Watched a movie last week, from the Anno Demoniacal year of 1984.
It went by the name of Dreamscape
Please summarise plot in ten words or less:
ummm … Psychic guys -> dream intervention -> dream espionage -> save the president.
With all the hype around Inception, (which I haven’t seen), I’d thought it might be worth a viewing.
A couple of instances of what I call twinning, lucidly appeared within the Dreamyscape.
… you know that deja-vu feeling you often get when looking at movie stars, the one that makes you blurt out –
“Hey he/she look just like ——“
i.e. “Hey, Jodie Foster looks just like Helen Hunt!”
My current conclusion is that Holy Wood (like mythology), is incestuously peopled by narrowed lines of blood.
In Dreamscape, the (80s) traditional female role of the adventure genre (i.e. serious scientist/expert who will be unbuttoned by hero) is played by a dame with the name of Kate Capshaw.
I don’t follow tabloids so knew not that she had already been unbuttoned, by one of the biggest boyz in the Holy Hood.
Or that that match, had hatched, a flock of little Spielberglets.
Capshaw played the excessively annoying female lead in the second Spielbergian Indiana Jones movie.
Added later: Now although this will be your first visit to this part of this article, I have been here before. And when I was here earlier I said this;
“You know when you know that someone is just not suited to a part – well she was one of them for me.
But what do I know?
and quoted this;
“Over 120 actresses auditioned for the role, including Amy Irving, Isabella Rossellini, Meg Ryan and Sharon Stone”.”
But I’m a little bit wiser now. You’ll read what her husband Steve said in a bit, but in the meantime …
… let’s do a little picture painting
I had not realised that the second Indiana Jones was really the first. It ‘prequelled‘ Raiders of the Last Ark.
From this re-located viewing platform, we can now see that Indiana Jones, legendary hero of generations was born from a Temple of Death (which was later Doomed). What’s more, his coming was a bloody miracle.
The opening of the opening of InDiana‘s birth chute (shoot) – via a willy.
It was the future Mrs SPELLberg who initiated InDiana Genes. Playing a kNight (of) Clubs singer, twice named as a man-Willie Scott, she ejaculates out of the mouth of a fiery dragon & onto the silver screen – becoming the primordial being of the Indiana Jones spell.
Chanting Chinesely, the chaotic lyrics of a dark gatekeeper, Cole (dark one) Porter (doorman or gatekeeper) – “Anything Goes”
“The world has gone mad today,
and good´s bad today, and black´s white today,
and day´s nicht today“
Putting the reel first Indiana Jones movie in second place, was inspired.
“ Everyone had to see it – it was the must-see theatrical event of the summer – and it was hard to find someone who wasn’t disappointed. It wasn’t just that the breezy sense of freshness was gone; it had been replaced not merely by something darker but by something a little mean-spirited. The famous “heart removal” scene became the impetus for the creation of the PG-13 rating” (from Film Review by James Berardinelli)
- child abduction & slavery
- ritual sacrifice
- a beating heart being removed from a sacrificial victim (also in Dreamscape)
- OUR crafted hero swallowing the blood of Kali which “robs him of his soul”
- Willie being offered up as a sacrifice to Kali
“No parent should allow a young child to see this traumatizing movie; it would be a cinematic form of child abuse” Ralph Novak
“Lawrence Kasdan of Raiders of the Lost Ark was asked to write the script. “I didn’t want to be associated with Temple of Doom,” he reflected. “I just thought it was horrible. It’s so mean. There’s nothing pleasant about it. I think Temple of Doom represents a chaotic period in both their [Lucas and Spielberg] lives, and the movie is very ugly and mean-spirited.” wiki
“What the f%#k have we just taken part in?“
Steven Spielberg (apparently) said in 1989, “I wasn’t happy with Temple of Doom at all. It was too dark, too subterranean, and much too horrific. I thought it out-poltered Poltergeist. There’s not an ounce of my own personal feeling in Temple of Doom.” He later added during the “Making of Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom” documentary, “Temple of Doom is my least favorite of the trilogy. I look back and I say, ‘Well the greatest thing that I got out of that was I met Kate Capshaw. We married years later and that to me was the reason I was fated to make Temple of Doom.“
Looking at how we’ve been fed to think of Holy Wood, I reckon we could describe Kate Capshaw as it’s First Lady – her hubby having presided so ‘publicly’ over that Holy sphere for so long.
Anyway after all that … it was her twin I meant to mention.
The one that kept coming to mind as I watched Dreamscape.
Queen of the City & First Lady of Hollywood
Meet the Casey Twins.
Or KC Twins.
Kim Cattrall & Kate Capshaw.
The twinning of initials highlighting a physical resonance between two concurrent High–Holy-Wood Priestesses.
Yet twinning goes deeper than physical resemblance – it’s a gut level perception, not easy to put into words. You know I reckon its a technique we can use to remind ourselves that our senses are still working, some of the time. There’s no right or wrong answers with twinning – just strong personal feelings that you’ve seen this or that person before, dressed up in someone else’s genetic material.
