How Odd to Come From Cunts
only to fuck our manselves in to them, again
to make more little men and little women
babies, I hear, we call ‘them’
Ok I get it
So this is this the point where I start
taking the initiative
to be working hard every day
as a Writer, a Musician
the life is well spent in this way
the heart opens up
and becomes blank as canvas as the sky
and upon my heart are writ the beacons
It is my job to entertain/explain both What?
To put this information in to a ‘formation’ that
is adaptable and DELICIOUS
to the minds of men and women everywhere
I do appreciate the landscape of differences
of ALL the stars
so I comely bring them down projected
from the pulsar-wavelength-source
to here, where we be, to you, yo
so expect more and MORE
FROM THIS here giraffe- I mean blog
and by blog I mean this here Writer
and Musician (that is obvs somewhere else
but you WILLS’T hear of it here)
so this is all you need to see now, you magic adamantine soul’d hereoes/heroines
I’m spectin’ ya to follow along – I’ll do my part to add my ‘yes’ to the ‘rest’
So a NOTE I was off by one year – which I meant to check and then DIDN’T.
Perception plays a role here.
though it is cool he released his three babies/books in that 35 (ish) year – I note – so there’s more that isn’t even addressed but yeah anyways here’s my ‘uhhh’ … yeah. :3
This comes from an important place and the year-gap may prove to be signif – Therefore nothing will be corrected – know the year is off- the 36 being a nine – nullifies – and I’ve had this thing with 8 and 9 which will more fully be explained – suffice to say it … isn’t the same that it’s not the 35 itself – but the point stands that everything else is correct – it’s just not GW’s (my face just fell at the GWB syncs I’ve been going on about today but that just… coz I don’t refer to him as ‘White’ in … well anyways – so – ahem – what to say but – besides it being one year off in my maths (and there’s a reason for this now that I look at it with another water sign human I know born in 1982 who… well, suggest that you just keep reading now with a grain of salt and a pillar of cannabis. GO, NOW YEE BEASTIES!
There is one man who has done more for the modern magical (survival)/revival… and to-day he ‘turns in to’ a King.
Today is the birthday, the 35th, (1982 – 2017) which is the age JFK was when he took up to run for Senate circa 1952, however in general this is the age when one is considered legally eligible for the ‘King position’. In this regard is the age one is commonly supposed by one’s society to become an adult.
In America , it is the youngest age considered for sufficient ‘manhood’/’maturity’ to hold the office of president.
It is also signified by the tarot as the point where ones signifier is the prince or princess – it becomes the Queen or King, reversed, there.
So to speak, Gordon’s sun is in Cancer, and Cancer is Cardinal Water. Born in the First decand of cups in cardinal water makes Gordon’s tarot the two of cups.
This might explain why I ‘love him’ ~ That, and those steel-blue eyes and that brilliant mind, dontcha think? And his three/four books… but did I mention he’s the reason we are witnessing this explosion/depth charge of chaos magic and the continued re-emergence of ‘the occult’?
It’s always ‘been around’ (like wi-fi or radio signals) (well, those are new, but they’re ‘always around’, 5G (is) coming (look out!)) And Gordon is at the head of the charge setting off trophic cascades and re-enchanting the world – to circle back around, his signifier court card was the Prince of Cups. Unless we’re talking Thoth, for that is what he is now.
However in general, 35 is the age one becomes ‘an adult’, or the ‘mature’ human version. So the spirit reachers a common milestone. Five Sun’s rotations past the Saturn’s return.
And 35 is certainly fitting. Anyone who owns a copy of Star.Ships or who has counted the arrows rays on TCP or ever read the title of his third book – Pieces of Ei8ht… Will see how this numerological pieces fits.
I originally encountered Gordon on GDS. At that point, I was moved by some particularly powerful combination of feeling like a mix of a looming terror event was going to occur, proffered with ‘proof’ that came from some wackjob breaking down BTTF and The Matrix, etc, as many do, but took it down a twistedly convincing path. So I was trying to ‘warn’ everyone.
