Another Cult Hero Goes Down

Well, it's that time again. Time for another episode of "All My Heroes are Dead," this time starring Kevin "Geordie" Walker, the Non-Euclidean guitar god of post-punk metal-mutants, Killing Joke.

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.

A Brief History of End-Times Entertrainment

Seeing Massive Attack in person left an impression all the YouTube clips cannot. It's almost like the difference of having something described to you versus experiencing it for yourself. But it also left me with a very unsettled feeling, seeing how explicitly confrontational and --yes-- apocalyptic it all actually was.

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.

There's also this Wrinkles the Clown picture, which I don't know much about past the trailer. 

Thought It Was the End

Listen to "The Symbology of Paper Hearts" on Spreaker.

Why, howdy do? Nice of you to mosey on by. It's been a mite quiet 'round these parts lately on account of real life heavily intruding into my synchromystic perambulations. But that's real life for you, isn't it?

Haunting of Hill House: A Deeper Dive

Longtime readers know often I'll dive into a film or TV series long after they're released. Often I do so because I'm waiting to select particular screenshots, oftentimes something simply flew under my radar and other times I wait until everyone else has seen something so I don't have to worry about spoilers. 

So if you haven't seen Haunting of Hill House yet and you want to, bookmark this page and come back later. 

That Joker Isn't Funny Anymore

Well, Secret Sun September may be winding down now but it seems it still has a few surprises left for us. The latest is the release of makeup tests for the new Joker standalone movie, which will be starring Joaquin Phoenix in the titular role.

"Extreme Witchcraft"

Dolphins again...

OK, so I'm really trying to get this monster of a tome I've been writing for the past three years put to bed. Meanwhile, let's take a quick glance at what's going on in the alleged "outside world" (sic).

Sunspots on My Shoulders

Obelisk much?

Well, the mysterious closing of the Sunspot Observatory in New Mexico has been followed by an equally mysterious reopening. It's not every day a Federal installation is evacuated under military orders and left deserted for several days. 

But this is 2018 and the rulebooks for normal have been delisted, shadowbanned and deleted.

KIller Clowns from Other Space

I've been trying to wrap my head around the events of the past two weeks, on account it seems like somebody might have opened a Gate or broken a Seal somewhere. I'm still waiting for some fresh shoes to drop so please bear with me while the apocalyptic cake bakes.

Apocalypse News Tonight: Lusting After Strange Gods

Here's the real truth about "Robot Sex Culture," Mildred: THE HUMAN EXPERIMENT HAS FAILED.

Don't believe me?

NXIVM: Eros Ouranos Thanatos

Well, I have some good news, some bad news and some insanely-terrible news. Which do you want to hear first?

OK, the good news? The world is being re-paganized at an almost-unimaginably rapid pace.

Pre-gaming the 90th Annual Osiris Awards

Well, it's that time of year again: time to marvel at the increasingly-obsessive and progressively explicit symbolism of the Academy Awards, aka the Oscars, aka the Ausurs, aka the Osiris Awards. 

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. 

The word has been passed down from on high, and the word is "Vega." 

Joker Watch: The Season of the Witch

Well, here we go again. Another mass killing, another day swollen with portent and history.  And another dead-eyed Joker. 

Heaven Upside Down or Las Vegas

I have a major problem. 

Well, I have a lot of major problems, but this particular one that I have is major OCD. It manifests itself through an obsession with detail, particularly detail pertaining to evidence. 

Chris Cornell and the Burning Men

Moody Gardens, Galveston

OK, so here we are. 

This all started back in May, when Chris Cornell died in the MGM Grand after performing with Soundgarden at the Fox Theatre on the Detroit River. The next day Twin Peaks: The Return premiered at the Ace Hotel in Los Angeles. At first I didn't make anything of that little conjunction there. But then I felt that familiar buzz in my sinuses and went hunting for connections.

When Heath Ledger Swam to the Siren

Her honey mouth has got the old fool gold. 

"I Always Felt There was a Prophecy of Death in That Song."

Led Zeppelin. John Lennon. Prince. George Michael. The Monkees. Lord Byron. Sinead O'Connor. Chris Cornell. 

What do all these people have in common? 

From Eleusis to Edinburgh

Not safe for workish

Well, in honor of the holiday there's a gallery of photos from the Beltane Fire Festival up on the Daily Mail's site to eye-gobble. The Festival is celebrating its 30th year anniversary, yet another landmark correlating to the Years of Seven we looked at a short while back.