Wednesday, 21 November 2007

The Titan and the Titanic

Back in August we reported on 'the small iron key' which could have prevented the sinking of the Titanic: a story which was greeted with admirable scepticism by at least one of my correspondents, the enigmatic Glasgow Greensmoke. (You still out there, man?) According to the Times, 'the key, which opened the locker containing the lookout's binoculars, was left behind when the liner set off on her maiden voyage on April 10, 1912.' A lookout who survived the disaster, which claimed the lives of 1,522 passengers and crew, was quoted as opining that the binoculars could have made a vital difference to the voyage; a case of 'rearranging the deckchairs' if ever I heard one.

Greensmoke's retort, worth quoting, sarcastically endorsed this unlikely tale; 'denying' that the sinking had anything to do with 'Rothschild frontman JP Morgan, whose umbrella company owned both the White Star Line and Cunard', or any connection with 'the similar sinking of the RMS Lusitania in 1915.' He also 'rejected' any connection to the novella The Wreck of the Titan or, Futility, written by Morgan Robertson in 1898; which seemed to predict the tragedy with uncanny precision. The story is covered covered by Martin Plimmer and Brian King in their book, Beyond Coincidence:

'Robertson might as easily have been writing a piece of journalism describing the tragic sinking of the Titanic, so similar were many of the details. The month of the wreck, the number of passengers and crew, the number of lifeboats, the tonnage, length and even speed of impact with the iceberg were all close to identical.'

Clearly, Robertson was a gifted- unconscious- psychic: just one of many artists we have witnessed 'opening the stargate.' And it seems he was not the only person who channelled similar information: another who did so was W T Stead, whose interest in psychic and paranormal phenomena was very acute. (He was one of the early pioneers of spiritualist research in the United Kingdom, and editor of Borderland: a nineteenth century forerunner of the Fortean Times. He was also, very interestingly, a keen supporter of Cecil Rhodes; an Esperantist; and an ardent internationalist, whose publications included The Americanisation of the World in 1902. Like John Lennon- whose interests were not dissimilar- Stead is memorialized in Central Park, New York.)

Twenty years before the sinking, Stead had written a novel entitled 'From the Old World to the New'- the significance of which I am sure will not be lost on you- about a ship which sank after colliding with an iceberg in the Atlantic. And in an earlier short story, he had written about a liner whose sinking incurred needless loss of life due to a scarcity of lifeboats. But strangest of all is the fact that Stead himself died on the Titanic: distinguishing himself as something of a hero in the process. After the ship struck the iceberg, Stead helped several women and children into the lifeboats. Then, when all the boats had been filled, he retired to the 1st Class Smoking Room, where he was last seen sitting in a leather chair, calmly reading a book.

Does the involvement of two 'sensitives' in the Titanic tragedy perhaps indicate an unseen, even transdimensional influence in the events of 1912? 'Prophecy' and coincidence are exactly what we would expect to find in all such cases: the 'occult fingerprint' which I interpret as the radar trace of the Dagon. And there is one last detail, derived from our research into bee symbolism, which hints at just that. In a recent post, 'Mother Matrix', editor of the excellent 'Y Magazine' described 'the reports of a peculiar “insectile buzzing sound” that precipitates a UFO close encounter or apparition of the Virgin Mary.' In addition, the original Arabic title of the Necronomicon, 'has the meaning of "a nocturnal sound made by insects"'- a detail which leads the pseudonymous researcher to conclude that 'this sound... announces the arrival of the “Old Ones” from another dimension': closely resembling the auditory hallucinations reported by many remote viewers just prior to leaving their bodies. Is it significant, therefore, that the unconscious visionary, Morgan Robertson, would include the following description, of the carnage produced by the Titan's unfortunate collision with an iceberg?

'Amid the roar of escaping steam, and the bee-like buzzing of nearly three thousand human voices, raised in agonised screams and callings from within the enclosing walls... the Titan moved slowly backward and launched herself into the sea, where she floated low on her side- a dying monster, groaning with her death-wound.'

