Two Minutes to Midnight (Give or Take)

 

update: Here's the show in its entirety

I will be on the Aeon Byte livestream tonight at 8 PM EST to discuss and explain The Endless American Midnight. There is most definitely a method to my madness with this volume, and I will lay all that out to Miguel and all you fine folks out there. 

You don't want to miss this one. You have my word as a writer.

One Mithras Morning in Nashville

A lot of people have been talking about the very weird bombing event outside the AT&T building in Nashville. All kinds of strangeness seems to be emanating from it, all of which is quite interesting but has nothing to do with what caught my attention.

See, setting off an explosion on Christmas morning just screams "ritual" to me, and the AT&T connection only makes those screams louder.

It's Not "Coming." It's Here.

Dan from The Cosmic Keys Podcast invited Miguel Conner and I for an epic roundtable on 2020 and what the New World Order might have in store for us. I argue that what we're seeing now is actually the end of an old cycle and not the beginning of a new one, and new powers and presences are already making themselves known. 

IMPORTANT NEWS FOR ALL ENDLESS AMERICAN MIDNIGHTERS!

First of all, thank you all so much for supporting this project. The response has been overwhelming. Just absolutely incredible, and totally unexpected. Can't begin to express my gratitude.

Now the news:

1:42 PM EST: Updated PDFs have gone out. Newer and betterer! Again, check your spam folder if you don't see them.

ALL THE EPUB ORDERS I'VE RECEIVED SO FAR HAVE GONE OUT

I have three different formats for The Endless American Midnight now: 

• standard ePub

• simplified ePub for Android readers 

• PDF formatted to be phone/pad friendly

NOTE: The table of contents in all three formats is hyperlinked, so you can click directly on the chapter you want to read. Be sure to bookmark it in your reader.

If you don't see your books in your inbox, CHECK YOUR SPAM FOLDER.

• Email services have gotten very tetchy with incoming messages with attachments.

• Add my email to your contacts! Email servers are less likely to spam incoming attachments.

If you didn't receive your books at all, please let me know.

• I got a few notices without emails and a couple I wasn't sure were for the book or the ePubs. 

• PayPal has also been very buggy in the past couple of days, probably because of all the shopping traffic. For instance I just now got a notice sent five hours ago.

PAPERBACKS ARE DUE HERE THIS WEEK!

• I'm supposed to get my first shipment and the other orders Wednesday! VERY happy about this- the books are coming in 10 days ahead of the initial estimates.

• I will be getting the first wave of mailings ready this weekend. I am very highly motivated to get your books out, on account I don't know where the eff I'm going to store them.

Thanks to you all again- much love.

 

72 Hours of Midnight (Updated)

Lots of action and adventure here at Secret Sun Central. First off, I'm due to get my shipments of the Endless American Midnight paperbacks this week, two weeks ahead of schedule. Allowing for the expected Christmas delays, we will be getting copies out to you wonderful people throughout the week.

And since things are a bit tight in the budget department for all of us these days, I've got The Endless American Midnight: Special Electronic Edition ready for readers who want to experience some Midnight Sun, but can't swing a print copy right now. And it's a very special Special Electronic Edition indeed.

The Never-Ending Ritual: The Sky's Gone Out

Buckle up, brothers and sisters. It's going to be a very, very busy week leading up to the Great Royal Planetary Summit a week from today. I've already got way too much material in the queue, so we'll have to take this one step at a time.

I'll Hiram Your Abiff, Buster!

 

Before we get into it, let me just thank everyone out there for the incredible level of interest in The Endless American Midnight. It's simply blowing my mind. I'm really going to have my work cut out for me getting those books out. But I have strong motivation getting them out to you as soon as I possibly can on account of I'll have nowhere to store all those boxes.

So let's back to our regular scheduled mind control programming.

The Endless Midnight is Coming

UPDATE 12/8: Thank you all very, very much for the absolutely incredible response!

I've ordered the copies of He Will Live Up in the Sky, along with a few extra, just in case. I'll let you know if there are any available once orders are filled.

