Thursday, July 29, 2021

Be Careful What You Woke For

If you get anything at all from this little blog of mine, I would hope it would be three simple laws. Because you're going to need to keep your sanity in the coming days.
Knowles' First Law is, "Whenever a controversy over symbolism erupts in the media, it's usually disguising a completely different symbolic message altogether."

Knowles' Second Law is, "The old state cults will be re-established under the cover of Woke." 

Knowles' Second Law, Paragraph A is, "The old statues currently being torn down will eventually be replaced by the icons and idols of the new/old state cult." 

Sunday, July 25, 2021

Crypto-Mithraism Gets Less Cryptic at Tokyo Olympics

Where have all the people gone?

Olympic Ceremonies have always been a reliable barometer when it comes to the current ruling-class mindset, particularly their religious mindset. 

It's common knowledge that the Olympics began as a specifically religious festival (honoring Zeus, specifically) and were revived during the heyday of European Freemasonry and the Victorian fetish for the old gods. I've been looking at the games since the earliest days of this blog and I have to confess: the rituals on display this year are not exactly filling my heart with boundless optimism.

Wednesday, July 21, 2021

The Week in Solar-Phallic Ritualism Space News

I'm sure you've heard the latest in not-even-remotely-space news, so why don't we just do a little quick free-styling, a little free association, and see what comes up.

No pun intended.

Monday, July 19, 2021

Wednesday, July 07, 2021

Meet Me at The Obelisk

UPDATE: IT'S A' LIVE. Listen with rapt attention here. Click the little arrow and make it come up.

Tuesday, July 06, 2021

Set the Controls for the Heart of 1983


I was originally planning to do a single playlist for 1983. I ended up creating six. As it happens, 1983 was even more pivotal a year than I'd expected. There was so much going on in so many different genres that I realized how much 1983 had spoiled me for every year that followed it. 

Saturday, July 03, 2021

1983: The Year That Broke Reality

That helmet looks vaguely Kirbyesque

1983 hovers like a wraith over all of my work and I've never been quite sure why. All I know is that I sensed something definitively change in the spring and summer of that year, even if those changes have only become apparent in the past few years. 

But all I can say for sure is that something somehow seemed to have entered our world from somewhere else.