Tabletop Transmigration

My concept of “RPG-ULTRA” arises from two disparate yet convergent streams of thought. The first being that the ultimate purpose of MKULTRA et al was to prepare human vessels for ultraterrestrial entity possession.

Spare Us the Qatar: World Cup Watcher Worship

The 2022 World Cup is upon us, much to the delight of the world and the crushing indifference of uncultured Yanks like myself. And since it is indeed 2022, the goings-on are positively drenched in the high ritualism of the worldwide Watcher cult. 

All slathered with a thick and viscous glaze of Knowles' First Law, of course.

MKUltraterrestrial 3.0

A brain, being washed

As the apocalyptic process fires up back to a boil in the dark months of April and May, it's only fitting that the Great Work MKULTRA3.0 psychedelic research is heating up as well. I'm sure Secret Sun regulars (and irregulars) know my take on what the true goal of this program is, and if not, check out my most recent appearance on The Higherside Chats.

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.

The Titans Which Kept Not Their Seasons in the Abyss

"Its original and rightful rulers, the Titans"

Well, the San Diego Comicon just wrapped and fresh waves of trailer trash are upon us. 

What's more, it seems we have a fresh meme to factor into our exegeses. First up is the Godzilla, King of the Monsters trailer. 

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.

Met Gala 2018: Wonder with Great Admiration!

OK, so Riri "wins" the Super Bowl of Fashion with her pearl-encrusted Anti-Pope LARP? OK, it's... I mean...

Swamp Things and Strange Angels

Marvel John Whiteside Parsons, who no one outside of a small handful of weirdos had ever even heard of until very recently, is the subject of a new prestige series based on the biography written by George Pendle. 

Meet Your New Gods II: Alien Sex Fiends

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

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.

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." 

Apocalypse Week in Review: The New Gold Dust Age

That looks comfortable.

Some of you might roll your eyes when I remind everyone else that Apocalypse means "unveiling."

But that's exactly what we are seeing now: all the goodies they've been toiling away on in Lucifer's toyshop since 1947 are getting their great unveilings. 

Ready or not, the curtain's being lifted and your new reality is being rolled out. Pucker up.

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. 

Dubai is Babylon 2.0

I get the feeling a lot of people still don't quite take Dubai seriously and see it as a weird artifact of a prolonged oil boom that brought shiploads of eff-you money to a bunch of desert sheikhs who never quite figured out what they wanted to do with it all.

Ritual Olympics: The Locusts are Coming.

The Winter Olympics just wrapped up, and did so in style. 

The Siren: Lady Bird and the Never-Ending Ritual

Before you know it all of the stars will be walking the red carpet under the shadow of the Babylon Gate and entering into the Dolby Theater, which was the former site of the Hollywood Masonic Lodge.