What’s more, what other people have seen or sensed is equally valid, revealing & rewarding;
“Don’t laugh, but when I was young I always confused Bill Murray for Tom Hanks …
… I always thought they had the same face! Now I feel like an idiot for confusing a complete acting legend for another“
When I first read that I thought it was a really weird statement … until I lined up those two faces & saw a family-arity I’d never noticed before.
Sometimes celeb twins seem to mirror each other for a time & then drift visage-dly apart.
If Holy Wood is viewed as a dream scape then none of these ideas should be particularly difficult to entertain. I mean after all, it’s founded upon illusion. Godammit we PAY them to delude us!
Sound it out. Gotta use a loooong ‘A’ sound.
Faked not Fact – just as we demand.
The rebellious hero assigned to us in Dreamscape, is Dennis (Sinned) Quaid.
Now I’ve always thought Dennis had a bit of a funny face.
Well a funny smile.
It always seemed kinda … family-iar
“I liked Dennis Quaid a lot though. Somehow he looked very much like Jack Nicholson in some scenes” (Comment on movie, Dead on Arrival)
“I think Dennis Quaid could easily play the Joker…..watch him in Wilder Napalm….he is one freaky son of a bitch“
“He coulda played the Joker in the 1989′s Batman…“
“I think that Quaid with that ear to ear smile wouldve made a great Joker“
“I still think he [Heath Ledger] is a horrible choice for the Joker. Dennis Quaid would have been ten times better!“
“The one actor, if no one cares about age who could pull of the Joker-esque smile in my opinion is Dennis Quaid.”
“He was like the Joker looming over Gotham. Those teeth! Those lips!“
Somewhere near the end of the Dreamovie, Dennis gave a smile. There was someone else hiding in that smile. I mean someone else besides the Jester.
It was very, very strange.
You see hidden in Dennis’ half-smile,
was his wife …
… Well his ex-wife.
What, you don’t believe me?
“I don’t know who looks more like The Joker, Dennis Quaid or Meg Ryan” – Re: Inner Space (1987)
When Dennis half-flashed his pearlies, I saw Meg Ryan looking out from his face. I’ve seen Mr Quaid in a few movies, but I have never seen him morph into Meg before.
It’s gets even more bizarre.
For as I went looking for images of the pair to mix’n’match, I was accosted by globules of gossip regarding maintenance work that Meg had had carried out on her facial features.
“Meg Ryan looks like the Jack Nicholson version of the joker when she smiles”
“But we are still in shock at the Joker-esque face – it’s a blend of Heath Ledger and Jack Nicholson from the Batman movies. If that is what she was going for then it was a success”
“Meg Ryan would make a great Joker. After all the plastic surgery she has had, she has that evil Joker perma-grin”
Creative thought being in ever short supply, it seems no disparagers were willing or able, to look below the (skin) surface.
Meg’s features have not been re-con-structured – rather, you could say, they’ve been exaggerated or bolded – highlighting a theme that was already present.
Following on from my recent tricksterish focus, I find these finds, rather intriguing.
Here’s a headline. They’re always so very telling. Of course they tell different stories to different people.
“A caricature can refer to a portrait that exaggerates or distorts the essence of a person or thing to create an easily identifiable visual likeness.” wiki
Looks like the ladies who’ve led Holy Wood are being turned into clowns.
It seems to me that Holy Wood is all about the eyes …
… a lavish visual feast for it’s hordes of slavish ‘diners’.
Our senses are out of alignment.
Re-introducing The Fab Five.
“… a scene of visual indulgence … represent[s] the pleasures of the senses, the variety that smell, touch, taste, hearing, and seeing in the physical world has to offer. It’s an unapologetic celebration of all that is tangible – the physicality and sensuality of human existence.”
But that was all Once upon the long time ago of 1622…
has been made as the image of God.
Can everybody SEE Meeeeeeee?
The ‘Godding’ of the Eye (I) …
… has led to the creation of many new religions:
ScEYEontology – Seeing is believing
vi-ZEYEon-tology – Vision Quests in the comfort of your home
American/New Zealand/British ad nauseum EYEdol – The Cult of Lookatme
remotely, r-emotionally-controlled religeyeons.
Without full sensory immersion, we cannot OWN an experience – it subsists in the UN-OWN (unknown) – remaining the property of the televisor.
Tele-viewed stories can NEVER be our stories
Pre–scribed tabloids & media-cations (easy to swallow – no experiencing necessary)
Real experiencing demands that our own digestive sense-juices flow through & mingle with, each happening.
Arousal, via a flat screen must always be a one dimensional event – for that which is scene, on screen, is a tricking of the eyes.
It’s all L-eyes.
All Leyeing Eyes.
We may not have invited our step-senses to the ball, but they are very well aware of what is & is not going on, in the Reel world.