I'm just waiting on approvals now to order the copies of The Endless American Midnight, which I hope to do this afternoon. So if anyone wants to squeeze a last minute order, go for it. 

Either way, I'll be ordering a few extras of these as well and will let you know if any are available once orders and comps go out.

UPDATE: Your copies of The Endless American Midnight have been ordered! Will post updates as I get them. Thank you all!!

We Can't Rewind, We've Gone Too Far

 It's been very hectic here at Secret Sun Central. Syncs have been popping up in Sibyl City like mushrooms after a monsoon and I finally got a project I've been wrestling with for ages wrapped up. I have a half-dozen other projects in various states of completion and my brain's bandwidth is being pushed to the limit by some psionic signal that's seemingly been solving semiotic ciphers I've been struggling with for what feels like centuries. It's the weirdest damn thing.

And then there's the whole Secret Sun II issue to contend with. Let's talk about that.

Let Me Be Frank about Millennium

Recluse and me went on a epic deep Millennium dive, which also acts as a comprehensive overview of early Internet conspiracy culture and parapolitical history in general. This is one you're not going to miss.  

Very much of "where we are and how we got here" kind of manifesto, using the series as a touchstone.

"We Are Perseus"

It's been a very busy week here at Secret Sun Central. Sybilline emanations have been extremely powerful this week, as one would expect from the living embodiment of Synchronicity. 

I'm getting material ready for Secret Sun v1.5 and wrapping up a mystery project, all at the same time I just happened to inadvertently stumble on the key to many ciphers and puzzles that people have been trying to solve for a very, very long time. 

It's kind of been blowing my mind, to tell the truth.

On the Road Again, Sure as You're Born

Comedian Eric Hollerbach and I hit the road again and mixed it up for an hour and change on a beautiful day. All kinds of symbolic and semiotic chatter and a bounty of piquant political commentary and scintillating social observation. Plus, loads of larfs.

Get a Piece of the Rock

When doing Synchromystic work, you sometimes stumble onto a highly-charged symbolic ritual no one was even looking for, including yourself. And now we're seeing further highly-publicized emanations of this new and very weird icon I've been tracking. What it ultimately means to the ritualists is still an open question. 

Well, besides the obvious.

Don't Lose Your Head Over the Election

 

I have a couple famous quotes you may remember.

“The world is governed by very different personages from what is imagined by those who are not behind the scenes.” - Benjamin Disraeli

"The Empire never ended." - Philip K Dick

Let's test them, shall we?

The Headless Rites

You know, people often ask me what the point of all this Secret Sun business is. I mean, don't we all realize that the mucky-mucks are always up to some kind of shenanigans? 

And the Winner is Choronzon, Lord of Chaos!

This is what Big Tech, Hollywood 

and Wall Street have spent
hundreds of billions on

Oh, 2020. You minx, you saucy maiden.

If I were a Rockefeller Republocrat (meaning a Globoligarchial impostor trading under the stolen name, 'Democrat') my worst nightmare would not be Trump getting re-elected.

"The Medusa Movement"

Ah, Cardi B. 

The foul-mouthed but ever-agreeable Miss Terry Babalon comes through for her paymasters yet again. Halloween not only saw a blue Hunter's Moon, it also saw the Demon Star at the apex of its brightness. And right on schedule, this high-priced paper-doll for the occult weirdo elite makes sure the Medusa meme gets maximum exposure before the credulous masses. And at the same time, syncs right alongside my latest goggle-eyed theorizing.

I think I'm in love.

Scorpio Rising, or Hunter is the Hunted

We all know everything we see and hear from the corporate media is a lie of some variety, but the question needs to be asked: is everything also a ritual? 

Or has the line of demarcation between ritual and reality become so blurred that it's now impossible to tell the difference anymore?

To the Shores of (Sam) Tripoli

I had a blast, a hoot and a holler on Sam Tripoli's Tin Foil Hat podcast, which you can check out at his site here. 

I was invited to go on to talk about the Siren but we ended up talking about pretty much everything but. I've been asked to come back for an election special next week, so keep your eyes out for that.

Here's that link again.

