update: Here's the show in its entirety
update: Here's the show in its entirety
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.
Well, that about seals it: the great postwar explosion of lowbrow and pop culture is finally dead. The cause of death was blood-loss from thousands of cuts, in what seems to be slow-motion suicide. And the last iconic master of the form has now passed from this plane to put the final punctuation on the story.
Richard "Gore" Corben, who ascended to Valhalla at the age of 80 this week, is what you got when you combined the chops and unbridled tumescence of Frank Frazetta, the in-born strangeness and manic work ethic of Jack Kirby, and the numinous, nightmarish, intimate insanity of HP Lovecraft.
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.
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!!
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.
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.
If you've never watched the TV series Millennium, now might be a good time to start. Unlike a lot of the other shows of the time, it not only hasn't aged, it's starting to look very, very relevant today.
I'd especially recommend the third and final season of the series, in which the writers took some very, very deep dives into the darkest corners of the conspiracy samizdat underground.
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.
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?
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.
It never fails. As soon as you stumble on to some weird mystery no one else was looking for you get hit with syncs that send you even further down the rabbit hole.
So I hopped in the car immediately after decoding the Eye-in-Triangle meme/gesture as a signal towards Algol and Triangulum. I had some stuff I had to get in the mail. I turn the ignition on and the air is filled with the queasy strains of U2's tuneless Madchester knockoff, "The Fly." I can't even remember the last time I heard that stinker on the radio.
What could be the connection you might ask? Well, read on...
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.
Well, it's that time again, folks: time to mourn the passing of another giant. And also to mourn the abominably pitiful state our culture is in, particularly pop culture.
Eddie Van Halen, arguably the most influential guitarist in Rock n' Roll history, passed away at the age of 65 after a long battle with cancer. It's a milestone worth noting, even if the strong, confident, high-T America that Van Halen once epitomized has been dead for quite some time.