Now we come to a point where I got blown off course – I’d thought I was nearing the finish line & it was all plain sailing. But the Celtic Rebel sent me a link to the seedier sides of screen stars & for some reason I loitered a moment too long in Orson Welles segment & an unsavoury storm brewed.
“Welles, Orson. Unhappy man who deserved better in life. … Possibly the Black Dahlia murderer.“
Welles anyway, I looked up the Black Dahlia murder & it was horrific.
“Elizabeth Short (July 29, 1924 – ca. January 15, 1947) was an American woman and the victim of a gruesome and much-publicized murder. She acquired the moniker The Black Dahlia posthumously by newspapers … Short was found … on January 15, 1947, in Leimert Park, Los Angeles, California.
Her severely mutilated body had been severed at the waist and drained of blood and her face was slashed from the corners of her mouth toward her ears. She had been “posed” with her hands over her head and elbows bent at right angles.” wiki
Apologies to beings of humanity reading this story. And more apologies because there is a further tale to tell.
A thread from the Black Dahlia was interwoven into another story ;
“At the time, the Black Dahlia murder investigation was the largest LAPD investigation since the murder of Marion Parker.“
And so we travel back to 1927
“Marion Parker, (born 1915, died December 17, 1927), was the 12-year-old daughter of Perry Parker, a prominent banker in Los Angeles. She had a twin sister named Marjorie. On December 15, 1927, Marion was abducted from her school by William Edward Hickman, who called himself “The Fox.”
… Mr. Parker handed over the money to a young man who was waiting for him in a parked car … Hickman drove off, pushing Marion’s body out of the car at the end of the street. The coroner later testified that she had been dead for about 12 hours. Her arms and legs had been cut off and she had been disemboweled and stuffed with rags. Her eyes were wired open so as to make her appear alive … Her arms and legs were found on December 18 in Elysian Park wrapped in newspaper.”
Apologies again – humanity never commits acts like these. Don’t buy into that lie.
I really didn’t want to look into the above two tales, I came close to ditching this whole article – because heading into darkness is not my path. But an alchemist named Jon told me that clowns followed him & he was hoping that I might shed a little light & a few other friends were increasingly curious & well, how can you let friends down?
So let me show you what I seem to see. What strange rusty linkings have surfaced.
How often it is that a trickster or joker or clown seems to leap out of boxes.
First let’s get clear on clowns.
They scare people. They scare a shitload of people.
“They’re ‘universally disliked by children,’ British researchers discover“
“… researchers from the University of Sheffield polled 250 children regarding their opinions on clowns; all 250 children in the study, whose ages ranged between four and sixteen, reported that they found clowns frightening.” wiki
“The British arts and music festival Bestival cancelled its planned clown theme in 2006 after many adult ticketholders contacted the organizers expressing a fear of clowns.“
“Villain …development of this word may be summed up as follows: ‘inhabitant of a farm; peasant; churl, boor; clown; miser; knave, scoundrel’ .“
Looking back now over research, findings & feelings, I find myself contemplating an unexpected mad–theatrical equation
& that is, that –
Clowns = Death
in particular sacrificial death
I jest not.
I think this is why children fear their deathly white skin & smile stiffened faces.
By the way, I’m choosing to lump & bump jesters & jokers & riddlers into this equation.
Clowns & joker shave been around a long time – but once their job description was w i d e r
“In mythology, and in the study of folklore and religion, a trickster is a god, goddess, spirit, man, woman, or anthropomorphic animal who plays tricks or otherwise disobeys normal rules and conventional behavior“
In certain Native American cultures, the Sacred Clown is a part of their health care system
“The word Heyókȟa refers to the Lakota concept of a contrarian, jester, satirist or sacred clown. Heyókȟa are thought of as being backwards-forwards, upside-down, or contrary in nature.
… using extreme behaviors to mirror others, thereby forcing them to examine their own doubts, fears, hatreds, and weaknesses. Heyókȟas also have the power to heal emotional pain; such power comes from the experience of shame–they sing of shameful events in their lives, beg for food, and live as clowns. They provoke laughter in distressing situations of despair and provoke fear and chaos when people feel complacent and overly secure, to keep them from taking themselves too seriously or believing they are more powerful than they are.
In addition, sacred clowns serve an important role in shaping tribal codes … they are the only ones who can ask “Why?” about sensitive topics and employ satire to question the specialists and carriers of sacred knowledge or those in positions of power and authority … Their role is to penetrate deception, turn over rocks, and create a deeper awareness.” wiki
“Many native traditions held clowns and tricksters as essential to any contact with the sacred. People could not pray until they had laughed, because laughter opens and frees from rigid preconception. Humans had to have tricksters within the most sacred ceremonies for fear that they forget the sacred comes through upset, reversal, surprise. The trickster in most native traditions is essential to creation, to birth“.
The work of a sacred clown is restore balance.
For some trixted reason, the Westerly World, appears to abhor balance …
… and has gestated a Powerful Clown Class rite in-betwixt our midst.