 

Laugh While You Still Can

The Oracle of Grangemouth by Kara Bohleman

Recently, an Onion knock-off called The Hard Times took aim at yours truly with a piece called, "We Figured Out What Cocteau Twins Were Saying but It’s Too Late, the Prophecy Is Already in Motion." The byline is apparently a fake name, but I'm guessing this guy heard me on Greg's show or another podcast on YouTube. 

Or maybe he was dunking on that other guy running around ranting about the Cocteau Apocalypse.

Temples of the Necropolis

Comedian and podcaster Eric Hollerbach was kind enough to take his Highway Diary up my way for a two-hour freeform throwdown on these very, very strange times we all find ourselves in. In order to set the mood, I took him to the Necropolis, which was in all its glory on a ten-best day of the year. 

Utopia, and All the Other Predictable Programs

Amazon has a new series out called Utopia. Of course, since this is 2020, there is nothing actually new anymore. And so it is that Utopia is a remake of a 2013 Channel Four series. The premise is that a bunch of geeks find a hidden prophecy to a devastating epidemic inside an old comic book and set out to foil the evil corporate conspirators working to make this prophecy come true.

LOL; you know it's a fantasy story when current-year geeks are doing anything but rolling up in total submission to globocrat power. Well, that, plus crying and shrieking hysterically. Plus, doxxing and harassing anyone who even looks sideways at absolute corporate hegemony.

Pledge Week for the Horny Beast

Because we're at the point where the Simulation has gotten tired of gaslighting us and is now just downright trolling us, an article so self-parodic it reads like it was written on a dare has popped up on the HuffPost. That's the dying, desiccated husk of the old Huffington Post, which committed Wokeicide a few years back and is now a haven for shrieking morons of all shapes and sizes.

The corporate media has futile pledge drives for The Satanic Temple at least once a year, so I guess this is the week for it.

"The Armageddon Option"

Oh, boy. OK. Right.

Now, I've been hanging way, way out on a limb, telling anyone who'll listen that we're not going to have an election this year and that something will happen-- hey, right about now-- that would trigger a national emergency. 

The Kewties Kult

I was going to write another installment on Raised by Wolves, but I fell asleep. 

I woke up, thought about it again, then instantly passed out again. 

Et Noctem, in Secundi Ante Bellum Civile Americanum

Guess what time it is? It's sundown. 

No, don't look at your watch.

I mean it's sundown for the Great American Experiment. 

Mother May Eye? Raised by Wolves

When I first heard of HBOs new series Raised by Wolves, I yawned. It looked like yet another blast of anti-human brainwash (or "the Agenda") in the guise of "science fiction." It also looked incredibly dated and rather desperate, as it posits a universe in which human-like androids and interstellar space travel are actually possible. 

Sad, isn't it?

Just a Few Random, Totally-Unconnected Images for a Lazy Summer Eve

Just some random jpegs, for giggles and grins. 

Wet Asp, or the Power to Procreate With (Sons of) Gods

 

I mentioned the film Immortal (AKA Immortel Ad Vitam) a couple posts back and it stirred some conversation in the comments lounge. I wanted to revisit it for a couple reasons, one of which has to do with some hot-button issues bouncing around the current news cycle. 

The other has to do with us getting a real-time master class in the application of Knowles' First Law.

Who Said It: Joe Biden or Aleister Crowley?

I have to say, some of Joe Biden's speech last night seemed awfully familiar. 

Like, what's this whole "Light" thing about?

Bring Me a Higher Love (A Higherside Love, Specifically).

Fake Convention, Fake Election

The Democrats held the first night of the first "virtual convention" and it was even worse than the most jaded cynic dared dream. It looked cheap, shoddy, cultish and archaic, like someone found an old VHS of a bunch of old promotional videos produced by some weird Amway kind of pyramid-scheme sect. With a healthy dose of Scientology auditor tutorials, circa 1993, thrown in.

The Revelations Will Not Be Electrified

How did the Apocalypse begin? 

Slowly at first, then all at once.

Psychic, Powerless

Go listen to The Unseen now

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.

Are You Enjoying Your Specially-Curated Reality Collapse?

