Friday, March 30, 2018

Apocalypse Week in Review: The New Gold Dust Age

That looks comfortable.

Some of you might roll your eyes when I remind everyone else that Apocalypse means "unveiling."

But that's exactly what we are seeing now: all the goodies they've been toiling away on in Lucifer's toyshop since 1947 are getting their great unveilings. 

Ready or not, the curtain's being lifted and your new reality is being rolled out. Pucker up.





Interesting guest at Lex Luthor's little backyard cookout, no? Best believe that's a statement of intent


I do wonder how much the people who arranged that little photo-op got paid that weekend? Probably more than most American's make in a year.



And if you don't think the world you thought you knew has gone totally ass-over-tea kettle, try to remember a time when this kind of insane fearporn was seen as a relic of a barbaric and unenlightened past. 

Welcome to the Bizarro Apocalypse, Sunners.



The world's gone robot-crazy and the sky's the limit for psychotic ideation anymore. And as usual, the ocean-water symbolism is everywhere you look.



Oh, I'm sure it will help you out. Help you out with that body cavity search, for starters. 

And of course, there's the Siren signifier, right on schedule. 



Which we also see with this latest assault on the foundations of ordered reality, Unreal Engine's Siren. 

"Jessica Conditt" is the presenter there? Why, that's the second time in the past week or so we've heard that somewhat unusual surname. The other being Mark Anthony Conditt, the deceased Austin bombing spree suspect.  


The spree, that through some random clutch of rogue code in our new sim, seemed to align perfectly with the constellation of Lyra, home to the Vegas.

The Siren, Vega? What about the Pearl, to complete the old hat trick?



Well, through sheer, random happenstance the name "Lyra" has inserted itself into the Pearly Stoneman Douglas drama club's (no, seriously; read all about it here on that frothing alt.right fake-news site, the...uh...New Yorker) ongoing national psychodrama, via a Twitter campaign.


Maybe this whole "Evil Eye" thing is a little more than a coincidence.



Especially since someone seems to have had a little chat with the team of scientists that released a paper claiming CRISPR was extremely dangerous because it inserts untold numbers of errors into every copy.



I guess some nice fellows visited the team and politely informed them of the errors in their calculations. I believe they were experts brought in from the School of the Americas, led by a Dr. Carl Busch.



Because CRISPR is all about snipping away the faulty (read:human) genes and replacing then with the desirable (read: Watcher) ones.

It's also about Orange.



So get your lousy human laws off my Nephilim body already, Cletus. There's a world out there that needs destroyin', and I don't have time for your stupid ethics.



Here's a story for you, alright; but wouldn't you know it? A dang typo

The headline should read "generating first-ever transgenic ticks to help create tick-borne diseases."

"First-ever transgenic ticks." LOL. What kidders. 



And I guess some of the transgenic Microbes are Ready, huh? 

Good thing there aren't a bunch of apps out there facilitating all kinds of casual-stranger liaisons and spreading sexually-transmitted dis....

Never mind.



You'd almost think a major media outlet were going around printing insane hyper-Malthusian screeds about emptying the Earth of its humans or something bugfuck screwy like that.



And being conspicuously Orange about it.



But hopefully we'll all be happy little Orange Mer-mollusks before anything really scary gets unleashed into the ecosystem. This story here-- about CRISPRing up some human-shrip chimeras-- seems to have legs. 

At least five pairs of them, to be exact. Plus a tail and antennae.



In the meantime we can all feast on Monsanto's CRISPRY strawberries. Why are they highlighting strawberries, though? Why not apples or oranges, which are more popular fruit choices?



Because they know. They just effin' know.

And they want you to know that they you know that they know that you know, too. Or something.



Big, big changes in the Islamic world as of late. Saudi Arabia has their own handsome and charismatic ObamaTrudeau society-smasher now, and believe me when I tell you that  fundamentalist and conservative Muslims aren't going to know what the hell hit them. 

Those cats thought the 1960s and 70s were disruptive? Believe me, they'll be looking like the Great Awakening by comparison, sooner than later.

And right on schedule comes the Vega Muslim Initiative, because, y'now, Splashdown and the Persian Gulf and Babylon and all of the rest of it. Very, very important to the New Golden Age. 

Or should I say to the Gold Dust Rush?   

I'm really getting the feeling a timetable somewhere has been moved up; way up. How's about you?



And traditional Hindus might want to work up some contingency plans now that Peta is parading Vega Furrys all over the place for photo-ops. Just a little sneak preview of the CRISPR-critters we'll all be having to contend with in the days to come.



Still wondering why major mainstream news outlets have gotten so horny about UFOs all of a sudden? Well, in case you forgot, aliens definitely exist and the people must be prepared, apparently.

That timetable, again. 



And I'm guessing Angels definitely exist, too. I mean if a site like LiveScience is entraining us to accept that "angels surround us all the time," then I'm guess there might be something to it. 

Not sure what, but something.



I mean, it might also be why there's a Lamassu perched on a plinth in London, made of 10,000 cans of date syrup, because Honey is Harbor, there's Locusts in There, she's got the old Fool's Gold. 

Plus, Phoenixes.

Love the intersectionalist guilt-trip shielding here: Hey Londoners, you know that horrific, meaningless war you overwhelmingly opposed and marched in your millions to try to stop? 

Well, it's all your fucking fault. 

So shut your pieholes about this transgenic-Chaldean-chimera-Watcher we're invoking in the middle of your city and get back to your iPhones. 

It's a nice city, after all. It'd be a real shame if something terrible happened to it.



Looks like they're rolling out some of the new upgrades lately, too. Lots more where that came from, believe it. 

More Orange, too.



Ask her why she's wearing Orange? Well, I know how she'll probably respond but I'm pretty sure that's not the actual real answer.


Same goes for Da Bears, who will be proudly flying the Orange this year. 

But with that kind of empowerment I'm sure the world will give great authority to the Bears. I mean, who is like the Bears? Who can make war with them? Look for the Bears to speak great things and blasphemies in their march to the Big Game next season.

I'm betting that the Bears will be granted to make war with the Saints, and overcome them. 14 point spread.

Weird, nutty stuff out there. Which is why I recommend your recite five Itchy Glowbo Blows and five High Monkey Monks and make spangles to Our Lady, Queen Dowager of Sibyls. 

She shall truly make your Grail Overflowth. So smile.

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