For more on W T Stead: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Thomas_Stead

Tuesday, 20 November 2007

Some Behemoth cuttings...

... are appearing in 'Y Magazine' next month: an esoteric organ published by an obscure magical collective, The British OKOK Society, founders of the ORB. (OKOK Research Bureau.) I'll be publishing part of the article here shortly, along with more details of how you can order the magazine and/or the audio disc which compliments it, but for now let me leave you with some of the choice thoughts of the magazine's editor and founding light, 'Mother Matrix', on a theme which has been rigorously persued in the synchrosphere: the bee.

'A later Edition of Y Magazine will further explore the esoteric mythology of bees and their Secret Order of the Hive, especially in its relation to occult-hermetic-alchemical political systems. For now though, consider how the bees' markings of yellow-and-black are the most supremely revered colours of the Illuminati, representing their two major ritual preoccupations of Sex-Death/Creation-Destruction; and at a deep occult, cosmic level the Solar and Black Suns. Here note the acronym 'EBEs' (Extra-terrestrial Biological Entities) - the supposedly original official term for alien beings found in the notorious MAJESTIC-12 briefing documents. It was coined in 1947 by the team led by physiologist, biophysicist and original MJ-12 member Dr. Detlev Bronk, and since then certain other people with government/intelligence connections have tried to anchor it in the argot of the wider UFO community (without much success).

This is because it is a purposeful cabalistic anagram of 'BEEs': creatures whose deeply mysterious actions may point to them coming to Earth from Elsewhere. Here note the reports of a peculiar “insectile buzzing sound” that precipitates a UFO close encounter or apparition of the Virgin Mary; and that in his Outside the Circles of Time (Frederick Muller 1980), Kenneth Grant relates that the rituals of a modern occult “lodge gone black” were also persistently accompanied by this eerie sound. He goes on to mention that the original Arabic title of the dreaded Necronomicon has the meaning of “a nocturnal sound made by insects”, so we may assume that this sound also announces the arrival of the “Old Ones” from another dimension.

All honeybees go through three distinct stages of metamorphosis (Egg, Larva, Pupa) before becoming an adult - synonymous with the three degrees of 'Blue' Freemasonry (Entered Apprentice, Fellow Craft, Master Mason) that every candidate must make the transition through before becoming a fully accepted member of the Brotherhood. And both Bee and Mason (on the surface) loyally serve their Queen... Bearing this in mind, could the origin of Speculative Freemasonry as practised today have come from the study of bees? It certainly didn't originate from a trade guild for building workers, all that was a fantasy concoction made up after they went 'public' with the formation of the Grand Lodge of England in 1717 (see Born in Blood by John J. Robinson, Century 1990).

The Freemasons seem to want a patriarchal Republic along the lines of Plato (who was into musing on bees), and such a city state is reflected in the honeybee colony, where the male drone's job is to just fly off and mate with Queens from other colonies, otherwise they laze around the hive and luxuriate, being looked after by the female workers who do all the essential tasks. Their Queen is only tolerated so long as she lays the eggs for the next generation and doesn't try to leave. And look at the 'Seal of Solomon' they use - Masonic historians explain its secret symbolism that by removing the two horizontal bars, this leaves the interlaced Compass and Square, the two main Masonic tools - but could this ancient six-pointed star really represent the central radiating hexagonal cell of the honeycomb?

It's no coincidence the infamous Merovingians used the bee as their emblem, placing it on womb-like 'grail' chalices, as for them it represented the holy bloodline of Judah. In fact, the bee was a symbol of 'royal wisdom' from before the time of King Solomon, another hint that these flying helpers of Nature and Mankind either were, or were intimately connected to, the off-world 'First Race', who came to planet Earth long ago to breed with humans and produce hybrid Superbeings, as recorded in Genesis and other ancient texts.

