Your name became synonymous with The Gulf. You and the hanging Thad. If there was some counterbalance to the spin cycle going counter-clockwise, it was you, setting it right in the other direction. You were on the scene about the second leaking well, right around the time our very own Michael Edward was. I didn’t believe in your peak oil theories but you were our go-to-guy on MSNBC and Fox. Now, you’re gone, evaporated into the realm of the spirit, supposedly like the toxic oil you uncovered. Wherever the mystery of death has taken you, you likely know the full story now.
Your sudden departure has raised as many questions as eyebrows and unlike Ken Lay, who I think is probably living out the rest of his life in some place like French Guyana, your exit is real, if not necessarily legit. I don’t have any astrological correspondence for this and perhaps it’s best not to. You laid it out there, CFR and all.
If there truly is no separation, your work will continue through refined filters and astral-media.
The level of strangeness regarding the Gulf is reaching epic proportions. One day it’s “the top kill” the next it’s “the bottom kill.” Charges have been levied that BP is using ROV footage from some other well, rather than the capped top and bottom killed Macando well. All this talk of tops and bottoms is all too close to the seamier side of Craigslist if you know what I mean. I guess in this situation, BP is definitely the top.
Did I mention that supposedly, all that oil is gone as well? So is Tony Hayward, taking his anaretic grin back to his manse, now paid off thanks to cashing out all that BP stock. But there has been one constant throughout it all. Do you know who or what I am talking about? It’s retired Coast Guard Admiral, Thad Allen. Don’t you feel safer now?
So just who is this Thad Allen anyway? And more importantly, what does his solar chart have to say about him?
In an ironic sort of twist, when searching for “Thad Allen” another related name comes up, author, Michael Thad Allen, who wrote The Business Of Genocide: The SS, Slave Labor And The Concentration Camps. A quick perusal of a brief summary of Michael Thad Allen’s work provides this distilled and potent paragraph from H-net.org;
“The major question driving Michael Thad Allen’s The Business of Genocide is what motivated mid-level SS bureaucrats in their pursuits of industry, slave labor, and murder. Allen rejects Hannah Arendt’s theory of the banality of evil, as well as the explanation that SS bureaucrats were simply cogs in a machine that operated beyond their control. Instead, he argues that mid-level SS managers in the WVHA (Wirtschaftsverwaltungshauptamt, or Business Administration Main Office) were driven primarily by a “plexus of ideologies.” In doing so, he challenges the supposition of many studies, that Nazi bureaucrats were repulsed by their actions. Rather, he argues they were committed to the leadership principle of “productivism,” modernization, racial supremacy, and the goal of creating an SS “New Order” throughout Europe. SS ideals shaped the bureaucracy and provided it with enough ideological consistency. Allen believes that rather than factional disputes, far more cooperation within the SS leadership was possible than other historians have portrayed.”
Pretty interesting eh? It’s even more interesting when I found out that Admiral Thad, retired Admiral Thad, only just retired back in June. Admiral Thad now works for Homeland Security. I also find it pretty interesting that he didn’t slide into FEMA, but DHS instead. It dawned on me that it’s not the EPA or any other dept. associated with the environment or energy, but DHS that is large and in charge in The Gulf. Read the rest of this entry »
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The darkness is encroaching. It’s not just a metaphor. Oil is flowing into The Kalamazoo River, it’s spewing off the coast of Mississippi and it’s gushing in China. Of course the mystery of The Gulf itself deepens. Gas mains are breaking in Austin. Chiron opened it’s veins in Pisces and the planet is bleeding. Let’s hope that it’s slight return into Aquarius can bring some knowledge and web wisdom.
It’s ugly.
It’s crude.
We can use Chiron in Pisces as a metric–the wounded healer immersed in the effluvial history of the world. If water holds the memory of emotion, oil holds the memory of time, of scaly creatures that lounge in clouds of methane and the life that could have been if whales had not taken to the seas to circulate their love throughout existence. We have lived in an uneasy symbiosis with it until now. Now it is foisted upon us in a dark baptism, reminding us of the stain of our original sin. No, it was not eating of the tree of knowledge, it was being convinced that the world could be owned and that we had to pay a price to live here. As J. Paul Getty once wryly decreed, “The meek might inherit the Earth, but they won’t own the mineral rights.”