Marian Parker was 12 years old when she murdered in 1927. It’s the awful after-death caricaturing that lingers – limbs cut off, disembowled, eyes wired open & placed puppetlike in the front seat of a car.
Marion was transformed into a marionette.
I’m going to call it an awful joke because nowhere can reason be applied.
You see, over the course of this article I’ve changed my tune. Evil seems to be equating to a monumental sickness of mind & soul it seems to wear the face of a clown.
A clown that delights in suffering, sacrifice & death. The view from my current vantage point suggests that Satan may be a psychotic Jester.
History becomes rather clearer when looked at in that light – Aztec sacrifices, inquisitions, world wars & despotic regimes can be viewed as sick, sick jokes feeding a sick, sick mind.
Remembering our earlier theoretical equation: Clowns = Death … I want to cast a light on one of their chief hiding places at the centre of our universe – Holy Wood & the entertainment Bozoness.
Two months before Marion was turned into a marionette, The Jazz Singer hit the silver screen – often religiously quoted as being the first reel talking movie;
“… its release heralded the commercial ascendance of the “talkies” and the decline of the silent film era“
The All-Father of that momentous movie was the pale-faced Al Jolson. As you can see, Pa …
… was a bit of a clown (don’t even ask about the thing between his legs).
We can also note that Marion’s killer called himself “the Fox” – the cunning fox being a symbol of the trickster.
I’m pointing out the marionetting of Marion Parker because of the twinning of her after-death make-up, with the Black Dahlia (Elizabeth Short), 20 years later.
Elizabeth Short’s death was another colossal sick joke – chopped in two with a joker’s smile carved into her face. Incidentally Disney brought out “Clown of the Jungle” that year.
However what I really came here to show you is the echo of these two twisted deaths in one movie – a movie that brought fame to one of the Casey Twins – the high-sexing-priestess of Holy Wood – Kim Cattrall.
“In 1987, her lead role in Mannequin proved a huge success with audiences“.
Apologies for the first pic, yet the artist captured the caricature of a demon-ted joke.
That blue mannequin-like image depicting the Black Dahlia reminded me of the movie where Cattrall gets put back to-get-her. The arms are also attached during the above sequence, tieing us backwards-in-time to the little marionette from 1927.
It was because of the internet images of Elizabeth Short (Black Dahlia) that I wanted to quit this article – they are supremely sick. But I decided to continue. Yesterday morning I followed my sister into a clothing store & there on a table was the torso of a mannequin & two disembodied arms – I felt I had made the rite decision.
Continuing the echoes of murder & reel life, the Mannequin begins with Cattrall playing dead. Literally. She’s all wrapped up. When the apparent virgin begs the gods to be rescued from marriage, she gets whisked into our world, where she’s re–embodied as a mannequin.
Catrall’s name in Mannequin, is ‘Emmy‘ or phonetically ‘M E‘ – which just so happens to be the initials of two disembodied victims – Marion & Elizabeth.
It seems to me that mannequins & clowns have a funereal family feel. An air of death – staring eyes, frozen faces, puppet limbs, fractured (e)motion, severed humanity.
The incarnation these horrors was cunningly visually crafted in the Holy Wood of the early 30s.
“Frankenstein was greeted with screams, moans, and fainting spells upon its initial release, obliging Universal to add a disclaimer in which Edward Van Sloan advises the faint of heart to leave the theater immediately.”
Mary Shelley & her husband touched something deep within the human psyche when they crafted the clownish Frank from the disembodied. Interestingly dismemberment has long been an element of visionary shamanic journeys – followed by revitalisation & renewal. However what’s cropped up in my research can never be linked to life.
Continuing with twisted jokers of 1930’s America …
“The Cleveland Torso Murderer (also known as the Mad Butcher of Kingsbury Run) was an unidentified serial killer active in the Cleveland, Ohio area in the 1930s.
The Torso Murderer always beheaded and often dismembered his victims, sometimes also cutting the torso in half“
Victims number 1 & 2 were found-
“in the Jackass Hill area of Kingsbury Run on September 23, 1935.“
No, I’m not making this up.
“John Wayne Gacy, Jr. was an American serial killer active between 1972 and 1978. Until he was arrested, Gacy raped and murdered at least 33 young men and boys, mostly teenagers … He became known as the “Killer Clown” due to his charitable services at fundraising events and at children’s parties where he would dress in as “Pogo the Clown,” a character he devised himself.“
Let’s skip forward to some reel jokers
Jim Carrey’s clowning roles make him one of Holy Wood’s truest Jest-stars:-
- Liar, Liar . Tru(e)man . Dumb & Dumber . The Sex and Violence Family Hour . bRuse Almighty
Then there’s old Nick’s son – demonic father figure to Mr & Mrs(ex) Quaid
Maniacal, homicidal Holy Wood Joker # 1
And of course there’s Heath & that about wraps it up.
Or does it …
I find myself on a platform now, overlooking a very Big Top & what I’m seeing … are clown, clowns everywhere.