Right here is the origin of the whole “divine right of kings” instinct: Pharaoh-Emperor-Despot as the incarnation of the Godhead, divinely anointed and ordained by God to rule, their divine power and authority passed down the bloodline via genetic heredity. Accountable to God alone, the 'Chosen Ones' are not answerable to the laws and judgement of lesser mortals, thus their subjects have no rights at all. Whether truth or delusion, it worked as the dominant ideology for centuries, continuing in Europe way past the Reformation, and is still there in fact, behind the scenes, helped in part by the ongoing cottage industry of Bloodline Fetish books: a sugar cube before a heap of pollen. Perhaps this explains why spiritually-minded British royal family member Prince Charles is about to make a propaganda film about “the harmony of the beehive versus the modern throwaway consumer society”...'

For more, visit: http://www.okok.4mg.com/

Wednesday, 14 November 2007

A few footnotes...

... to my last post at Battling the Behemoth, all about the King. I was gratified to find, in figures released at the same time as I was fashioning my tribute, that Elvis Presley has regained his status as the highest-earning dead celebrity, seizing back the throne from that upstart Cobain. Indeed, the former Nirvana frontman is now languishing behind another Behemoth favourite: John Lennon, who- in addition to his other accomplishments- is the co-star of New York's Peace Fountain, as discussed here. Apparently- though this is denied by NY resident, Miss Hoi Polloi- surrounding the plaza in which the fountain is the centrepiece, are plaques depicting various philosophers, thinkers and artists. According to Wiki, Lennon is amongst them. It says:

'Despite the Peace Fountain's association with a Christian (Episcopalian) cathedral, many of the luminaries thus depicted are non-Christian icons, such as Gandhi, Socrates, Einstein, and John Lennon'- a clear indication, judging from the calibre of his compatriots, that Lennon is being groomed as a secular Jesus, just as Elvis (and Harry Potter) are too. Rather predictably, Lennon's image is accompanied with a selection of the lyrics of his song 'Imagine', a strong contender for the global anthem of the New World Order, such is its high esteem with the Illuminati.

(If correct, then this would be the second New York monument to reference the song: the Strawberry Fields Memorial, in Central Park, being the first. A mosiac design (in chequerboard-style black and white), the site is frequently the focus of communal bloodletting, for events as relatively minor as the anniversary of the death of a rock star (George Harrison, Jerry Garcia) to the events of 9/11. Indeed, it was in the days and nights following that particular manifestation that the memorial really came into its own- as this strange video from October 2001 testifies. Cyndi Lauper gives a typically witchy performance of the song which lends the site its resonant name, whilst urging the audience at home to hold John's positivity forever in their hearts; looking not unlike some cranky cult evangelist from a CIA PsyOp.)




Elvis made another appearance today, in a rather different context. Discussing the regrettable decision by the Finance Ministers of Germany and France to record a charity single on behalf of Germany's Turkish community, The Times includes the fact that it was his impersonations of Elvis to which were attributed the success of former Japanese Prime Minister Junichiro Koizumi in his country's 2001 elections. (Eerily paralleling the sustained popularity of one Bill Clinton, quite possibly for similar reasons.) Koizumi is described by Wikipedia as 'an avid Elvis fan' who even shares a birthday with the singer: January 8. Indeed, on June 30 2006, during an official state visit to the US, Graceland became the only residence other than an Embassy or a nominated Presidential retreat, to have hosted a joint-visit by a sitting US president and the head of a foreign government: yet another boon for this secular omphalos.

And finally: in August we reported on the cocaine-addled idea of beaming the artwork for Paul McCartney's latest album, modestly entitled The McCartney Years, over the circumference of the London Eye. Here is said artwork: no commentary required, really.

Monday, 5 November 2007

Tales of Music and the Brain

An interesting article in last week's Sunday Times (I'm a slow reader) resurrects a theme we were exploring- on and off- a few weeks back. It all began with the tale of the Czechoslovakian speedway rider who came to after a nasty fall with the ability to speak perfect English; swiftly followed by a similar story of a Yorkshire schoolboy whose meningitis operation bequeathed him a posh new 'Home Counties' accent. Then George Michael entered the fray, betraying to Kirsty Young on Radio Four the unusual admission that his success in music is in large part due to a bang on the head he suffered at age eight. Before that time, the young George had been something of a naturalist- 'obsessed with insects and creepy crawlies'- but within six months had exchanged this pursuit for the path that would make him famous.