[Pro-tip – not one single one of us is any sort of savior – find something cool – make sure it works – but leave the prophecies for Nostradamus, eh? eh?]
And Gordon pissed me off pretty bad when he outright mocked my efforts to ‘save humanity’ – saying ‘I love how much energy you’re wasting/expending’ – something like that.
Later, down the timeline, given we had a chat somepoint in which he enjoyed my take on the tuning fork/letter shin and how that is a trident or a fork and this is used to ‘feed off of’ the energies of the people – he said he quite liked that idea. I do too, still. I still think Fringe was showing us something.
That something has to do with our Reality Perception. Just like we begin talking after I shifted from ‘snit mode’ to ‘curious’ – I was ‘lead’ to read his blog. And it was love at first read. I even recall which article it was… “Much Have I Travell’d in the Realms of Gold” ~
I listened to the music and read how in a Garden in Bath the German astrologer (actually a musician…) who lived with his sister discovered a new planet (Uranus) using his telescope, his perception, to find something no one else could perceive.
Just like~ anecdotes of natives and invisible ships coming to shore they literally cannot perceive physically because they do not have the writing/wiring for it (dubious, I know, but…)
In fact Uranus gets its symbol from its original name, Herschel. Now I don’t think we can actually use rockets to get to ‘space’. I think it’s a perspective ‘game’. Just like how 8th Pink Floyd album cover for The Dark Side Of The Moon displays this property of the propensity of personal perception.
“All you touch
and all you see
if all your life
will ever be”
Speaking of Michael Faraday and William Herschel and Newton, etc…
^ Read ALOUD loves: (“Yes” “Oui” “Si”)
She sells her shells ~
The first topic I got excited about that fateful Sunday when I fell in love w/ Gordon, reading that article, eventually consuming ALL THE WHISKY RANTS in one-go, thank you, is the way it reminded me of the 8 instruments from Link’s Awakening. It is safe to say that Gordon is doing the same for me now. He has already contributed so much. What he really does for me is to inspire myself to be the best and most ME version of my self.
~ Because he just does. ~
Thanks to his work, we know that human history is vaster, that magic is most-accessible, and that we can survive anything and ever enjoy doing so if we have both the proper perception and proper attitude and proper magical effort.
Persisting in this manner will inevitably lead the world to a reasoned-animism- the two polarities combine over and again – and the reenchantment of our universe is ripe and pregnant, ready to gestate just a bit longer – and then she’s ready to ‘pop’ ~
I’ve had such a great sync with everything from The Invisibles to Noah * to Baba Yaga, even enjoying Birto’s (unsuccessful) (first attempt) at summoning – but most of al I have enjoyed the friends I’m making and relations I’m building through Rune Soup.
I literally wept at the notion of ‘Finding the Others’. It felt like ‘coming ‘ in a way. “There are others? How did I not know this?” I’m very much grateful, and because of this, very much looking forward to the LA event(s).
I made this for Gordon. Not for his birthday, but out of sheer gratitude, thanks. I’ll share it here today in honor of this monumentally marvelous day. Happy ascension to the throne of life by our mentor and friend, Gordon White. Happy 35th (8!) birthday Sir.
“Saint Star.Ships” – OF/NLMF 2017
Just as I have learned from Gordon to grow in my own perception, both in the microscope and telescope, that is, to look within for courage I knew not I had, to look without at the real possibilities objectively speaking, and to focus on my power to bring that to me. Just as the electric impulses and orientation of the resonances with the stars becomes us all, so too the heroes journey I am on becomes my humble thanks and admiration unto my mentor, as of today [King] Gordon White.
