79 Varieties of Apocalypse

 

We looked quite a bit at 1983 last year, and this year I want to return in force to 1979, which was a mind-numbing 45 years ago now. 

The Apocalypse Makes for Strange Bedfellows

When it rains it pours: my old pal Derek Gilbert of SkywatchTV invited me on to his podcast to talk about the Lovecraft-Alice Bailey nexus, and we ended up touching on a whole host of other topics such as the Sorcerarchy, demonology and the existential evil of the Bush Crime Syndicate and their neocon toadies.

"Like the Most High": Cracking the Vega-Cygnus Code

You may be one of those people who thinks they live in an ordered and rational universe, and not a roiling hothouse of magic, mysticism, and sorcery. 

You may think you live in a world where people in high places are preoccupied with petty trifles like money and power, and not with kicking the struts out from underneath the entire edifice of Creation and rebuilding the rubble into their own image.

I'll see what I can do to help you with that. I'm not here to judge.

Something Smells Fishy with the Royal $cam

I'm getting the feeling that the pools and beaches will all be opened this summer. Why? Because the whole Mermaid thing is heating up in the news again. And of course the Pearly Princess and the Bastard Ginger are game to help push the meme.

Gimme That Old-Time Religion. OK, Maybe Not THAT Old.

You know the old saying: "The Secret Sun is always right; especially when it's wrong."

What I mean by that is OCD. Never discount the power of OCD.

Pseudo-Science Friday: Some Say in Ice

Bundle up, folks in the lower 48: looks like Old Man Winter is a climate denier and is sending a massive blast of arctic air our way. Probably a conspiracy to make our new climate czar look stupid. Well, more stupid.

Hey Big Tech: deplatform Mr. Icicle already! He's too much!

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.

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.

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.

I Got Them Ol' Cosmic Cold War Blues Again, Mama.

I'm trying to get some leftover business squared away for good today, so indulge me while I drop some slightly-stale news with some fresh synchliness on your heads. Then open the floor so all you fine folks can share the latest information, gossip and mind-blowing revelations with one another in the comments.

Enjoy Your Specially-Curated Apocalypse Experience

The Sibyl Prophesies at the Temple of Mithras

Well, the day finally came and I made my way into see the Sibyl prophesy to the masses at the lusciously-appointed solar temple on the grounds of the world's largest open-air Mithraic temple in the New Rome. 

Apocalypse is Just a Word for Things We Do Together.

 

No, I didn't write that headline. It's on a video about the recent oil field attacks in Saudi Arabia. But I may as well have, way things have been going.

Hey, it's the Apocalypse, right? Maybe we all wrote it together.

Send in the (Killer) Clowns. Don't Bother. They're Here.

I guess there's a theme emerging this autumn, what with the Joker movie and It: Chapter Two hitting the multiplexes. Killer clowns do indeed seem to be the dominant archetype of the season, all too appropriate for a world descending into mass psychosis and epidemic levels of stupid.

"Mouse Kontrol Ultra": Adam Curtis, Massive Attack & the Sibyl

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.

Scientific Meth-OD: Saints & Shimmers

Well, I told you Annihilation was nonfiction. 

Did you listen? No, of course not. No one listens to me.

The Dreadful Orange Skies

Orange skies in the morning, 

Mithras Nymphus take warning

Well, this is fascinating: after almost a year of Orange shirts and Orange skyscrapers here, there and everywhere, one can't help but wonder if someone or something somewhere has decided to return our calls. 

Or do I have it all backwards?

Serpents, Sirens, Solstices, and Supernovas

Well, Happy Belated Summer Solstice to all you Northern Hemishere Secret Sunners out there. Hope you enjoyed it, if that's your particular bag. If not, well hey; buy yourself something nice today.

Nephilim and I Can't Get Up

Go eff yourself, Science

As usual it's been a week filled with syncs, signs and signals.  

Cthulhu's Stepchildren: Horrors from the Deep

Those Old Ones were gone now, inside the earth and under the sea; but their dead bodies had told their secrets in dreams to the first men, who formed a cult which had never died. -- HP Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"