Now, in a review of Musicophilia: Takes of Music and the Brain by Oliver Sacks, Bryan Appleyard includes the story of Tony Cicoria, 'a man struck by lightning in a telephone box. A few weeks later, he was overcome by an "insatiable desire to listen to piano music." He bought CDs and sheet music and began to resurrect his childhood piano lessons. Then, involuntarily, he began to compose music in his head. A torrent of notes came, he said, "from heaven." Cicoria now lives in music.'

The article is full of other interesting anecdotes and facts. Anatomists, for example, can readily identify the brain of a musician due to its expanded motor, auditory and visuospatial areas- and a greatly enlarged corpus callosum: described by Appleyard, rather piquantly, as 'the great rope' that unites the two halves of the brain. Or his account of 'the truly strange... Williams Syndrome', sufferers of whom may be unable to tie their shoelaces but 'will sing and play with precision for hours.' What really interests me, however, is not what these and the other stories tell us about the brain- important though that is- but about the interactions which lie just beyond it; which- in traumatic circumstances- seem to have the ability to slip 'into' consciousness.

As an example of this- the reason I became interested in this theme in the first place- I cite the srange case of one Cyril Hoskin, the son of a Devonshire plumber, born in the early years of the twentieth century. According to the account given in his third book, The Rampa Story, he had fallen out of a fir tree in his garden in Thames Ditton, Surrey- not at all far from me, incidentially- while attempting to photograph an owl. He was concussed, and on regaining his senses observed a Buddhist monk in saffron robes walking towards him. The monk told him that the spirit of a Tibetan high lama, called Tuesday Lobsang Rampa, wished to take over his body; a proposal to which Hoskin, dissatisfied with his life, agreed. From 1949 until his death in 1981, Hoskin- now known as Lobsang Rampa- wrote (or channelled) 19 books about Tibet and the occult arts which became bestsellers on six continents. Fritz Springmeier, interestingly, draws heavily on Lobsang Rampa's most famous work- The Third Eye- for his 'Deeper Insights into the Illuminati Formula' manual, claiming that the 'ancient secrets of cranial manipulation' are deliberately abused by the Illuminati 'to create specific mental and personality changes', often disguised as muggings or routine accidents.

Appleyard, whilst he never quite goes this far, hints at other abstruse notions; as we might expect from an author whose last published work was a tome entitled 'Aliens: And Why They Are Here.' The real power of music, he argues, lies in its origins in 'the deepest interstices of the human mind... This is a special art that springs from deeper wells than any other. We can invent painting or poetry, but music seems to have preceded us... by showing us that the feeling of grief itself exists outside the confines of the narrow box in which we find ourselves, music tells us the one thing we really want to hear. We are not alone.'

http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/books/non-fiction/article2731740.ece



Note for Miss Hoi Polloi-


As well as his prolonged channelling of Lobsang Rampa, Mr Hoskin credited at least one of his books to an even more unusual source: his pet Siamese cat, Mrs. Fifi Greywhiskers, whose telepathically-received transmissions he published under the title, Living with the Lama. I reproduce the cover for your pleasure:


Saturday, 3 November 2007

9/11 Coincidence

I've been fascinated by the coincidences, synchronicities and pre-cognitive foreshadowings of the 9/11 attacks for a long time now. I've been planning on compiling an archive to preserve them in; having just stumbled upon the following nugget it seems like now is the time to begin:

'Elvis Perkin's elegy to his mother and father is mystical, finds PETER SHAPIRO:

'It's easy to get lost in Elvis Perkin's back story, but that would be a shame. Perkins, whose debut album, Ash Wednesday, was released this year, is the son of the Psycho star Anthony Perkins and the model/photographer/acress Berry Berenson, herself of noble lineage, including her grandmother, the fabled fashion designer Elsa Schiapperelli, and mother, the Marquesa Gogo Berenson di Cacciapooti.

