The Never-Ending Rituals: The 4th A.D.

May 5: After an apparent failure on Imbolc, SpaceX successfully launches "Starship" (sic) on Beltane.

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. 

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. 

My God is Full of Stars: Less than Nero

Nero, Sphinx, Rome, Light, 2000. 

Is this an actual headline or the winning answers to this month's round of Secret Sun Scrabble? Or perhaps just further evidence that there's no one at the helm of the Reality Schooner? 

Spacely Syncs: The All-Important 4/4

Our pal Khadir pointed me to this article, which talked about the Event Horizon project, in this instance about the MIT observatory in Westford, MA.

I'm sure you're probably all black-hole'd out, especially after the manufactured fake- controversy about that random woman on the team whose name just HAPPENED TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY BY ACCIDENT to sync up with Sagittarius, where the other Superunknown black hole sun was imaged.

Don't go invoking Knowles' First Law* now. I don't want you getting unpersoned.

Entrainment Tonight: Blood on the Moon

Sunday brings us the Super Bloody Castle Wolfenstein Moon (or whatever), so as you would expect lots of different folks are getting ready to ride those moon-waves.

Sync or Swim Tsunami: 2012 --> Apocalypse Then?

Sometimes when you pull on a thread, the whole sweater unravels.

I hear some people saying now that the world really did end in 2012 and we are all now living in a malfunctioning simulacrum. 

Internet crazy-talk, am I right?

Well, some new information presented itself--harking back to 2012-- that I have to share with you. I'm not going to say it bolsters this new theory but then again I'm not going to not say it doesn't, either.

Space/Gods: Bennu and the Jets

Lots of activity up in space this week, allegedly. And right on time we have some NASA guy talking about aliens and UFOs, which in turn will be followed by the usual walkbacks and denials. 

Satan is in Season: From Celine to Sabrina

You've probably seen some articles on this bizarre advertisement for Celine Dion's (literally: "Moon Goddess") new gender-neutral clothing line. It's every bit as weird and unsettling as you heard it was, but guess what? 

It's 2018 and this is where we are now.

PseudoScience Friday: We'll Leave the Lights On For You

Well, there you have it. I'm not sure exactly what to think about this here: is this just more clickbait from the pop-science-site crowd, just one of an endless series of junk stories that come and go without ever amounting to anything? 

Knock, Knock. Who's There? It. It Who? It Never Ends.

Well, 'Oumuamua continues to vex star-watchers. The Vegas' mothership anomalous space-projectile seems to behave in very strange ways, leading scientists at Harvard University to conclude that it may in fact be a dislodged solar sail from an extraterrestrial galactic probe.

Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, It Never Ends.

Well, it's been nearly a year and a half since Soundgarden frontman Chris Cornell died on the Detroit River, and there's been a never-ending rollercoaster ride of highly nutritious synchery ever since. 

"Repurposed as a Mechanism for Public Ritual."

Well, here we are yet again. Apparently the Siren Songs in Hobart and Perth were just warmups, because now the same folks behind those explicit and self-acknowledged public rituals have brought their act to England. Ipswich, Suffolk, England to be precise. 

PseudoScience This Week: Some Say in Ice

The war against cars roars on. And who's behind all this? Why.. rrhtyhhu-e842-598-q3984657)(%#$)()*%&$#_*%&_#%#%&#_*%&##@#RKEJHRE:JFV....................................

Sorry, I just died from shock and surprise and had to be resuscitated by paramedics. It took them a while to get here.

Apocalypse 2night: Compute-Compute-Computer Games

OK, you've probably seen this video by now. I'm going to go out on a limb and say this looks fake as f**k to me. It just looks like mediocre CGI. I'm not seeing any compelling evidence that this thing exists as a complex machine in three-dimensional space with this alleged robot, and certainly not as it comes onscreen.

It's not even that it looks like someone in a suit, it just looks like the most talented kid in your local high school computer animation lab showing off to that girl he's sweet on.

Kneeling Before Very Strange Gods

New Yorkers praying to Coatlicue. In New York.

Today's the 101st anniversary of Jack Kirby's birth. Yes, yes; I realize I missed his centennial but there might have been a few other things going on at the time, no? 

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.

Keep Me from the Gallows Pole

Judging by the avalanche of articles in the past few days you'd think that the Supreme Overlord of the United Galactic Confederation died, not just a prickly but charismatic and well-regarded celebrity chef and TV host.  

Born to Kill

All right, this bullshit again. 

I was planning to do a post about the anniversary of Chris Cornell's death but here we are. I don't have a lot to say about this that isn't being said already, mind you.

Blowing Up the Outside World

Consider this.

Sheesh,  so much is going on I'm really falling behind. And tomorrow is the anniversary of Chris Cornell's death.