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"

Apocalypse 2Night: Third Temple Pilots

Is that supposed to look like an apron?

I don't know, do we owe folks like Hal Lindsey and Harold Camping an apology?

Meet Your New Gods II: Alien Sex Fiends

"Well,  I won't say another word. You can just see for yourself."

Entrainment Tonight: Mother of Pearls

Why aren't you wearing your Pearls, citizen? We noticed you didn't wear your Orange yesterday, either. I need to swipe your social credits card, please. 

OK, I think we might have a bit of a problem here. Sit tight, I need to call my supervisor.

It's the End of the World As We Know It (and Larry Fine)

Hey, giant extraterrestrial demons on the roof of the most prestigious museum in the western hemisphere? Sure, why not? Go for it. I mean it is 2018, right? 

Take a good long look, my friends. You're looking at the future. 

Don't worry, they come in peace. Don't he look peaceful? A regular pussycat.

Trump, Templars and Meteor Magic.

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If we analyse the principles of thought on which magic is based, they will probably be found to resolve themselves into two: first, that like produces like, or that an effect resembles its cause; and, second, that things which have once been in contact with each other continue to act on each other at a distance after the physical contact has been severed. "

Apocalypse This Week: Shock Treatment

OK, so much entrainment, so little time. I'm a bit harried at the moment -- and there is so much going on all around us and so much being dumped on our heads -- that it's all rather overwhelming. 

So let's dive in and I'll let all you very smart folks pick up the slack in the comments.

"The Women for Whom the Watchers Fell Shall Become Sirens..."

She's Watching you...

"It never ends" isn't some nifty little tagline I cooked up for dramatic effect. It's a blunt, objective statement of fact.

Case in point: an anonymous reader chimed in on the previous thread and dropped such a depth-charge on my humble little exegesis that I'm still feeling a bit woozy. 

All of a sudden all kinds of dots previously floating around in the Ether have connected, logged into the quantum mainframe, and kicked this whole saga into a much higher gear...

Orange is the New Black Magic

Just wanted to drop in with a couple quick updates on recent events and topics we've been looking at here. There is so much going on and things are moving so quickly that I don't really have the luxury of time with this material. By the time you cover one story, another takes its place.

That's Entertrainment: Fish Stories

Well, for the past several months I've been droning on about Mermaids and the Apocalypse and CRISPR and transgenics and chimeras, and everyone's gotten a good chuckle out of it. "Oh, that Secret Sun nutcase, howling at the Moon like a right old lunatic. Always good for a few lulz." 

Well, I don't want to spoil anyone's fun but right on schedule we have a new film on Netflix called The Titan, which is about guess-what?

Mermaids and CRISPR and transgenics and chimeras. Plus, the Apocalypse.

Yellowstone Apocalypse, or What Worries Me Most

There is so much going on out there, so much mischief and madness being thrown at us, so many toys coming out of those DUMB labs and archonic think-tanks that I can hardly keep up with it all. Then there's nightmare in Austin that seems to have risen like Cthulhu from the deep, dragging a gaggle of potent symbols in its wake like tin cans behind a newlyweds' Studebaker.

Nephilim, Seraphim, Let's Call the Whole Thing Off

The Pearl entrainment campaign train keeps-a-rollin', and hot on the heels of the Gucci's Pearl-heavy 2018 advertising blitz -- which seems to have been the official kickoff for this particular liturgy of the Never-Ending Ritual -- the floodgates have well and truly opened, the levee's gone and broke, the dam has finally burst. 

Apocalypse 2Night: What Could Go Wrong?

A Silicon Valley startup that literally wants to kill you so it can preserve your brain for future digitizing and uploading? 

What could go wrong? Sign me up already.

Apocalypse 4Ever: Snowblind

I'm back. Did you miss me? Oh, you did? That's so sweet, thank you.

Apocalypse 2Night: X-Files or Exophiles?

Resurrect a species, you say. Like what, for example? Oh, like maybe something a bit lanky, perhaps? 

This is the World in Which You Live Now.

Huh. I guess those of us who had our misgivings about the narrative being spun out of Parkland were proven right. Yet again. 

Yet again. I guess we'll have to make do with the sense of accomplishment, however. 

Everyone Predicted It: So Much for PreCrime

The day before the Florida shootings I mentioned the 2002 sci-fi landmark, Minority Report.  But looking over this latest horror show in Parkland, it hit me like a bolt out of the blue just how antithetical to Minority Report's premise this mess is.

After all, you didn't need a pre-cog to tell you this kid was a walking time-bomb of some sort or other.

Subterranean Cosmo-Demonic AI Blues

Your brain hallucinates your conscious reality. 

Vegas Rising, or Babylon on the Colorado

Wow, the hits just keep on coming. For reasons I'm not entirely comfortable acknowledging, we're seeing more and more focus placed on Sin City these days. We're going to be seeing a lot more besides, so gird your loins.

Go-Go, Vegas, Go!

The floodgates are now open. All of the huge marketing and PR consulting firms have cashed their seven and eight-figure paychecks and the marching orders have all been handed out to the media.