On September 12, 1992, when Perkins was 16, his father died of an AIDS-related illness. His mother was a passenger on American Airlines Flight 11, which crashed into the World Trade Centre on September 11, 2001.'

[Source: Times2, Friday November 2 2007.]

John Valentini and Vyzygoth have compiled a list of similar examples, many of which have turned up in several of Jake's videos. Steve Willner's films are filled with similar imagery, much of it drawn from children's cartoons and comic strips from the 1980s. The best of these are well-known and deeply weird. Think of the 'Drowned World' sequence in AI, for example; the collapsing tower blocks at the end of Fight Club; or The Lone Gunman episode from The X Files.

And several have been published in 'Beyond Coincidence' by Martin Plimmer and Brian King: a book which- despite its title- applies mathematical probability to events which turn out to be less mysterious or as significant as they might first appear. A mainstream book from a mainstream publisher, one might reasonably expect to discern faint traces of an 'agenda'; for example, in the decision to include the fact 'a US intelligence agency was planning an exercise simulating an aircraft crashing into a tower building on the very morning of the September 11 attack'- no mere coincidence, as should be obvious by the fact that the very same thing occurred in London on 7/7. In addition, they include the following:

'John Woods, a senior partner in a large legal firm, left his office in one of the twin towers of the WTC in New York seconds before the building was struck by a hijacked aircraft. It wasn't his first close brush with death. He had been on the 39th floor of the same building when it was bombed in 1993, but escaped without injury. In 1998 he was scheduled to be on the Pan-Am flight that exploded above Lockerbie in Scotland, but cancelled at the last minute in order to go to an office party.'

'In what appears to be an extraordinary example of prescience, the image of the devastating attack on New York's twin towers was anticipated on the planned cover of a hip-hop album due to be released just weeks after the September 11 tragedy. The artwork for the cover of the album Party Music by the hip-hop group The Coup, depicted the band with an exploding WTC in the background. It bore an uncanny resemblance to the graphic images of 9/11. A group member waves two sticks held between thumbs and forefingers as if 'conducting' the proceedings... The album was due for release in November 2001. In the event, the cover artwork was rapidly redesigned.'

'In the wake of the September 11 attacks, 38 year-old firefighter Michael Moran issued a challenge to the terrorists responsible. During a televised fund-raising concert at Madison Square Garden, Moran, who had lost his brother and 12 colleagues in the terrorist attack, said: 'In the spirit of the Irish people, Osama bin Laden, you can kiss my royal Irish ass.' He added: 'I live in Rockaway and this is my face.' At 9.14 a.m on Monday 12 November 2001, American Airlines Flight 587 took off from Kennedy International Airport in New York City, bound for Santo Domingo in the Dominican Republic. There were 260 people on board. Minutes later, it crashed in flames in the NY borough of Queens, coming down in the Rockaway neighbourhood. There were no survivors. Nine people living in the area were reported missing, feared dead... Many people in the district thought it a startling coincidence that their community, in which many policeman and firefighters live, should have become the victim of such a tragedy just weeks after Moran;'s defiant challenge to the terrorists.'

'In the wake of the WTC tragedy on 11 September 2001, a group calling itself The Two Towers Protest Organization began a campaign to prevent the second film of the Lord of the Rings trilogy being named The Two Towers. Although the film is named after J.R.R Tolkien's book, written and named more than 50 years ago, the protest organisation rejected the argument that the title was merely an innocent coincidence. The organisation... issued a statement which read: 'We believe that Peter Jackson and New Line Cinema's actions are in fact hate speech. The movie is intentionally being named The Two Towers to capitalise in the tragedy of September 11... We believe that the government should step in the stop the movie's production of to force a name change.'

Further contributions to add to this archive, which I will update periodically, are hereby requested.