It is from little to grand life narrative changes Gordon has continuously aided me on, and I grow as gold toward this brighter future – indeed I write this dedication ‘of care, love, gratitude’ in the 8th hour… the hour of the Sun, the day of the Sun… ‘all what’s well-begun’, and what-not… Well ‘good news, everyone’!…
The final note is a personal one – given our love for Twin Peaks – the 8th episode of TPTR [Twin Peaks: The Return] airs tonight, the same day/night as Gordon’s 35th bday. The Universe loves Rune Soup, Gordon, and all Weirdothers, I am compelled to write.
It’s a Golden Gift We’ve All Been Given in the Goodely Chaot-form of Gordon White.
Bless You Sir, and All You Do – May the Good Fortune be Yours, You Magister Of TrophicCascades
Happy Birthday, Ami
Your Friend, Ally, and Confidant
Occult Fan/Nathan Lee
0303 PM EST 25 June 2017 Boston, MA
They say ‘Bowie High on Coke’ but it’s actually a rather insightful, intellectually-spiked, anti-intellectual down-to-earth-artist ‘rant’ which is EXACTLY my cup of tea.
Look for his remarks on his wife, on black noise, and finance motive/politics insights.
So I’ve got a proper blog post planned to write up from the 4 page hand-written-in-pencil-on-lined-notebook-paper draft that I drew up this morning – I’ll make that later.
Today is the 8th episode of Twin Peaks: The Return, or TPTR – that one has legs to stand on, amiright?
So so good people and gargoyles
leadies and golds
the moment is upon us
well, all moments are upon us, within us –
the 8 is prevalent today
I noticed that it is the Tool-like logo – just as I was noting that of the TPTR
The Holy Gift (film) (I am writing The Holy Gift (book)) features the logo for the film project which is delightfully an 8
And that’s about it for now. I’ll post this video here for my readers to watch – this moved me. I’ll be writing more about the film project soon, but for now check this out
So I’ve had Ray Wise on my mind today. And as always, we know what that means.
Manifesty-time! So I search through every episode of Tim & Eric, and of them all I pick one that I hope will have him in it, no big deal, but HEL-LOO-OOO don’t you KNOW/GNOW that my secret wish was to see the ‘business hugs’ one… welp~
IPSO FACTO, CAGLIOSTRO
Episode 25 of Tim and Eric is syncing with the stories shown on Boston’s 7 news this evening between 4 and 5 pm/16 and 17 o’clock EST.
Specific as ‘Columbian criminals’
and ‘weird man trying to be friendly robbing house’
and a ‘Bush’ sync (not to mention the many episode 7 TPTR syncs as well ~)
And then a PEPE/frog sync.
I come back to her
and she says please
Nathan Lee… please
I want to feel the rivulets of your spine
the unique smell of your breathe in the climbe
you know the sound you make when you’re just about ]-there-[
you know who makes you, again, and again
so come to me
as you are mine
indeed the reach
base of your spine
the mesh of nerves
mirror our lives
you belong to me
green yellow red light
#Dougie in #TwinPeaks observing the law of force of motion and sureness of path – the gun pointing statue in the office park indicates firm~ which is a standing wave – which determines absolutely the indeterminate wavelength about it – follow ‘Nude Dale’ of ‘Good Dale’ but ‘Reset Dale’ – Pure Mind Dale – Tabula Rasa Dale –
The way he works – following the pleasant – rejecting that which displeases him – he is Thelema Dale – oh yes – Chaos Magic Dale – oh yes – he is Taoist Magician Dale ~
at least foundationally
he has formation and ‘becoming a Magician’ to do – including how to be in the realm but not of the realm – his mind is a blessing/curse in this way – do you see?