Secret Sun. Aeon Byte. Two Hours of Show and Tell. Smash that play button.

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.

Not Feeling Very Gleeful

Times being what they are, It's very hard not to look at the assumed drowning death of former Glee star Naya Rivera in the context of the secret wars currently raging at the highest levels of the power elite. 

Insane in the Ghislaine: The Janus Twins

Say, did you hear about the rich guy who was obsessed with sex and weird science? 

The guy who turned his posh digs into a orgiastic fuckpad where minors were reportedly sexually abused? The guy who was plugged into networks of prominent scientists and luminaries from entertainment and the world of letters? 

A Demon-Haunted World After All, Part 2

Twenty-five years after the release of Carl Sagan's landmark skeptic manifesto The Demon-Haunted World, it seems that this world is indeed more and more haunted by demons. But what are demons? Are they grotesque chimeras that Medieval artists borrowed from Ancient Babylon or are they something more subtle, elusive and real?

And was Sagan in fact the unwitting conduit for the worldwide demonic infestation?

Jimmy Fallon's Finger

Spiral Gyre

I had a long chat with the host of The Melt Podcast and had quite the blast going into all kinds of fascinatingly weird topics. This was recorded a few weeks back so we don't go into the riots and such, but we cover pretty much everything else. 

(Hollywood) Babylon is Burning (with Anxiety)

I keep telling anyone who'll listen that this Epstein business is a lot bigger than it appears, and that it was a turning point in the Secret War in Heaven. I don't think we're anywhere near the end of the aftershocks kicked up by the Epstein snuff, and I can't say with complete confidence that all of the insanity we've seen in the past six months isn't part of that process as well.

And then there's this Steve Bing business, that absolutely no one seems to believe the official story of.

How Many?

Seattle. It Had to Be Seattle

Three years ago, I began posting obsessively about a bunch of seemingly-unconnected weirdness that most people thought was utterly absurd and irrelevant but I felt was somehow incredibly significant. And the city of Seattle was a central piece of the puzzle, for reasons I couldn't yet figure out.

But I think the picture is becoming a little clearer now.

Autonomous Zones & Great Sirens.

Seattle, more than many other American cities, built its astonishing wealth on a witches' brew of military and intelligence contracting pork and sweatshop and prison labor. 

The Rites of Spring

A while back, Gordon White and I were talking about the new mass ritual phenomenon and the implications of it all. I asked him how long before we see actual human sacrifice on television. He said we were about 10 years out, and I agreed.

But now I'm starting to wonder if that timetable hasn't been moved up.

More Apocalypse Relief for You!

Alex invited me back onto Skeptiko to discuss He Will Live Up in the Sky and tributaries thereto. I am showing off my lockdown-hoax COVID beard. If you have a few clams burning a hole in your pocket, send me a nice trimmer.

I hate that photo. Remind me to send Alex a new one.

We Interrupt Your Regularly-Scheduled Apocalypse

Need a break from the ongoing collapse of the American urban experiment? Check out this lively and freewheeling conversation on The Cosmic Keys Podcast with your favorite lunatic blogger.

War Across the Nation

Well, by now everyone probably knows what's going on out there. Since it's the weekend and you'll probably be busy keeping an eye on the news, let's just go through a few things and you can get back to it.

Somebody Got Murdered.

I realize it's it was a holiday weekend and everyone is busy with other things, but a random search threw me down yet another rabbit hole and I felt the need to share it. 

So let's revisit a few familiar topics because some fresh connective tissue seems to have grown after we last spoke. Plus, more insane, impossible updates.

Would You Kids Please Stop Asking When It Ends? It Never Ends.

Jesus Christ Pose

Pathological obsessiveness and a surplus of downtime are a dangerous combination for people like me. 

Case in point: I was looking over yesterday's post and a (black) whole (sun) host of new synchronnections fired up my damaged neurons, revealing all manner of subtexts that I should have included in the piece. 

Well, there's no time like the present, right? Get ready for another deep dive, folks...

Now Don't Go Saying I Didn't Tell You. Because I Did.

Today marks the third anniversary of the start of the Apocalypse. 

