Tuesday, March 08, 2022

Another Shepherd Swims to the Siren


History repeats, most especially so during the Apocalypse. Just as we saw in the wake of Heaven Upside Down or Las Vegas, another talented but extremely troubled Shepherd has swum to the Siren. I strongly suspect there'll be more to follow before the year is out.



Again we have a Zoomer musician who showed tremendous potential, but bore all the gaping psychic wounds of someone who grew up on the Internet. Like so many others, 22 year-old diva Lil' Bo Weep documented her long slide online, drowning in the solipsism and self-loathing that spending all your time in the social-media pressure cooker submerges you in.
The Australian singer (née Winona Brooks) died Thursday after struggling with "depression, trauma, PTSD and drug addiction," according to a statement on Facebook from her father Matthew Schofield. A cause of death was not immediately available. "This weekend we lost the fight for my daughter's life against depression, trauma, PTSD and drug addiction that we have been fighting since we got her back from America through emergency repatriation [Department of Foreign Affairs] but broken," he wrote. "She fought hard against her demons as we all did side by side next to her and picking up the broken pieces over and over again but she could not fight any more and we lost her."

Demons, for sure: literal as well as metaphorical. 



One of her apparent last Instagram videos was filmed in New Jersey, where she'd apparently been living before her father had her flown home with an emergency extradition. And as you'd expect her social media and videos were full of the kind of dime-store occultism we've been drowning in for the past 15 years.

Maybe reducing human beings to consumer commodities wasn't a such a good idea after all. Nor was pasting all this incantational symbolism all over the place.


Postmodernity is tearing through our girls and young women like a thermonuclear bulldozer, and a very pretty and gifted girl who'd been raised in comfort and privilege ended up looking like a phantom shortly before she died, thanks to drugs, mental illness and bulimia. She'd miscarried the previous year and had been depressed over the damage down to her fertility by her lifestyle. And that's on top of all the shit that's depressing us all.


I was especially struck by how much Weep resembled the manga-eyed actress Madeleine Arthur (The X-Files, Color Out of Space) in so many photos. Which is all the more revealing, given that you could say that Weep was consumed by an alien virus, just like Arthur's character was in Color Out of Space. 

In this particular case the virus was a recombination of the cancerous toxicity of the extremely-online life, plus a denatured and meaningless existence in a dying consumerist culture, plus the hyper-availability of dangerous psychoactives, plus the quest for fame in a brutally competitive race for a tiny number of slots in a legitimately-satanic music industry.

   

A race which usually entails flashing the same occult symbols we've all seen ten trillion times before, black suns and checkerboards and all the rest of it. It's all so tiring, don't you think?

Given the 2017 echoes we're all seeing now I can't help but be struck by her covering a Linkin Park song, which syncs us to Chester Bennington (obviously), and by extension the Sibyl.



And we can't get past the Lil' Peep connections here, especially in light of the looming world war that Harvest 91 seemed to act as a summoning spell for. Lil Bo Weep covers a lot of the same musical territory as that other doomed Shepherd, and seems to appeal to the same audience. Which is why her archetypal consort turns up when you search her name.


When I look at these kids I can't help but see inmates. We've constructed a worldwide prison for our children, especially the sensitives, then sit around acting shocked when they look and behave like prisoners. 

Both Weep and Peep seemed to come from well-to-do families, which can often make the slide worse, since you have more money for drugs and tattoos. This also tends to make their swims to the Siren all the more inevitable, as I'm sure we've all seen all too often in our own circles.


Grimes seems to be the role model for a lot of these kids, in the same way the Sibyl was for her. And lest Boomers anyone still think this is all just a bunch of marginal nonsense, I'll remind you that Grimes was the consort and is a babymama for the richest man in the world. A man who stands to get even richer with this big push to get off fossil fuels. Which is a major flashpoint in the third world war we're in the early days of right now.

So maybe it's not all that marginal after all.


And the Shepherd Girl's death seems to have been archetypically linked to that of actress Lindsey Pearlman. Which I trust isn't even remotely surprising to longtime Sunsters.

 

And let's remember that aside from, y'know, the Sibyl heralding the whole World War Three thing, we also have these two portentous omens, both directly synched to Our Lady. 

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So, when I ask "when will you believe?" what exactly do I mean by that? It's a fair question. Do I mean when will you follow the Sibyl or listen to her music? No. I mean, I think you should, but that's not what I really want to know.

What I want you to tell me is when will you believe that the reality you thought you grew up in is long gone? I don't mean this theoretically or metaphorically. 

What I want you to tell me is when will you believe that there now are forces at work in the world that transcend human influence and understanding, but can be tracked - and anticipated - if you know where to look? 

Well, when you're ready the very first place I think you should look is exactly where kings, generals, priests and philosophers have looked at every great turning point throughout all of human history: to the sibyls whom those forces speak through. 

It will revolutionize the way you experience this world, guaranteed.




 
 

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