The Never-Ending Ritual: The Locusts are Coming.




The Winter Olympics just wrapped up, and did so in style. We saw several Secret Sun Scrabble bases being hit (twins, Orange, etc etc) throughout the past two weeks, but I was particularly interested in the massive Orb/Pearl ritual, led by a gauntlet of young women dressed in cloaks and hoods.

No, seriously- check it out. And wonder with great admiration.




Those of you who have consumed way too much junk culture will immediately recognize that particular combination. Orbs are an old standby for different varieties of evil magicians; warlocks, sorcerers, witches, wizards. 



Which is exactly why it's so astonishing how wide out in the open all of this stuff is now, and how many ridiculous excuses the media shills are forced to concoct to explain it. 

I guess they're getting tired of doing so, which might be why dissenting voices are being methodically silenced on social media and so on.


And let's not forget this little display in New York City's Madison Square Park, the same spot in which the Watchers were installed for the Event Horizon exhibit.




15 year-old skater Alina Zagitova won Russia its first gold medal of the festival, with her flawless performance as the "Priestess of Fire. "

No, seriously. Priestess of Fire. I believe she even woke to light it.



Note thematic connection to the Sphinx in the Gucci Hallucination line for 2018. Which is the current world champ at Secret Sun Scrabble.



Zagitova (whose surname seems to mean "Sweet Girl") also put on a bravura performance dressed all in Scarlet (or Ruby, if you prefer), and glittering with gold, precious stones and pearls.

Some interesting messaging surrounding this girl. Keep an eye on her.


And on the other end of the spectrum altogether, there's that. But hey-- Scottish-born Angus Young ftw.



And of course, our old friend Chimera Q. McTransgene-Terror made another appearance in the closing ceremonies, just to give any little ones watching their required dose of nightmare fodder.


THE FAULT IN OUR STARS

I'm not going to get back into the Parkland situation per se but I did want to share a few pertinent details that have recently come to light.

We discussed the fact that this all took place on Valentine's Day and Ash Wednesday and just before the New Moon, Chinese New Year and an solar eclipse. 

But Greg Ahrens, a USAF vet who does work on stellar alignments and major events for Richard C Hoagland's Enterprise Mission, ran the numbers on the time and location of the shootings and came up with some interesting data.

ALIGNMENTS: 2:21 PM EST, Observation from Parkland, Florida, 
Orion's Belt Stars RISING on E horizon 
(Alnitak minus 1�, Alnilam 0�, Mintaka plus 1�}
Saturn SETTING on SSW horizon 0�
Moon plus 33� above SW horizon
Venus plus 49� above SW horizon
Regulus minus 46� below NE horizon
Vega plus 27� above WNW horizon

Well, there are some numbers we've talked quite a bit about in the recent past, eh?  Make of all that what you will. 

I know I sure am.



But I do want to take a quick look at the woman the school was named after, an eccentric spinster from my old neck of the woods who came down to Florida and got involved in the environmental movement, specifically efforts to clean up the Everglades.


Douglas --a Scottish name meaning "Dark River"-- wrote an autobiography about her work entitled, appropriately enough, Voice of the River. 

So here again we're seeing these emerging archetypal dominants connected to the waters and to the feminine principle (give or take, in this particular instance) lurking in the background.



And it goes without saying that you-know-who was depicted as the voice of the river in you-know-what music video.



I did find this interesting, though; Douglas with a coterie of "dignitaries" dressed in ritualistic-looking robes for the "Venetian Ball."


Because a "Venetian Ball" is precisely what's depicted in Kubrick's last film, Eyes Wide Shut. 

And try this on for size, Sergeant:
The Carnival of Venice (ItalianCarnevale di Venezia) is an annual festival held in VeniceItaly. 
The Carnival ends with the Christian celebration of Lent, forty days before Easter, on Shrove Tuesday (Marted� Grasso or Mardi Gras), the day before Ash Wednesday.
Huh. Interesting. 

Here's another interesting little cascade of coincidentalism for you nice people out there. 

First, a couple years back the NRA debuted a new logo-- a battleflag, if you will-- that depicts a descending -- or falling-- eagle. I'm seeing a lot of it as the NRA slug it out with the media over the shootings.






We saw how the Stoneman Douglas Eagles use the exact same symbol as the newly-crowned Super Bowl Champions, the Philadelphia Eagles, only redone with the ruby-red colors of the school.

But where did the Eagles get the symbol from?


Oh. I see.



From the NRA.

What's it all about? You asking me? Seriously?