do re-learn from a pure point of positioning – one supposes this is the ‘point’ of ‘orientation’ or ‘initiation’ where-in one then ‘truly sees’ from an ‘accurate angle’… that is to say … one is ‘born again’…
So get me here, that’s what his deal is after Naido resets herself – I have no idea how this is workin’ metaphysically but I’m workin’ at it. Coop chooses not to shock himself (as if he EVEN COULD – THIS IS HER BOX – seems that she is … regenerated but her mother is still coming but note the 15 to 3 please
15 is 6 twice 3
fifteen is a three part five
it reduces by a value reminiscent of itself – there are mysteries of the 15, the 3, the 5, the 6 here and more – ha yes not even going to mince that out but it’s learnin’ time, pappy ~
And this is the firm at which he works, as an agent. Which seems to be Cooper’s fate acrost the seas of dimensions, or rather, from the Lodge Realm/OtherWorld/Wonderland/Looking Glass Land [LGL], et –
Special Agent, he sure is ‘special’ as his firm (‘off in dreamland again, hey there Dougie?- quips the magical little tool/empathetic navigator/betamale caretaker figure who fetches Gopherwise yon suddenly-delicious-to-Frank-making-Nathan Lee-squee-everytime-we-sees-this-scene~
and of course just prior the ‘you owe me for covering your three day alleged bender’ (which ended, to be sure, as a genome evaporated and recycled back in to it’s incarnate parts – reminds me of the Celestine Prophecy – the soul as the little gold orb – and that was a genomic manufacture end-of-the-line-process we witnessed here
so let me try to explain this
Clone Dougie is Real Cooper
Dead Dougie (Dougie Jones) was a (Masonic? – that ring is significant re Secret History to Lewis and Clark/Manifest Destiny/Sinister Forces type spirits of place/history/metamind which we are all dreaming through now together collectively –
DD is actually either a sphere of the sephirot sacrificed (and regenerated) – or he is a golem-like ‘marker’ which apparently seems to be like Vivi in FFIX a living and existing/conscious Personhood-having Human (not to conflate humanity and personhood) – that is to say – it seems he had a grand function to serve – perhaps set in physical dimensional force by DoppleCooper (who goes to Beaulah and Otis, kills Ray and Daria) (Radar I A) – so there’s Good Dale coming from the ELECTRIC PORTAL
Nathan Lee/eel Electric – El / Elohim/ Electricity/Demiurgic insistance ? ? ? resistance?
magnetics? soul vortex? dimensions?
The glass box is a soul-magnet – and then Good Dale was sent by the Demiurgic/Qliphotic ‘TOL” to Da’Ath where he fell amongst interdimensional entities and discarnate stars (look guys, I’m still learning about all of this, but this is … this is all real – Danny Carey library kinda ishkabibble now)
so we’re traveling through the dimensions/realms/the pink milky mauve zone fluid – mother’s milk? intensity… there then the third eye is seen – the RED/BLUE same as the rejoinder of the electric call to the Lodge – but before was the ‘Purple Room’ (MAUVE ZONE) so anyways. Kinda wanna learn to control my mind more. This will make a lot more sense.
Control yourself that you may master your self.
Mark my words Twin Peaks is a Collective Group Unconsciousness Primal Psychic Scream
And It IS Happening Again
We are in it
it will always be here
just as we always live there
When we visit
In our hearts
Just as Levenda
and Miller Foster
use ‘the feng shui of guanxi’
to poetically vincula le literary
so do we
see David Lynch, in Twin Peaks
with Michael Cera
and the buttery, juicy
we see the ability to Norman Mailer us up a
‘Come in Number 51, Your Time is Up’
but that’s too abstract for most of you, even as there are owls around now ~
by using these ‘tools’, there is a place in space/time we can return to
good art will always regenerate
ipso facto, Cagliostro
turn the magnifica
in on itself
and we become the directors
of the actors
of the planets of our will
long steps to sway with me
between both worlds
of the woods
As Icarus claws
his way through mireous clay
forget your fearers
there are beasts to slay!
come o come I say come with me todaye
and we as we spiral infinitely laughing rolling
making this play
heart in the golden grand
the tonal notes of your spectrous eyes
in my mind
I love you
the truth is only what you hear
now I see you spinning listless in your own thread
waiting for my body to be your bed
to hold my phantom close your eager head
holocaust of my charms
burning as white seed
between the miles north of your knees
where we feel reeds
bending in the breeze
with 12 pale zig zag