Mars is about to shift into Libra. That’s a good thing. That’s a John Lennon kinda thing. He had Mars in Libra at 2 degrees. We know what he stood for and ultimately died for. Double Fantasy exudes a certain peace arrived at mid-life but also hints at darker themes, played out by his animatrix. Some think that the title of the album is a veiled reference to Paul/Faul, but I digress. The true distillation of Lennon’s Mars in Libra manifested in the 70’s with sleep-ins and city signs for peace. Perhaps to it’s detriment, Mars in Libra demands peace and equality. It’s counterpart/opposite Mars in Aries, makes no such demands. It simply acts out the will and peace is a byproduct of the activation of it’s nature. That said, Mars in Libra can whip things up, even though it’s a little defensive at times. My advice to you over the next 43 days? Stick up for the little guy and even the middle guy. The event to keep your eyes on? The fight over immigration in Arizona.
Immigration is a challenging issue and presents some deep complexities. On one level, we can see the inhumanity of a crappy existence in Mexico, where the poor have little chance at raising their living standards, meanwhile the multi-nationals and the upper 1% of Mexico live like Gods, thanks mostly due to NAFTA and billions of dollars that flow back to Mexico through the magic wires of Western Union and pack mule drug runners. Then there’s the karmic level of the colonialist land grab from our red brothers and sisters. Then there’s an ancient echo of Caesar allowing a multitude of tribes into Rome to increase his power base and dilute the senates. Then there’s the issue of states rights, versus The Fed. This will be a significant event during Mars/Saturn in Libra. Even now, Jan Brewer, Governor of Arizona is already trying to come to some sort mediated agreement with the feds.
In May 1951, Sylvia Porter, a columnist for the New York Post, used the term “boom” to refer to the phenomenon of increased births in post war America. She wrote: “Take the 3,548,000 babies born in 1950. Bundle them into a batch, bounce them all over the bountiful land that is America. What do you get? Boom. The biggest, boomiest boomy boom ever known in history.”
The largest spike in that boom happened between 1951 and 1955 and coincidentally, that little booming subset has Chiron in Capricorn. As Pluto begins it’s crossing over the first wave of that group and Saturn starts it’s square against them, they will be dealing with power, how they have manifested, respected or abused it up until now. Many of them are walking the corridors of power or seeking to reinvest their lives with meaning and power. In any case, a certain reckoning is going to be taking place, thanks mainly to Saturn. If you’re born between 1951 and 1955, Saturn is making you check your level of power and if you’re using it accordingly. Just remember that higher power is always better in such cases.
Just an interesting aside. I think there’s some strange synchronicities going on with the whole concept of leaks. From oil to wikis, leaks are in vogue, and what does that mean? Well, in the case of Wikileaks, all is not what it seems and Julian Assange is not James Bond. In crypto circles, they call Wikileaks a “Limited Hangout.” Meaning its not meant to be there for very long and it’s real purpose is to disseminate dis or mis-info and to collect/filter potentially explosive material. Apparently there are leaks. Derive your own meaning.
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What is the state of our state of the union? On July 4th, this day, it’s always good to take stock of just what the hell we’re doing here. As many of you who have traversed this blog with me, know that The US chart is in the deepest and most intense phase. The chart suggests that the country is at more than just a crossroads, we are in a struggle to retain our very humanity.
In looking at the US chart, I always refer to The Sibly chart. Ebenezer Sibly was, like his pals, Franklin and Washington, a Freemason and as such, he was versed in esoteric magic, passed down through Atlantis, Babylon and Egypt. This is 1776, so it’s pretty much pre-Weishaupt Freemasonry. The twin pillars of wisdom, Boaz and Jachin contained the secrets of Enochian magic. They survived the destruction of Atlantis and became the blueprint for symbolic and esoteric contact with other realms, shaping physical reality and binding the will to one, common purpose. The founding fathers knew all of this of course, most of them having studied at the philosophical feet of Sir Francis Bacon and Plato, both of whom noted and championed the existence of Atlantis.
