TOTEMICAL!

I have never done ayuhuasca, and would have to get off the meds I'm on before I could ever try it in the future, but I've seen glimpses of these realms via other conveyances, and Totemical is peerless in capturing their uncapturable essence. I'm referring of course to the higher dimensional frequencies of becoming, where 3-D space time is already created yet is being continually breathed into being, and one sees not with eyes but with the soul, through a thousand different points along the axis of the soul, and the soul revolves in a continual orbit around this axis, like a slowly unfurling tendril of a newborn plant, ever opening, ever widening...

For more of this amazing artist's work go to Timewheel.

Disclosure Can Never Happen By its very Definition

There's a fascinating and maybe even true piece over on what's fast becoming my favorite UFO site, ANYTHING UFO which sports the tag line, "Here's the Proof Now You Have to Believe It" - Baby, I do.

From a few months back:
LARGE GRAY ALIENS REQUIRE FULL DISCLOSURE BY 2015

This alleged treaty states that the SSG must provide Complete Disclosure soon or the large alien Grays will allegedly make massive public displays of themselves and their anti-gravity crafts (AGCs) and disclose everything themselves directly to the American people, including the temporary use of the major mass media. 

It has been claimed that a certain prior treaty with the large alien Grays requires complete disclosure of alien presence and technology by a certain date or these aliens will supposedly make large public landings in every major city of the world, guaranteeing a systematic but rapidly developing complete end to secrecy and especially the deep black and beyond black programs previously protected by immediate assassinations

But if I try to imagine full disclosure of the alien presence I confess I start to have a panic attack. I've seen enough episodes of "V" and studied colonialism enough to know how things might easily end up with creatures who are so much more advanced than us strutting around openly. At least now we can PRETEND we're in charge of this mess.

If you think about how the Brits operated back in their heyday. It wasn't about marauding and pillaging like the Huns or the Mongolians, it was about maritime trade. The Brits show up at a less developed country's port, swap some tea, set up a trading post, then they stage an attack on their own citizens at the trading post or on one of their ships in port. So now they need to send in troops and more ships to protect their traders and vessels. Soon they're involved in the country's government, and before you know it they ARE the government. This is how third world countries stay so poor, they have "sponsors" - they don't need to make things - everything is imported from other places. There is no sense of pride or drive because they are so outgunned. As Americans we are extraordinarily lucky. We were the first British colony to ever actually beat them and win our freedom.

I don't think anything drastic will change in our world if disclosure occurs, after an initial freak out on the part of the world, but things will improve: we'll no longer think in terms of nations but of species. Our off-world colonizing can begin in earnest with public use of gravitational manipulation, etc. But with such a seismic sea change, there will be penalties for every bonus. We will go from feeling like the kings of the universe to frightened five year-olds on their first day of kindergarten.

In other words, Disclosure can never "happen" because by happening the very idea of happening will disappear. Becoming and Disappearing, sleeping and waking, being and nonbeing, all these will have to be re-evaluated with a public alien presence. Still, we're as ready as we'll ever be, and we need to start settling other planets fast before we overpopulate this one and choke the life out of it like the vile planetary cancer we've become.

Let's just hope we get the good aliens and not the bad ones. From what I've navigated of the outer realms in my astral voyaging, it's kind of random, like a hotline you call and hope an angel answers instead of a demon. Pray it's the angel. Prayer works. It's proven by Princeton. This is history, Disclosure cannot happen because happen as a verb will become meaningless in the instance of disclosure, maybe may ma ma mmm

Dec. 21 - 2013 - the Post-Apocalypsness (Looking Back on the Apocalypse via The Weeklings)

It's a year today since the world was supposed to end, and I at least haven't forgotten. There may be a slew of 2012 documentaries we'll never see again, whole episodes of ANCIENT ALIENS lost to time, but hey, I have mix tapes, one to prepare for the end, and one to reconcile when we know the end's not coming. And here's my heartbreaking look back which will hopefully reflect the triumph of inertia and sameness over the fiery end, and hopefully provide some laughs, via The Weeklings:

"IT’S BEEN ALMOST a year since the end of the Mayan long-count calendar, the beginning of a new 394-year cycle (or baktun). And, the imagined apocalypse never came. I hesitate even to admit it now, but I’d psyched myself up for something big: a super volcano, a massive polar shift, alien invasion, the rapture, governmental disclosure on the alien presence, a mystical universal enlightenment, anything…. I was half-joking to myself about it but half-serious too. I didn’t stockpile weapons or duct tape, still I stopped making dentist and doctor appointments with the excuse that I didn’t expect to remain in my earthly form. I expected to endure in a higher vibration of soul density, lighter, like pure spirit energy. Part of this may come from having been a New Age music and book critic for the past fifteen years, a job that’s given me access to a vast array of “healing” music and lectures, guided meditations, subliminal relaxation, didgeridoos, chakra aligning tones, Tibetan singing bowls, yogic chants, healing harps, and lots and lots of wooden flute music as well as books on topics ranging from shamanism to veganism. I’d done some yoga, but before I got that gig I was never much of a New Age guy. Still I’ve always been a writer, so delivering the spiritually awakening vibe in my writing became a full-time challenge, and I began to talk myself into the bliss. And, I talked myself into the baktun-ending-2012 thing.