Holy Wood now looks for all the world (to me) like a circus & the stars no longer glitter. I’m simply seeing clowns. Every damn where. I’m not talking about the comedians – I mean the whole troupe.
Think about it,
then look again.
I’ve been trying to define this feeling of clowns that has been following me around.
Larger than life performers who distort reality & upturn our world. We see them yet cannot connect with them. They constantly seek out our eyes & vie for our attention – yet to look into their eyes is to look into death …
… for what are they but ghosts captured on film.
Clowns are everywhere …
… they’ve been under our noses all along.
They’ve been hiding in the most unlikely places.
And they’ve been hiding up other clowns sleeves. They’ve shown us what they were …
… but we never got the twisted joke.
And we cannot leave out the King of the Clowns.
I am now of the opinion that his face was no accident …
… that skeletal mask belonged in place upon his face
Whatever inhabited the husk of Michael Jackson looked like Death & replicated itself upon his face with white skin, skeletal nose & sunken jaw
Michael Jackson clowning around.
What you want more clowns?
How about the psychotic Satan Clown…
… aka Santa Claws – because everyone knows he scares the shit out of little children
I read a comment the other day about how much of a joke fast food is – McDonald’s got a particular mention. And why wouldn’t it – with a clown as it’s mascot.
Ronald McDonald was born into people’s lounges in the same year that Kennedy was borne out of them, on a stretcher…
… Not that I’m saying he had anything to do with it …
It seems that Ronnie came bearing a programmed agenda …
“Here I am, kids! Hey, isn’t watching TV fun?“
Ronald was fathered by Bozo the Clown, who’s show during the 50s & 60s was …
“… the hottest children’s show on the air … There was something about the combination of hamburgers and Bozo that was irresistible to kids ...”
The forced-smile is strong with this one …
“The smile known around the world,” Ronald McDonald is second only to Santa Claus in terms of recognition. (According to one survey, 96% of all school kids in the United States of America recognize Ronald“
Gotta get do a bit of sacking of musical religion now – sorry if you’re a follower
But these guys were clowns – Big Clowns.
And it’s not like they didn’t tell you…
The Fools on the Hill
… and come on
“Ringo Star” … do me a favour!
Speaking of star-ring clowns – the streets of Holy Wood are paved with them
You know you gotta be in Clowntoon when you’re worshipping a clown faced rodent.
I suggest that ALL the stars on the Holy Wooded Walk of Fame were/are CLOWNS – bloody big clowns.
What I’m calling clowning is an extremely eye-catching, attention-focussing system that binds real people to grand illusion-delusion. A form of supernormal stimuli
“A supernormal stimulus … is an exaggerated version of a stimulus to which there is an existing response tendency, or any stimulus that elicits a response more strongly than the stimulus for which it evolved.
Tinbergen … experimented with dummy plaster eggs of various sizes and markings finding that most birds preferred ones with more exaggerated markings than their own, more saturated versions of their color, and a larger size than their own. Small songbirds which laid light blue grey-dappled eggs preferred to sit on a bright blue black polka-dotted dummy so large they slid off repeatedly.
In … Waistland, [Harvard psychologist Deirdre Barrett ] explains junk food as an exaggerated stimulus to cravings for salt, sugar, and fats and television as an exaggeration of social cues of laughter, smiling faces and attention-grabbing action.” wiki
I’m also suggesting that this clowning illusion/delusion is connected to death …
… via a below-conscious recognition of Western clowns as symbolic corpses, animated yet decomposing.
But wait that’s not all for I cannot get out of my mind the idea that clowns depict priests of sacrificial death. I don’t quite know where the idea came from but it is quite adamant about staying around for these proceedings. I’m wondering if murderous sacrificers of old dressed like clowns &/or laughed/exulted at the deaths of their victims & whether this knowledge resides within the universal mind.
I’m also going to suggest that modern civilisation is a stunningly, cunningly crafted joke & that despite all our conditioning (including mine in a recent article) that the Renaissance was a rebirth, it was in fact a re-death.
The amount of death ushered in since those times is beyond human comprehension.
To my ‘new’ way of thinking, the Renaissance ushered in tools of dissection & division & divorce – the soul & body were systemically cleaved from each other. We are so absolutely convinced that modern scientific understanding is so essential, modern technology so necessary that we cannot contemplate alternative directions that life may have taken.
But we took the route of death’s jesters.
When are you gaze upon the ‘GREAT‘ works of Renaissance art what are you actually looking at.
Death, silly! The worshipped hands that painted those pictures were often up to their elbows in corpses.
I studied art history so I ‘know’ that they dissected human bodies to better understand musculature. It was a necessary progression, it was for ART.
And so I swallowed death for the sake of beauty & progression & didn’t think to question;
“Autopsies … were opposed in many ancient societies where it was believed that the outward disfigurement of dead persons prevented them from entering the afterlife … but the modern autopsy process derives from the anatomists of the Renaissance.“
NEWS FLASH: “Brainstem, Spinal Cord Images Hidden in Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel Fresco.” There is apparently more to this painting than simply the strange addition of breast implants.
