The Prometheus/Mithras/Lucifer Axis - What's It All About?

What if I told you that Synchromysticism isn't just a parlor game, but an incredibly effective investigative tool? 

NFL-im Fever: Orange You Gonna Watch the Šurpu Bowl?

Well, it's that time of year, folks: time for the NFLim to put on their Big Game, Šurpu Bowl LVI. This year features the Cincinnatus Aions vs. the Los Anakim Amuns. In other words, the Saturnians vs. the Jupiterians. 

Trick or Treat, Mithraic Elite, Your VR Schemes are a Crock of Sheet

 

Ever see the movie Layer Cake with Daniel Craig? It’s about a British gangster who goes through all manner of trials and tribulations for a crime boss by the name of Eddie Temple (*Guard of the Templar Gold” essentially) and is rewarded not with the money he was promised but with an invitation to an exclusive club where the big boys meet.

I Don't Meme to Offend Anyone

I still get a chuckle when I think of how all the bouji imbeciles who ran around LARPing like they were the second coming of the French Resistance turned out to be nothing but the dupes and puppets of that Bond villain from Hell. 

Irony is a dish best served with your last meal. 

In your unheated COVID camp hut, in the dead of winter. In North Dakota.

Crypto-Mithraism Gets Less Cryptic at Tokyo Olympics

Where have all the people gone?

Olympic Ceremonies have always been a reliable barometer when it comes to the current ruling-class mindset, particularly their religious mindset. 

It's common knowledge that the Olympics began as a specifically religious festival (honoring Zeus, specifically) and were revived during the heyday of European Freemasonry and the Victorian fetish for the old gods. I've been looking at the games since the earliest days of this blog and I have to confess: the rituals on display this year are not exactly filling my heart with boundless optimism.

Code-Breaking the Craft: Storming the Stargate

The SSI is having an open-house, where we're all enjoying some quality code-breaking of arcane and revelatory symbolism. This is an addendum to that lesson.

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!

Sophie Falls from the Fullness (UPDATED)

Statue of Icarus one block from where Sophie died (h/t Brandon)

Note: This is crossposted from the Sibyl research group. A lot of people have been asking me about what seems to be a surprisingly big story, so I am providing this both as a public service and to put a marker down in case this all wells up again in some way in days to come. 

I have a feeling this is all a prelude for something bigger. 

 

Welcome Back, My Friends, To the Show That Never Ends, We're So Glad You Could Attend, Come Inside, Come Inside

Well, well, well. Interesting to see the series finale of The Apprentice: White House end on a cliffhanger like this. It's a good thing we can't go anywhere because I have a feeling we are in for a rollicking round of ruddy ritualism in the days ahead. 

I just miss the days when reality TV was unscripted.

Meet Your New Gods, Same as the Old Gods

 

Take a good look at the future, my friends. Pretty much everything I've been ranting about to anyone who will listen these past fourteen years is encapsulated into eight short minutes of canned video of a fake performance in front of a fake crowd gathered in a fake Times Square. 

One Mithras Morning in Nashville

A lot of people have been talking about the very weird bombing event outside the AT&T building in Nashville. All kinds of strangeness seems to be emanating from it, all of which is quite interesting but has nothing to do with what caught my attention.

See, setting off an explosion on Christmas morning just screams "ritual" to me, and the AT&T connection only makes those screams louder.

"We Are Perseus"

It's been a very busy week here at Secret Sun Central. Sybilline emanations have been extremely powerful this week, as one would expect from the living embodiment of Synchronicity. 

I'm getting material ready for Secret Sun v1.5 and wrapping up a mystery project, all at the same time I just happened to inadvertently stumble on the key to many ciphers and puzzles that people have been trying to solve for a very, very long time. 

It's kind of been blowing my mind, to tell the truth.

Get a Piece of the Rock

When doing Synchromystic work, you sometimes stumble onto a highly-charged symbolic ritual no one was even looking for, including yourself. And now we're seeing further highly-publicized emanations of this new and very weird icon I've been tracking. What it ultimately means to the ritualists is still an open question. 

Well, besides the obvious.

Don't Lose Your Head Over the Election

 

I have a couple famous quotes you may remember.

“The world is governed by very different personages from what is imagined by those who are not behind the scenes.” - Benjamin Disraeli

"The Empire never ended." - Philip K Dick

Let's test them, shall we?

Pledge Week for the Horny Beast

Because we're at the point where the Simulation has gotten tired of gaslighting us and is now just downright trolling us, an article so self-parodic it reads like it was written on a dare has popped up on the HuffPost. That's the dying, desiccated husk of the old Huffington Post, which committed Wokeicide a few years back and is now a haven for shrieking morons of all shapes and sizes.

The corporate media has futile pledge drives for The Satanic Temple at least once a year, so I guess this is the week for it.

Mother May Eye? Raised by Wolves

When I first heard of HBOs new series Raised by Wolves, I yawned. It looked like yet another blast of anti-human brainwash (or "the Agenda") in the guise of "science fiction." It also looked incredibly dated and rather desperate, as it posits a universe in which human-like androids and interstellar space travel are actually possible. 

Sad, isn't it?

Now Listen, You

Well, there's an omen for you: a giant pink bolt of lightning striking the plinth that bears the world's most famous drag queen, Lady Mithras Nymphus. Not the big giant bunch of copper there but the stone base. 

I don't know why, but it all seems to make sense.

Harlots, Hirams & the Halloween Impeachment

I'm sorry, I really am. I know politics has become a substitute religion for a lot of people these days, but that simply speaks to how little power people have access to anymore.

Sync Log: Apocalypse Month in Review

Just a quick wrap-up. I had a strong feeling that some fan-hitting was in the offing for this past month, and so it did. I don't mean the usual parade of woe and ill-tidings you see all the time. I mean the hidden being unveiled, suppressed truths being disclosed, and seeds for future conflicts and revelations being planted for the days and months to come. 

Y'know, that kind of fan-hitting.

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.