Bacon foresaw the new Atlantis as being North America itself. So for the founding fathers, it was imperative that they establish the philosophical beach head of their lineage and they used all the symbolic might at their disposal. The astrological chart of the US was just one tool in their belt.
Sibly, along with Franklin pushed for the specific time of 5:10 PM, though there is still some debate about the actual time itself. Franklin knew that he did not want the US Moon in Capricorn. This would have given the character of the new country a detached and materialistic emotional focus. It would have resembled more a monarchic expression of a collective spirit, antithetical to the one that they were supposedly leaving behind. So Franklin pushed for the documents to be signed when the Moon was safety in Aquarius. This would give the young union a decidedly different, emotional quality, both good and bad, plus, the Capricorn Moon would oppose the US Stellium in Cancer, creating strong sense of duality and division. Again, not ideal at that time. The Aquarian Moon would also be more in line with the Atlantean ideal, progressive, curious, open, detached, scientific and exploratory. These qualities can and have their shadow side as well. Performing experiments on an unknowing and and unwitting public, from Bernays, to Milgram, to MK Ultra, we have been at times, little more than rats in a cage.
The Atlantean ideal is more than just an ideology, it is a spiritual vector, a vibrational expression and wavelength of God. It is an aspect that we must integrate, or as we are seeing int The Gulf (Atalntis) it will destroy us. Part of that integration is to no longer have a stranglehold on technologies that can truly help and liberate us from the dependence of oil and other geo-fuels. The high priests of technology can no longer hold back the dam, because it’s going to burst and it may burst with them, scrambling and scurrying to get to their subterranean condos or deep space craft. Holding back the goods has created a huge imbalance and the planet and spirit of an innovative God cannot be denied.
Conversely, the Lemurian spirit withers and suffers. There is a damning photo of Sperm whale in The Gulf, floating around the internet, one that shows the sad remains of a once proud and free giant. It’s more like a bloated and sizzled bar of tallow now, than the glorious, living library it once was. Here is the damage done to the Lemurian side of us. These are the indigenous species of star systems who traveled great distances to anchor the waves of love, countless epochs ago. They are likely the oldest living beings on the planet. They link us back to our origins and their selfless service has graced and saved us in ways that we might never know. They are in danger now, because the shadow of Atlantis has fallen over the Gulf. It is crucial that the Spirit and The Will, Boaz and Jachin, come into accord.
In The US Chart, The US is experiencing two, major return aspects. The first is of course Pluto Return. Editors note Pluto is at 28 degrees in the US natal chart (not 9 as previously stated–thanks David) It will return near the end of it’s reign at 28 degrees. It will return in Marc of 2022, which will hopefully signal the beginning of the new, Aquarian Age.
Saturn in Libra resides in the USA’s 11th House. This is a strong marker/indicator about how rights centric we can be, regardless of party affiliation. Whether it’s gay or straight, right or left, rights are an intrinsic value for everyone in the USA. Saturn in Libra demands equality and relationships based on reciprocal values and exchanges. The 11th House is inclusive and admits all comers. This concept is going to be intensely challenged over the next 1.5 years. Alien rights/immigration, same sex marriage rights, free speech, guns and the really big one, the internet are going to be the hot button topics for 2011. The concept of surrendering rights for freedom will be front and center. Self-rule, sovereignty and personal accountability all rise to the surface. The debate of corporations as people, will also surface, yet again. This phase will be crucial in how the Pluto return gets played out. This is also where the Atlantean/Lemurian struggle, balancing the planetary spirt and will of God also comes into focus. With no end in sight to The Gulf disaster and perhaps even more Deep Horizons on the way, the decimation of species and the screaming cries of our natural heritage will be felt in every cell. Either we’ll have to address the imbalance or nature itself will, correcting the errors of our ways, just as she did in Atlantis.