Medical illustrator Ian Suk and neurosurgeon Dr. Rafael J. Tamargo “propose that in the Separation of Light from Darkness, Michelangelo drew into God’s neck a ventral view of the brain stem as well as the perisellar and chiasmatic regions”
Most interesting that autopsied body parts should appear in the NECkro region of God. And so interesting that they’re part of a painting entitled ‘Separation of Light & Dark‘. But then again the Redeathssance was born from dissection & dismemberment. Religion divorced science. Science dismembered life. Religions divorced each other.
So am I saying that the big boys of Renaissance art were a bunch of clowns.
Well, yes I am.
But I’m not the first.
You yourself were told that in the anno demoniacal year of 1984.
Renaissance clowns – Leo, Mickey, Raffi & Don
“Donatello is often regarded as the first artist to dissect a human body (Calkins, et al., 1999, p. 124)” –Society and medical progress – Bernhard Joseph Stern.
“At the forefront of the Renaissance movement were the three most prominent artists of the Italian Renaissance; Michelangelo, Leonardo, and Raphael.“
And all went in for necro nip & tuck.
“Banking in the modern sense of the word can be traced to medieval and early Renaissance Italy” wiki
The stranglehold of venom in the modern world is deadly. Ha that’s funny, I thought I’d written money in that last sentence.
What I’ve been trying to suggest is that this modern world was founded on death. Deliberately founded. And if you start with death where can you go – but into nasty & nastier states of decomposition. We’ve had two world wars for God’s sake. We’ve had our human connection with the Earth severed. We have been herded farther & further into body & soul decay via every bloody means possible – food, debt, overwork, schooling, media, pharmaceuticals, dark sex, et-set(h)-terra/terror …
My question is this – is the modern world the biggest joke the Earth has ever seen? Is everything that has been touted as GREAT, a part of that joke? Is EVERYTHING inside out & back to front?
What if the jokers have given us ample clues to the truth, every step of the way?
Perhaps it’s in the key of laughter.
An interesting phenomena I have come across at War Memorials, is the instruction to be SILENT.
You know I’m wondering if so much the suffering has been about the removal of laughter from our world. Have you noticed how rarely the stagnant ones laugh.
The media keeps selling us smiling stars – delusional illusions of happiness. We buy the idea that money + success/fame = happiness. But I think these are the Death Joker’s tools of trade – have you noticed how the more people get money, fame or success the deader they become? If this modern world is Death’s Jest, then surely the more of that you swallow, the faster you decompose.
Have you ever laughed so much you feel sick? What’s going on there – what energy is created & just how physically, emotionally & psychically powerful is it?
Ever notice how much the words love & laugh are near identical sound twins.
Wouldn’t it be so gloriously splendid if we jerichoed down our prison walls by breaking out into laughter & freedom
In case you haven’t been round to the Celtic Rebel‘s site recently, I’m leaving a link to his write up of our recent show.
We talked friend to friend on the war of the sexes.
There is no answer to that mockery, but we did our best to make inroads through the landmines.
Alex’s re-written write up is excellent – go here
My new article Clownscape will be up shortly.
I thought I might try a spot of online dating.
Under 500 years need not apply.
If I asked you
to turn back the calendar,
to the kick-off date,
for our modern world,
at what time
stop the clock?
Is there, for you, a point where history just seems to fall off the edge?
It seems so to me.
And it’s always nice to have (apparent) fact agree (though it’s by no means necessary).
“Modern history, or the modern era, describes the historical timeline after the Middle Ages… The beginning of the modern era started approximately in the 1500s …The term “modern” was coined shortly before 1585 to describe the beginning of a new era“. wiki
This New Era infant was christened The Renaissance – “French for “rebirth”; Italian: Rinascimento, from ri- “again” and nascere “be born”.”
Before that time there seemed to have existed a ridiculously-darked Age, full of stench & dirt & disease.
The premise for the rest of this article is that the world that we live in now was born in the vicinity of 500 years ago.
Well anything before that ‘Is story.
For quite some time now I’ve been on an epic quest. I’ve had to re-view the past & be willing to turn my world upside down. And I have willingly done this.
When I did look forward I seemed to be careering all over the place, but now looking backwards, I rather fancy I see patterns emerging.
During my questing research I wandered into a book called Classical Mythology. Somewhere in it’s pages I came upon a description of Gungnir, the famous spear of the chief Norse god, or All-father, Odin.
This book told me that Gungnir’s shaft was carved from the sacred wood of Yggdrasil (the Cosmic Tree) & that after gaining knowledge from this World Tree, Odin had broken off a bough & fashioned a perfect staff from it’s holy wood.
Those words set my mind a-galloping.
Checking up on Yggdrasil, I was told that it’s name translates to something akin to ‘dreadful mount’.
Ye gods thought I, could they be referring to …
… this place?