THERE'S LOCUSTS IN THERE



A reader pointed out that Wikipedia claims that the word Dubai means "baby locusts." According to the United Arab Emirates website that's essentially accurate:
DubaiThe name of this emirate and its capital came from the word �locust� (in Arabian �dibba� and diminutive - � dubai"). 
It may be connected with the fact, that it was the place of locusts breeding, that like wet soil. According to the name of the district �Bur Dubai� (�locust well�) there was a well here long time ago. 
In fact it means "a place where the locusts breed." Thank you for that, D::Wave--your wry sense of humor never fails to tickle. 

Let's open our Bibles to the Revelation to St. John and see what it has to say about locusts: 
"The shape of the locusts was like horses prepared for battle. On their heads were crowns of something like gold, and their faces were like the faces of men. They had hair like women�s hair, and their teeth were like lions� teeth.  
"And they had breastplates like breastplates of iron, and the sound of their wings was like the sound of chariots with many horses running into battle." -  The Revelation to St. John
Oh, what joy-- transgenic chimera locusts. My favorite.



Now, growing up I heard a lot of theories as to who the locusts were; some claimed they were the distinctive Chinook helicopters made famous during the Viet Nam era and later the notorious black helicopters. 

Charles Manson believed the locusts were The Beatles and that he was their scryer ("Revolution 9" was a reference to "Revelation 9," where we meet the Beatles, er, Locusts).

How about that nutty Manson, ey? Can you imagine thinking some drugged-out British pop singers were the heralds of the Apocal...

Ahem. 

Sorry, something stuck in my throat. 

Hey, how about your local sports-team people, eh? Think they're going to win this year?



Well, as it happens, it looks as if the US military is fixing to settle the argument once and for all with their LOCUST drone launcher, which was designed to launch "swarms" of drones.



You know, like what you see in Slaughterbots

Yeah, that's actually real. Just what we all needed.



By my reckoning it's all part of the same emerging narrative we've been looking at here, with the locusts having some connection to the Vegas and/or the Pearly Dewdrops' Drop, rising from the Abyss (the ocean depths and or the far reaches of space) to do battle with the Saints.

But as soon as I heard "locusts," my one-track mind rode the rails straight back to the throne of--you guessed it-- Our Lady, Queen Dowager of Sibyls. 

Specifically, the cathartic valkyrie-cry "In the Gold Dust Rush" that we puzzled over a few months back. 

Let's go over the lyrics to the chorus (ignore the silly junk you read out there on the lyrics sites):


Gold Dust Rush
Honey is Harbor
Gold Dust Rush
There's locusts in there
She got the old fool gold

Now we saw how these lyrics uncannily corresponded to the exact nature and location Jeff Buckley's drowning deathbut who ever said prophecies can't be multipurpose? 

Or perhaps we're not looking at prophecy but that hypothetical Fraser-cult we keep finding the fingerprints of all over the world now.

Oh, like in Dubai, for instance. 


If you don't know about Dubai already, well suffice it to say it's basically the new Babylon, or at least one of them. London is certainly another, and Las Vegas is another still. 

I like to call Dubai "Babylon Prime" given its proximity to OG Babylon and the fact that they actually rebuilt the farkin' Tower of Babel there. 

Then again, I'm kind of partial to "DubaiBylon."

The Tower of Babel in the middle- just in case you dropped in here from outer space-- is the one from the Millennium Dome Show, the production in which the roadmap to our future was spelled out for us.




Let's start with "Gold Dust Rush, Honey is..."


This is a relatively low-intensity hit here, leading me to wonder if these syncs didn't just burst into being from the Akashic Field. 

But Arab Emirate Dubai claims to produce the best honey in the world and there's a large firm called Gold Dust Interiors that creates high-end designs for the moneyed pashas of the city-state.

Next we have, "...harbor, There's locusts in there." 



OK, this one is a lot more interesting. There's yet another massive project in the works for what's being called "Dubai Harbor," tucked right beneath the ritual center of the Palm Jumeirah.  

So "Dubai Harbor" is simply another way of saying "Honey is harbor, there's locusts (literally: Dubai) in there." Well, after a fashion.

Oh, do you need to see how this all lays out on a map? 

Coming right up...


So as it happens, "Honey is Harbor, There's Locusts in There" will be aligned between the coastline bordered by Elizabeth Spa on the south, and Oracle Systems and Fraser Suites Dubai on the north/northeast.


And there's that Orion's Belt FLAP alignment again. Give or take.


Hey, how many times have I told you about this? I've warned you all a million times; it literally never ends. 