Transiting Saturn will conjunct The US natal Saturn on 12/19 of this year, 734 (77) days until the second Pluto conjunction in 2012. It will square the natal US Sun and challenge our ideals of liberty, fairness and equality. It will trine The US natal Mars and Uranus (both in Gemini). Some incredibly innovative solutions towards dealing with conflict resolution should be available, especially during a time, where there will be no shortage of voices, wanting to be heard.
Is it all doom and gloom? Jupiter says ,”no.” Jupiter and then Uranus will enter into the US 5th House. During 2011, we’ll witness a flush and rush of romance like never before. Jupiter’s arrival will herald one of the largest waves of birth since the inception of “Gen Y.” In a radical mix of species survival fears and a return to romance, coupled with lack of discretionary recreation dollars, more people will stay home and rediscover the power of sex and love to give them some cushion against the hard edges of the world. People with some money? They’ll be partying like it’s 1999. The pressure will be too great and we’ll see degrees of excess like never before. We can only take so much pressure.
The Phoenix File
Starting on the 15th of July, I’ll be launching “The Phoenix File.” It will be a subscription based newsletter, delivered two times a month (1st and 15th). It will cover astrology but other topics as well, such as “elegant survival,” inspiration, geo-political news flashes and products that will be able to help you move into the birth canal of our evolution with as much love and grace as possible. The lovely, talented and smart, Willow, will deliver exclusive star trends on the first of each month. If you’ve read Willow, you know she knows her stuff. It will only be $3.99. Heck, that’s the price of one Vente, Vanilla Latte. Our wake-up call comes without all those pesky calories. To learn more about “The Phoenix File” and to subscribe, click HERE.
Below is an actual image of The USA Chart, based on Sibly. All I did was pour it into the Chrome effect on Photoshop. It looks like a container of souls. I did nothing to render this except change the filter.
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Finally getting back into the swing of things after my Hejira to the mountain of most high magic. The Gulf still bleeds. I get emails from folks, that if true, are nightmarish. Everything from terribly sick clean-up crews, sans respirators, to dead whales being blown up because they are too big to move. Somewhere in The Gulf are dolphins I once swam with. The rupture in the crust of the Earth’s surface is also a rupture in our psyches, our etheric bodies and we are leaking out into the metallic skies ourselves. But in the wounding we are vulnerable and we are closer than ever before. In spite of scalar waves that emanate from non-space, bombarding us daily, we are primal bodies that exist out of time as well. Those bodies are on high alert, our senses attuned to the danger in the winds. If you don’t feel alive now, then simply pop another Xanax, chase it with a Mike’s and pull down the shades.
We are primordial. We are muck. We are ooze. We are slime. We are Starseed. We are the muddy waters of creation and we feel the deep ache of our body as we glide through darkness of space.
Like our ancestors who lived in synchrony with the stars and the seasons, before methane clouds and illuminated fluorescence, we can sense something very wrong in the air. And like the members of those tribes, we are talking, sharing, speaking of signs, affirming the imbalance, even though those around us, tasked with reporting the truth, have long abandoned their posts. It is up to us now to verify that there are some mighty powerful things going on.
As we enter the vacuum tube of the big cross in the sky, wheeling our way, with the eclipsed shadow of the goat moon in it’s wake, I cannot tell you how many people send me emails or notes on FB, complete strangers that are wiping the ancient sleep from their eyes. The gash in the heart of the world has shook us from our slumber. We don’t need CNN or MSNBC or David Brooks or Thomas Friedman to confirm this. You know it and I know it and if you don’t, you will. If you are reading these words, you’re part of the wake up party. It doesn’t matter if Google or your so-called superior brought you here, you are opening and your soul could care less if your personality has issues with it.