The mount of Holy Wood
While I’m sure that we can link holly symbolism to this place, I’m long passed seeing that title as anything other than the rite-heavy Holy Wood.
I found out later that the mount referred to above either represents Odin’s steed or the World Tree (Yggdrasil) as a gallows. But by then it didn’t matter, for I had already set sail on a voyage of un-discovery.
And I rather think the journey was worth it.
“Yggdrasil, the World Tree lay at the heart of the universe“
“Yggdrasil … is an immense [ash] tree that is central in Norse cosmology; the world tree, and around the tree exist nine worlds … The gods go to Yggdrasil daily to hold their courts. The branches of Yggdrasil extend far into the heavens, and the tree is supported by three roots that extend far away into other locations.”
“On Yggdrasil Odin sacrificed himself, hanging wounded from the great tree [for nine days] in his search for knowledge.”
I reckon we can look quite candidly at Holy Wood as the heart of today’s world.
The Yggdrasil of modern life, you could say…
… the World Tree around which our lives & worlds have been made to rotate.
Holy Wood is the axis of even more spheres;
Fret not, faithful reader, this is no mere mentaling-madness – we have interesting f-actuals to ford & a few familiar hills to climb.
“In Norse mythology, Gungnir (Old Norse “swaying one”) is Odin’s magical spear; it always hits its mark and always kills.”
We recall that Gungnir was said to have been made from the Holy Wood of Yggdrasil.
Would it interest you to know that Holy Wood (Hollywood to unbelievers) revolves around a spear.
“The meaning of the name Oscar is ‘Divine spear‘.”
“He [Odin] is also a god of war, appearing throughout Norse myth as the bringer of victory… In the Norse sagas, Odin sometimes acts as the instigator of wars, and is said to have been able to start wars by simply throwing down his spear Gungnir, and/or sending his valkyries, to influence the battle toward the end that he desires…”
“ the most prevalent… story of the Oscar’s origins concerns Academy secretary Margaret Herrick. Upon seeing the award for the first time, she supposedly proclaimed, “It looks just like my Uncle Oscar.” If the story is true, she was likely referring to her cousin, Oscar Pierce”
… are you serious?
… the original Oscar award?
‘A divine spear pierce‘
… cODINcidentally – “he-rri-ck is of Old German origin, and the meaning of Herrick is “war ruler“.
Every year the demi-gods & goddesses of Holy Wood, assemble on the red battlefield …
… to stage a war that is launched by a godly spear (sphere).
“The purpose of using pole weapons is either to extend reach or to increase angular momentum—and thus striking power—when the weapon is swung”
We cannot continue without a small nod & a wink to the mil-Lion Man. Once upon a previous time, I looked at the Six Million Dollar Man & saw Osiris looking back.
I have now also found that when …
… viewed through different prism bars – he takes on a decidedly Odinish tinge.
Aha! With that VERY sentence I now see that which I did not see, before – just look who’s tucked inside the one-eyed, better, stronger, faster man:-
Some other mirrored images
Odin has his trusty spear, Gungnir & so too does Steve Austin …
Odin is the resurrected god – hung upon the holy wood of Yggdrasil for nine days in order to become better than all the rest.
Steve Austin is the resurrected man – brought back to life & automated to become better than all the rest.
Odin traded one of his eyes for a sip from a Well of wisdom guarded by the severed head of the god, Mimir. Steve Austin becomes like a god through the minstrations & operations of one Dr. Rudy (“red-head in polish language“) Wells.
The man who played the resurrected Steve Austin, was given the suitably grand name Lee Majors. His birth name has an interesting death of a king resonance – Harvey Lee Yeary (& yes born just six months before Lee Harvey).
The man with six zeros went on to star in a movie called The Norseman, playing a character by the name of Thorvald.
You may or may not recall that Thor, the Norse god of very big hammers, was Odin‘s son. The movie, by all accounts, is very bad, but that matters not, in these matters does it knot? Further illumination comes from paying attention to the director – one Charles B. Pierce – I presume you’re getting a larger picture.
- Holy Lance or Lance of Longinus, said to be the spear that pierced the side of Jesus (Alternatively, the Celtic Rebel has a whole different outlook on this)
- Gungnir Spear of Odin, famous god in Norse
- Amenonuhoko Spear of Izanagi and Izanami, creator gods in Japanese mythology.
- Spear of Lugh or Spear of Lúin named after Lugh, a god in Irish mythology.
- Gáe Bulg Spear of Cúchulainn, hero in Irish mythology
- Trishula Spear of Shiva, a Hindu god.
- Octane Serpent Spear of Zhang Fei (Yide) from the Three Kingdoms period in China.
- Spear of Fuchai, the spear used by Goujian’s arch-rival, King Fuchai of Wu, in China.
- Poseidon’s Trident Greek sea god’s three pronged spear given to him by the undersea Cyclops
Spear is a “variant of spire“.
