rocket fuel to your art the farther you'll go with it. Elizabeth Fraser is an extraordinarily intelligent and well-read woman who grew up in a place where the old stories never really lost their hold. She also had a lot to escape- an incredibly harrowing family environment that eventually led her to two nervous breakdowns in the space of a year. In the midst of all this comes this charming boy with the voice of an angel who grew up worshipping her. How can anyone resist that? As to participatory reality it seems as if she had in fact summoned him out of the ether and had already written the end of the story while he was still in 10th grade.

      Or maybe someone else wrote it for her. The explanation I lean towards.

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  10. Well, Chris, I guess the Jean Cocteau/Priory de Sion angle will get connected in here with the pre-1980 creation of Cocteau Twins. But how?

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  11. I like David Arkin's point about a sort of meta script that we all write as we go along. Also, it seems pretty clear that the spirits don't always make sense. Or their jokes are inside jokes that only make sense to a totally alien mind. Think of John Keel's weirdos running around West Virginia and Ohio is 1966. Or any 'aliens' selling bogus space brother stuff, or 'channeling' through occultists.

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  12. 'Persephone' just gives me the downright chills. It really feels like coming into contact with something...else.

    - Bruno

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  13. such a cliffhanger... can't wait...

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  14. The rabbit hole just got a little deeper today with a blue little mermaid in Denmark -
    https://brizdazz.blogspot.com.au/2017/06/song-to-sirenchase-blues-away.html

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  15. Sorry, this is way off topic. Did you see that new 20 minute piece that Neill Blomkamp's Oats Studio put up over on YouTube?

    https://youtu.be/VjQ2t_yNHQs

    It is Grim. Heartbreaking, even. It hurts to see humanity and the earth treated like that, even in fiction, but I think that's the sort of thing we need, nowadays.

    I'm probably wrong, but the invaders' use of a black goo substance as a key feature of their technology feels like a bit of a 'f*** you' being directed at Fox and maybe even Sir Ridley as well, Not to mention Sigourney Weaver being in the cast... And the horrible hypnotic power of the Serpent.

    But the might be an angel in the somewhere.

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  16. Forget "American Gods" or anything else on TV these days. This is entertainment. I guess that's what all those sacrificiants were thinking too. Entertainment aside, I'm aghast. Dig deep enough into any story and you find the kind of patterns Structuralists found, except "real life" is also a story. People are used by powers (more, or less) beyond their comprehension. We -- your readers -- all at critical mass now. Tell more of the story and keep our collective narrative from fraying into oblivion in the midst of divine/terrestrial chaos. This is the job of the prophet, shaman and elder story-teller.

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  17. Thought folks might find this to be of interest--Jeff Buckley's interview of Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan for Interview Magazine (from 1996):

    http://thethingaboutthisis.blogspot.in/2008/06/ye-jo-jeff-buckley-hai.html

    Also see:

    https://www.scoopwhoop.com/inothernews/nusrat-fateh-ali-khans-music-saved-jeff-buckleys-life/#.9fyvq5shk

    I'd never heard Jeff's cover of this before nor knew that he was interested in Sufism at all. Fascinating stuff!

    Quote: "JB: It's also very Sufic to do something unseen. To reveal a deeper meaning."

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  18. Today Neptune turned retrograde in Pisces and won't go direct again until November 22. This from one of today's 'scopes:

    Neptunian themes -- the creative imagination, psychic sensitivity, dreams and visions, idealism, universal love and wisdom, spiritual studies, mysticism, religious beliefs, ethereal types of art and design, bodies of water and liquids of all kinds, sea-life and shipping, global rates and fluctuations in currency and finances, confusion and chaos, fantasies and illusions, being hooked and addicted to alcohol, drugs and anything pernicious and nebulous.

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  19. Worth mentioning that the second to last track on the Tim Buckley album Starsailor, is titled 'The Healing Festival'.

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  20. this is too complex for a blog entry, but jthe short form is, u got demons who specialized in fucking with people using seductive beautiful feelings and exploiting effects of music, color etc. on people having fun torturing people.

    a strangely haunted sense or alluring sense is something to watch out for. in ancient times the categories of art, written paitnted performace like music or song or poetry were supposedly run by "muses" lesser deities of some port. in other words, semi possession.

    these things got nothing good in mind for anyone. think vampire plus ghoul selfish as hell but disguised as gracious.

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