Anyway, all of this syncs up with our overarching narrative. Not only are the locusts identified with Apollo (in his incarnation as Apollyon, or Apollo the Destroyer) in Revelation 9:11, honey is also identified with prophecy in Revelation 10 and the Homeric Hymns as well.
And I went unto the angel, and said unto him, Give me the little book. And he said unto me, Take it, and eat it up; and it shall make thy belly bitter, but it shall be in thy mouth sweet as honey. 
And I took the little book out of the angel's hand, and ate it up; and it was in my mouth sweet as honey: and as soon as I had eaten it, my belly was bitter. 

And he said unto me, Thou must prophesy again before many peoples, and nations, and tongues, and kings. -- Revelation 10: 9-11
In the Greek tradition-- itself strongly influenced by its Babylonian antecedents-- honey is the very essence of prophecy. 

In fact, honey is the very currency of prophecy, particularly as it applies to the Thriae or "Bee Maidens" who taught Apollo the precognitive arts, who in turn grants those gifts to the Sibyls and Oracles:


They dwell in houses under a ridge of Parnassus �
teachers of divination, independent of myself.
When I was a herds-lad,
I practiced their art
though my father considered it not worth his attention.
From their station they flit about, hither and yon,
feeding on honeycombs,
bringing each thing to pass.
Eating yellow honey stimulates them
so that when they consume it
they wish to speak the truth;
but withhold from them this sweet food of the gods,
and when they swarm together like raging maenads
they utter falsehoods only. 

-- Homeric Hymn to Hermes


In this light, the verses "wakes to light the fire" and "to rip asunder what he saw" make me a little nervous, all the more so in light of the Sibyl's enviable prophetic track record.

Now, go on and call me crazy if you must, I've heard it all before. 

When you're done, do try to notice the sequence of "alamandite" (re: almandine garnet) and the "rooster eye on my star" correspond directly to January (whose birthstone is the garnet) and 2018 (still the Year of the Rooster at that point), when something seemed to wake and light the fire.

Which fire am I talking about?


Well, maybe its the "Ring of Fire." Which has been rather disconcertingly active as of late. Those are all the earthquakes in the past 24 hours:

 

Do note that this information- like pretty much everything I present here-- is taken from entirely mainstream news sources. Now, I certainly hope this will all blow over but "earthquake swarm" is not exactly reassuring language, is it?


And it's not as if these are all just piddly little temblors we're talking about here, they're getting increasingly stronger and more frequent.


Let's consult with an actual expert on the whole topic of Oracles and Sibyls:
"Above anything else (Apollo) was a god of oracles and prophecy - and the oracles he gave out were riddles, full of ambiguities and traps. It was the people who believed everything was bright and clear who ended up in trouble.  
"Often he's associated with bright music and song. And yet, especially in Anatolia, he had a very different side.   
"There songs were sung in his honour that were full of strange words, sung in an incantatory language no one could understand." - Peter Kingsley


Yeah, that's in effin' DUBAI

"I had no aspirations at all really. I just had a lot of something � what was it? So much sun, I suppose, running through me. All this wonderful sun!  
An Apollonian spiritif that is a word." - Elizabeth Fraser

POSTSCRIPT

And just because someone or something seems absolutely obsessed with hammering all of these signifiers into the same pegs every single time, note that Steven Chbosky-- who synced up Beauty and the Beast to the mighty "Pearly Dewdrops' Drops"--and by extension the Virgo-Leo 9/23 alignment and by inference, The Shape of Water-- signed with Orion Books for his new novel:
Imaginary Friend...focuses on Kate Reese, a single mother fleeing an abusive relationship by starting over in a new town, with her young son Christopher. Her world begins to unravel after Christopher vanishes into the Mission Street Woods � where 50 years earlier an eerily similar disappearance occurred. 
When her son emerges six days later, unharmed but not unchanged, he brings with him a secret: a voice only he can hear and a warning of tragedy to come.
What I'm saying...


ENDNOTES

* Gold Dust being a TN town upriver from Memphis, "honey is harbor" alluding to the Wolf River Honey brand, honey and locusts corresponding to John the Baptizer, and 'Fool's Gold' being the PBJ-bacon sandwich that killed Elvis in Memphis 20 years before Buckley, etc etc etc.

Compare "in my mouth it was sweet as honey" with "her honey mouth has got me all fool's gold." Fool's gold being a term for pyrite (literally "fire"), a metal used throughout the ancient world for religious and ritual purposes." 

And as we discussed before, Fraser's "her honey mouth has got me all fool's gold, her honey mouth has got me all fool's gold" is remarkably similar to Inanna's (Ishtar) pornographic ode to the shepherd-boy Dumuzi (Tammuz), "my honey-man sweetens me always. My lord, the honey-man of the gods."


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