If one drops in, in front of a spire …
Behind the name Odin aka All-father,
lies genius & madness;
“Odin …probably from *wod-eno-/*wod-ono- “raging, mad, inspired,” from base *wet- “to blow, inspire, spiritually arouse“
Is there any good reason, why we should take Norsely-mythical influence seriously, in our modern world, you ask?
You mean other than the fact that they colour four sides of the prism that keeps us weak?
“Many of the days of the week reflect the Nordic cosmology of the Ash Tree [Yggdrasil] – aka Holy Wood.
Tuesday Tiwes Nordic Goddess Tiwes
Wednesday (from “Wotans Germanic for Odin)
Thursday (Thor’s day from Nordic god Thor)
Friday (German Freitag from Nordic goddess Freyja)
Saturday (day of Saturn, the original sun)
Sunday (Sun day, the modern sun after 9,500 BC)“
Let’s get just a little side-tracked:
“The Romans … would force prisoners to walk underneath a ‘yoke of spears’, which humiliated them. The yoke would consist ofthree spears, two upright with a third tied between them at a height which made the prisoners stoop … The word subjugate has its origins in this practice (from Latin sub = under, jugum=a yoke).” wiki
Back on track . ..
“The Christmas tree is a Nordic visual metaphor of their creation myth. It represents their cosmology … it appears that only the Vikings embedded themselves in a creation myth that closely resembles that of the Christmas tree. However, they called their tree, the Ash World Tree”
At the foot of mighty Yggdrasil, hover the three Norns: –
“female beings who rule the destiny of gods and men, comparable to the Fates in classical mythology“.
“The importance of the Norns in the Odinic world view is seldom appreciated by historians and mythologers … If we look at the etymology of the names of the three Norns (Urd, Skuld, and Verdandi), we can go a long way toward grasping the concepts they embody.
“Urd“ is cognate with “Wyrd”, the Anglo-Saxon word for the unseen influences behind events … Urd is depicted as being the guardian of a bottomless well … represents the unmanifest potential, everything arises from the unmanifest, and returns to it … Wyrd is a web of interconnections within a larger web“ (Rest of excellent article here)
Now we need to cast our net a little wider.
“Urd, Urth – goddess of fate: a giantess who personified the past”
“The original, single, eldest Norn was Mother Earth, Ertha, Urth, Urdr”
“Urd, etc., who represented Fate and the Word of creation. She was Wurd”
“other variants of her name include Wurd (Old High German), Wryd (Anglo-Saxon, commonly translated as “Fate”), Weird (English), Urth, Urtha, Urdr, Urda, Ertha — our word “earth” is derived from her. She was the Norn of destiny.”
“The three Norns were known collectively as Die Schreiberinnen, “the Writing Women,” who wrote the on-going book of Destiny in which they revealed the deep secrets of the universe … They were writers, not spinners”
Although I could find no accepted etymological facts to back up the above statements, the word wyrd, is too damn close to the word to be under-looked.
And indeed I suddenly feel like I’m looking at the design plan of a grand architect & it all feels so familiar:
Norse mythology has it’s own 2012 countdown sequence called Ragnarok
Here are some sentences of sense tense I’ve split four ways for you
On Ragnarok, the Earth will be torn apart during a battle between the gods and the giants
On Ragnarok, the Word will be torn apart during a battle between the gods and the giants
On Ragnarok, the Past will be torn apart during a battle between the gods and the giants
On Ragnarok, Destiny/Fate will be torn apart during a battle between the gods and the giants
If history be a glut of lies, would this scenario be such a bad thing?
Let’s direct our attention back to the Holy Mount …
the scripture of the modern world.
“Old English wyrd is a verbal noun formed from the verb weorþan, meaning “to come to pass, to become” … Adjectival use develops in the 15th centrury, in the sense “having the power to control fate“, …
… originally in the name of the Weird Sisters, i.e. the classical Fates, in the Elizabethan period detached from their classical background as fays, and most notably appearing as the Three Witches in Shakespeare’s Macbeth.”
“fate – late 14c., from L. fata, neut. pl. of fatum “thing spoken (by the gods), one’s destiny“.
Ah yes, we come at last to Shakespeare – the name applied to the riter of centuries-worshipped wyrds.
The One who took the English Word round the Globe.
In our fantasy dating of this article, we find that Meister Shakespeare was in situ near the beginning.
I’d been wondering, you see, if we could see Shakespeare as the All-(grand)father of the Church of Holy Wood.
See him as the One who planted the seed that would become the Yggdrasil around which this modern world/word revolves.
Each day the Norns “draw water from the well … which they pour over Yggdrasill so that its branches will not rot.”
Each day the fruits of Holy Wood are fed into the minds of millions, so that their words are re-newed over & over again.
We recall that Odin “is associated with wisdom, war, battle, and death, and also magic, poetry, prophecy, victory, and the hunt“.
Hey wouldn’t it be hysterical if history really did begin five hundredish years ago?
Imagine if that story was simply the scenery & stage props designed to make our modern world appear real.
Ever noticed how similar the words Destiny & Disney are?