Space is an Altar: Out Back, Counting Stars.

There's a provocative headline for you. I've been following Diana Walsh Pasulka since she appeared on Rune Soup a while back and am quite intrigued by her research. I can't say I'm as intrigued by this headline here and I'm not entirely sure it's a fair assessment of her book, partly because I haven't had the pleasure of reading it yet.

But an alien religion "taking root among the powerful" isn't exactly a news flash, is it?

Trailer Trash: Belial, Balaam, Baphomet, Betty and Veronica

OK, this looks...ungood. 

I'm holding out hope that the actual series will be double-plus-good, but this trailer is not filling my heart with warm waves of optimism and anticipation. The first series was so interesting because it always seemed like it was perched on the precipice of batshit insanity and could fall off at any moment. 

This just looks kind of dull and ordinary.

Don't Come Around Here Nommo

So I've been thinking a lot about this thing with Robert Temple and the "Sirius Mystery," so-called. 

The 1998 interview video that recently resurfaced in which Temple expresses his belief that the Nommo-- the alien race that allegedly inspired figures like Oannes and Atargatis-- were in hibernation around the Saturnian moon Phoebe kicked off one of those weird moments when thousands of tiny little puzzle-pieces all fall together in a very weird way.

In a Samhain Supernova in the Sky

So the reason I want to prove that many of these ancient stories are describing star maps is that I want my Sunners to really familiarize themselves with the language I'm trying to speak here.

Why?

So we can fold all of this into the unfolding Secret Sun exegesis, a great deal of which is ultimately about, if anything at all, seers and scryers. 

Astronomy Domine: Eye Can See Everything

So you know the hundreds and hundreds of "one-eye shots" that you always see taken of celebrities on conspiracy sites? You know how the usual explanation seems to be that these are Satanists doing the "Eye of Horus" routine? As it happens, that may not be that far off the bat.

Why do I say that?

Well, it turns out that some scholars deciphered some old Egyptian texts and discovered that the Eye of Horus turns out to be Algol, of all things...

Astronomy Domine: My God is Full of Stars

Well, I've been a busy little bee lately. I'll tell you, all sorts of interesting, um, revelations have bubbled to the surface.

So I wanted to clarify a few details in Revelation and then double back to Genesis because boy; things are really, really heating up 'round these parts.

So seeing it's Sunday and all, whad'ya say we all do us some churchin', eh?

Astronomy Domine: The Revelation Star Map

OK, we have a whole lot of information to sift through and the connections here might take a lot of time to soak in.  So let's get this thing going...

Sync or Swim Addenda: Hang on, Saint CRISPR

People come up to me all the time and ask me, "Chris, are there plans afoot to merge human DNA with the genome of some alien species from Nibiru or somewhere like that?"

I always have to tell them that I don't have a definitive answer. I just know that such an eventuality seems to be on somebody's mind out there, judging from the weird headlines popping up hither and yon.

Sync or Swim: Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey. It Was the DNA.

OK, lots going on as per usual, lots to get to. 

We've been speculating over all this CRISPR business and other genetic shenanigans and now there's this headline, that some NASA contractor allegedly conjured up "alien" DNA by creating four new nucleotides. 

Telling Tales Out of School: Jacob's Ladder

The Gods of Sync are a capricious lot, often dive-bombing into our lives with tantalizing morsels of interconnectivity, which answer one question at the same time they ask a thousand more. 

And so it is that just as a game-changing realization broke through the fog of my garbled thoughtstream, strange signals from the Synchrostrata dropped upon my head like tiny little drops of cosmic dew...

Ask Not for Whom the Siren Sings...

Very busy and stressful times here at Secret Sun Central lately. Looks like there's a momentary break in the torment, so let's take a look at some of the synchro-semiotic insanity washing over the world as of late...

Old Black Oil, Keep on Rolling

Things are very, very hectic here but I didn't want to keep the Sunsters without some fresh grist for their mills. Coincidentally with my OCD ruminations on The X-Files as MK allegory came this latest depressing symptom of the overall collapse of mass-culture, which folds into all this mayhem either explicitly or otherwise....