Uranus In Aries–Early Returns
So far, Uranus in Aries has wasted little time in butting it’s head into our reality. Remember that list of bullet point items of inventions from “The Age Of Genius” that I posted? Jet travel? Nuclear energy? The rise of fascism? Well straight out of the chute, we’ve got some phantoms from that time marching straight at us, into the present. If you have listened to my show, you’ll know that they are picking up high levels of radioactivity in The Gulf. Very high. Dangerously high. What does that tell us about oil? Is oil a radioactive/carcinogenic substance by nature? At the end of this post, you’ll be able to see the work of Wade Smith, a safety officer walk through the abandoned oil fields of Martha, Kentucky, getting radioactive readings that are through the roof. This is a field that has been abandoned for quite a while and the meters on the geiger counters peak. What does this say about oil in general?
Do a Google search for “Is Oil Radioactive” and you’ll get 10,400,000 results. One of the top results is a patent for removing radioactive waste from oil. It’s getting clear that the answer is likely “yes.” The very nature of oil itself is radioactive. So here we are, Uranus in Aries, uncovering another iteration of it’s essence. Throw in a little Neptune (Oil) in Aquarius (Uranus/Uranium) and someone or something is trying to get our attention. Is there a correlation between the rise of cancer in the 20th century with the rise of oil and petroleum based products? Chiron in Pisces is demanding that we discover and uncover the nature or all things viscous and fluid, from heroin to heaven itself and everything in between. Oil, our dark God, is not immune to our examination of it’s properties.
BP bought over thirty of Kevin Costner’s machines. Hooray! That’s Uranus in Aries, with a pinch of Jupiter to boot. Let’s hope they actually deploy them and that it’s not too late for them to make some, even small difference.
Buried underneath the rubble of the 24-hour-news-cycle was the story of Tyson Larson, a 28 year-old inventor that was working with a water based fuel system. He was refining his version of compressing hydroxy gas in his workshop, in business park in Simi Valley. The name of his company was “Realm Industries.” Something exploded and Tyson was blown through the back of his workspace. Coincidentally, a SWAT Team was just down the street doing some sort of training drill. Coincidentally a disaster clean-up company, Serv-Pro, was right next door. Nothing happened to them. On a side note, forget getting a Subway, get a Serv-Pro franchise. Disaster is going to be a booming industry in the months to come.
Young Tyson Larson’s life was ended as he searched for an alternative to petroleum. This is not uncommon when it comes to challenging the status quo regarding energy. Now I am not saying that Larson was the victim of foul play, but based on the history of inventors getting threatened or even murdered, we cannot rule out the possibility. Whether it’s dealing with unstable elements or edgy competition, being an inventor in the realm of alternative energy is not for the faint-of-heart.
My pal, Molly Hall chimed in with this about Larson, “That does illustrate the Uranus-Pluto sq. Major explosion, wanting to expand the ‘realm’ – also such a young inventor (Aries) meeting death suspiciously. Yep.
They’re probably not showing you this on your local news, but The US and Israel have quietly moved 12 ships past The Suez Canal, despite the protests of Egyptians at a clear sign of advancing aggression on the seas towards Iran, where Harvard educated, Mahmoud Ahadminejad flashes devils horns and prances around as the new Snidely Whiplash. The dark shadow of Uranus in Aries.
So what does it all mean? It means that you have to get very real, very quickly and you need to know who your neighbors are, where your water is and that you are not alone. Far from it. It’s perhaps the greatest conspiracy of our time; We are far more connected and self-assembling than we know. Welcome to the wake up party.
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Map to the underworld gardens, eternity timeshares?
Last night, I moved amongst the sleepers as they searched for the perfect moment, seeking a misty reflection, desperately trying to remind them who they are. It was a festival of ghosts. I felt like we were all more or less disembodied phantasms but weren’t quite aware of it just yet.
New Orleans is 2,280 miles from Santa Rosa (according to Google), one day and thirteen hours by car if you only stop to pee twice along the way, but for most people out here, it’s as far away as the primordial atmospheres of Phobos. They are twirling and whirling about under some form of chemical seduction, blissfully unaware of what awaits them. The food is raw and hearty. Vegan delight. They have no idea..