Or at least it does for me. 

Deep Diving: Beyond the Black Rainbow & Mandy

Regular Sun readers already know I am a huge fan of Panos Cosmatos' two feature films, Beyond the Black Rainbow and Mandy. 

I'd go so far to say they're among my top five movies of the past two decades, if not the top three. If there were even just a few more like these I wouldn't be so pessimistic about cinema.

Gaslight a Go-Go: Murder Hornet Edition

Well, just as Coronapanik in the Year Zero begins to recede, we're hit with a new plague: MURDER HORNETS. Or as I like to call them, "hornets," seeing that murder and hornet are redundant.

Full Moon Fever

Very busy, will have some fresh rants and ramblings up soon. In the meantime, you know what time it is....

Space is an Altar: Swan Swan H

Well, well, well. Here are again. I'm sure you were all expecting as much, it's just a question of when and where the dice would fall.

Congratulations for surviving the latest near-earth asteroid impact by the way. Of course, the night is still young.

This is What the Secret Sun Trained You For

After the 2016 Elections, Henry "Roids" Rollins was widely quoted as telling all his fan that, "This is what Joe Strummer trained you for." 

Armageddon Tired of This ApocaLARPse

I believe this is true. From what I hear Marina is definitely not a Satanist, she just plays one on television. 

Closed-circuit television. At adreno-harvesting parties, on remote Caribbean islands.

I kid, I kid!

It's Like the Apocalypse. Only Stupid.

So, how prophetic did this turn to be? 

SUCKIEST. ANTICHRIST. EVER.

Oh, for Heaven or Las Vegas' sake. Two-thousand years of speculation and terror and mass cult suicides and bad gothic fiction and this friggin' nebbish is the Great Beast 666? 

I want a refund.

ApocaLARPse 20/20: Studies in Scarlet

2017: "I am the craziest, most unhinged year ever.  Nothing will ever top me when it comes to sheer, balls-out semiotic insanity."

2020: "Hold my adrenochrome..."

ApocaLARPse 2020: Tanked

There's way, way too much flying around out there in the Memetospshere to fold into one post, so I'll be breaking these items up and posting them daily, so buckle up. 

My God is Full of Stars: Karma Coma Comet Chameleon

The action shows no signs of letting up out there. Or letting up up there, for that matter. 

Next up on the docket are some wonders and portents in the Heavens, the kind our ancestors weren't overly fond of. So gird your loins for our next journey to the stars...

My God is Full of Stars: Girlfriend in a Coma

So, having definitively decoded the Locusts of Revelation 9 and their synchro-mystification with current events, I wanted to return to the issue of the Scarlet Woman. The reason being is that this Mysterious Babylonian woman also synchromystifies up in a big way with major stories in the news.

Mark your calendars, kids: this may be the day a two-thousand year-old cipher is finally solved.

My God is Full of Stars: A Crown of Locusts

Well, here we are again. Last year I posted a series of articles interpreting the Book of Revelation as a stellar narrative, with all of the phantasmagorical creatures scholars have puzzled over for two thousand years as being clear and stunningly simple descriptions of conjunctions of various constellations.

I also posited that the stellar maps weren't just a primer on astronomy but prophesied particular events according to these conjunctions. Now I think we have confirmation for that.

Reading the Tea Leaves (UPDATED)

Yeah, I've been watching the same stories pop up I know a lot of you have been. I will say I'm starting to feel just a little bit of extra adrenaline pumping. Hopefully, it will pass.

The Lighter Side of Apocalypse

Well, it's finally begun.

My head's kind of spinning at the moment and I really have no idea "what's really going on" with this thing. I could theorize all night and day but I'd just be whistling in the dark.

As you all know, I'm a big fan of "staying in your lane," so let's just do whatever the hell it is we do around here.

Sunday Matinee: Classic Sixties Folk Horror

Stuck inside and looking for something to take your mind off all the black helicopters and armored vehicles ambling past your crib? 

How about some classic folk horror from the Sixties that combines the classic ambiance of quasi-Hammer English and quasi-Lovecraftian New English horror?