Secret Sunday Matinee: The BLUEBIRD of Happiness

Well, that's certainly something. 

"Carnival" comes from the name of a Roman Isis Festival and "Reggio" shares the same root as Regulus. And yes, there were Mermaid floats. 

Secret Sun Super Ba'al LIII Pregame Picture Parade

It's the Big Game and it's a busy day here. So here are some random, unconnected images that crossed my path recently for you to meditate upon...

"Mouse Kontrol Ultra," or Ascension of the New Metatron

Massive Attack onstage in Manchester

2019 seems to be recognized as a pivotal year of some kind by a number of different observers so I guess it's appropriate that Massive Attack is taking its Mezzanine 21st Anniversary extravaganza out on the road, along with MK-Ultra's own Adam Curtis furnishing the visuals.

I think it is safe to say that this will be another interesting year (in the Chinese-curse sense) if the augurs accompanying the tour's kickoff on Monday. Especially since a certain someone is along for this ride...

It's the New Zeus Revue, Coming Right at You.

Well, it's been another exciting and fast-paced week, don't you think? 

Having defective brains like mine tends to get one trapped down increasingly-treacherous syncholes with all the symbols and signifiers flying around out there, so I'm going to see if my erudite readers want to have a go at all the most-high weirdness flying around in the Ether... 

Great Restoration Watch: The Measure of a Ram

You know the drill-- so many rituals, so little time. A lot of topics we were discussing in the previous post popped up (give or take) in the Borgsong this past week, so indulge me as I drop a few fresh gold-dust-rush nuggets in your virtual sluice-pan...

Entrainment Tonight: Blood on the Moon

Sunday brings us the Super Bloody Castle Wolfenstein Moon (or whatever), so as you would expect lots of different folks are getting ready to ride those moon-waves. Sounds like there are a few more of these bloody moons on the way so hold on to your hemoglobin and surf those gnarly Apocalyptic curls...

...But Secret Sunification is Interested in You.

As always, there's way too much going on out there. I've fallen a bit behind on my semiotics and pseudo-science, but here's a small sampling of stories from the World Secret Sunification desk...

Project Blue Book, or Putting the Sex in Subtext

OK, first things first: on a textual level, the History Channel's (sic) Project Blue Book is a dumpster fire of epic proportions, historically-speaking. 

On a subtextual level, Project Blue Book is a fascinating if not ham-fisted exercise in subliminal storytelling, at least the pilot episode is. 

Needless to say, I'm hooked!

The Devil's Draught and the Witches' Brew

This is a post I really didn't want to write. I've been engaged in a hearty inner debate as to whether I actually should write it, as it hits kind of close to home and involves someone I've known for a very long time. But given the severity of what actually went down and how badly this person is being demonized on Facebook and other places, I felt like I needed to speak up.

Certainly not to defend or excuse what may have allegedly gone down, but to try to understand it, since it acts as kind of an illustration of all the things I've been trying to talk about in the past couple of years. And concurrently with this came another horror show connected to topics I've been covering recently as well.

Haunting of Hill House: A Deeper Dive

Welcome to Sunday's Secret Sun Typically Tardy Treatise (or SSSTTT). 

Longtime readers know often I'll dive into a film or TV series long after they're released. Often I do so because I'm waiting to select particular screenshots, oftentimes something simply flew under my radar and other times I wait until everyone else has seen something so I don't have to worry about spoilers.

So if you haven't seen Haunting of Hill House yet and you want to, bookmark this page and come back later. 

Haunting of Hill House, or (Don't) Want to Believe

There's this great line in Jeff Kripal's 2011 pop culture opus. Mutants & Mystics. It goes something like, "If the motto of The X-Files was: "I Want to Believe," the motto of John Keel was: "Don't."

As time goes on I appreciate the deep wisdom that John Keel dispensed more and more, and have come to see the man as a genuine prophet.