When the dreaded date of December 21, 2012 came, and nothing happened, my family teased me. I tried to bluff my way out of the sting of shame, “Ah,” I said, “I knew it all the time.” (CONTINUED)

And here's a special treat for Spotify users, my "Apocalypse Prep" mix which I created to help me release the past and prepare for judgment.

APOCALYPSE PREP:



And the invariable disappointment "life goes on" we're all trapped in a Reptillian/Archon-devised soul farm maze/prison and can only escape by becoming enlightened at which time, ironically, we're so holy we decide to stay here to help others along into the pure white godhead of non-reincarnative oneness so we never really get out of here, it seems. Next time I'm up there at the gate to paradise I'm not going to decide to come back but of course the me who gets up there is never the sme" mix:

DISILLUSION BY DAWN

Cthulhu Mythos Memes: The Lovecraftian Tentacles of the Elder Gods weave many web strands

"The Temple of Nug and Yeb by Drhoz

H.P. Lovecraft was more than a great science fiction writer, he was a revolutionary at the inclusive mythos, wherein other writers used his menagerie of ancient multi-tentacled gods ever trying to leak out of their alternate dimension prisons and reduce the world to a smoldering ruin. Lovecraft's towns (Arkham, for example), his intrepid scholars and mysterious ancient books (like the Necronomicon, a ficcionne [1] despite what some circles say) appeared in the work of a whole flock of other authors, originally from within his pen pal circle of Weird Tales writers, such as Robert E. Howard and August Derleth. In a sense, this was Cthulhu was the first meme. In the age of the interwoven web, the Cthulu mythos meme has been leading newer and newer generations of artists into the chain.

Here are some Cthulhu-shoes:

David J. Roger has a vast blog of links to and art on the subject, in addition to his own work and ongoing interactive gaming.

Shaun Gentry is a genius "dimensional illustrator" with some extraordinarily detailed stuff, such as the above "Steampunk Clockwork Cthulu"

NOTES:
1.By ficcione I refer to the work of Luis Borges who often wrote about mysterious manuscripts, elaborate lotteries, bizarre literary experiments, creating a kind of fiction hall of post-structural metatextual mirrors effect, fiction about fictional fiction.

Hand Gun Heroin/e

Better Blast the World Back to Black and White

2013 

Mixed media collage 

Prodigy: Alexandra Nechita, "The Petite Picasso"

A brilliant child prodigy whose work was a sort of girly Picasso / Chagall style life-affirming calendar-ready form of figurative neo-cubism, Alexandra Nechita has grown into a hottie, but the question is, has her gift vanished?

I believe prodigies are proof of reincarnation, but as believers know, the 'previous' self tends to disappear slowly under the waves of the new by seven or eight years-old. Has Nechita managed to hold onto her vision? We all, even Picasso, wind up imitating ourselves after awhile. Whatever gracious spirit inhabited our brush, it sooner or later departs, and we hope we've retained enough of its secrets to carry on in whatever limited capacity.

The odd thing is to learn on her website that she is now an art school graduate. What off earth could they teach her?  How did her less successful teachers cope with a prodigy? Imagine a high school music teacher trying to instruct Mozart in a class of average little Austrian shlubs!

I first stumbled on her work at a Soho art gallery on West Broadway, the name of which escapes me. Blew my mind, man.

If you decide to check out her work, maybe you can decide for yourself, what is the mystery of artistic prodigies. Surely there is something more than than just 'a gift' at work. If anything is proof of the divine, of talents and skills passed on from one life to another, maybe Alexandra is it. Could she be either Chagall or Picasso reincarnated?

I say yes...




I worry even based on this 2008 lithograph, (left) that she is starting to lose that prodigy gift, due in some small part to maturity, the invariably inescapable narrowing of the scope of perception that comes with the loss of childhood, and the no doubt counterproductive 'instruction' of her chosen art school. But I'm maybe wrong, I don't wish her anything but the best yet at the same time I want my theory borne out!

That said, you look over at this thing on the left and while interesting, its coloring scheme and loose curves reminds me too much of a new age self help book cover. Of course she's a working artist and it probably is. Her prints do well and she gets good gigs. Maybe that's the compromise. She's tired of the "petite Picasso" label, but how do you escape that? She needs to go deep. That's my prescription. Get out and go to a rave, go to Burning Man.... you know what I mean. Tune in, drop out - go to Brazil and do ayuhusca, don't go to art school and unlearn your innate gifts. I've seen so many great artists go from brilliant work to stick figures thanks to theory getting in their brains.

the cover and poster art for the Lumerians will blow your Mine!

Their music has its moments and their art and light show stuff blows my mind! 

Here's to the Lumerians!