While they bounce their energy from one chakra to another, BP continues to pump more and more Corexit down the Gulf’s drain. The facts are coming in on Corexit. It’s one of the most toxic substances known to man. With all of the other options to disperse the oil, BP could not have chosen a more deadly one. Even Dispirsit was over 30% less toxic. The only problem with Dispirsit, is that BP did not have a majority stake in them. By pumping Corexit down near the breach of The Deep Horizon, 5,000 feet down, they broke the sulfuric crude into a deadly toxic cloud, growing into monstrous proportions beneath the surface of the ocean and it’s on the move. In essence, they supercharged the spew from the gusher, distributing it, further and wider than it would had they simply let it flow and used more organic and sophisticated means at their disposal. But that was not their choice–never was. Read the rest of this entry »
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Since the Gulf became more than an inky Rorschach blot upon our collective unconscious, we, as humans do, scramble to rise to the occasion. Left to our own devices, we can be pretty crafty and innovative. When struck with a sense of imminent peril, we can be inspired and lightning quick with our response. Since Uranus has flipped into Aries, we have seen two, fairly innovative solutions to the Gulf stain, rise to the surface. We’re talking some highly developed, Uranian/Aries ingenuity. The following are just two solutions.
I always find it fascinating how life imitates art and occasionally, vice/versa. Take Kevin Costner for instance. Costner’s peak, was not “Dances With Wolves.” Costner’s peak, was “Water World.” “Dances” afforded him the budget and the studio’s patience for essentially morphing Mad Max with The Sub-Mariner. They could have easily titled it, “Wave Warrior.”
In “WW” he spent a huge amount of cash, rigging up a “flotilla” of barges and derricks off the coast of Hawaii. It’s the type of movie making you would not see now. Half of what they did would be CGI, the other would have been shot in Baja, closer to LA and cheaper. By the way, you will not see many blockbuster films this summer. Hollywood’s production schedule is finally catching up to the marinas trench of the economy.
In “WW” Costner plays a hybrid human, who can breath underwater, that comes to the rescue (reluctantly) of a mildly anarchic and unrefined community, who have made their aqueous stand on an old rigging and refinery outpost, which still works, pumps and refines oil. They’re there because some great cataclysm has covered the world in water. Follow me? However, there is a woman, played by Jeanne Tripplehorn, who has a tattoo that is also a map of land. They want Costner, ultimately, to be their Moses and deliver them onto said promise land. He eventually does, but not before he vanquishes a wild, seafaring bunch of S&M attired pirates on jet skis called, “Smokers” who lust after oil/gas to power their jet skies and marauding and pillaging lifestyle. Read the rest of this entry »
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In yesterday’s post, I tracked inventions that were brought into manifestation during the last run through of Uranus in Aries, which lasted from the late twenties, to the mid thirties, moving into Uranus in Taurus in 1936. I brought inventions like the jet engine, computer, and atomic energy forward to give people an understanding of the impact that those inventions had during Uranus in Aries. I also described the creative energy as being fairly neutral and indiscriminate. I had no idea of how dramatic an entrance this has made. Prepare to be shocked by what you are about to see. This is footage from the Deep Horizon rig, crumpled on the Gulf floor. The video shows a fire raging out of control, 5,000 feet down. This appears to be no mere oil field, it looks like an undersea volcano spewing the fires of hell.
Is this just some dark astro-theology? A blazing sulfuric rite of sacrifice at sea? It feels as though the planet is being turned into a weapon and is being used against us. All of this energy is accumulating as we hurtle towards the grand cross and ensuing lunar eclipse.
I’ll have a special, two-hour-show on BlogTalk starting at 9AM PST. I’ll be joined by Dennis Whitney of Strange Planet and perhaps some others, as this crisis deepens.
Hell fires unleashed. . .
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Welcome to the sidebar where we worship at the bosom of women that tickle our archetypes.
LUST IN TRANSLATION
I ran across this woman in all of all places a basketball forum (thank god for the internet) She was a photo and a tag iine to a post for a website called, mexicanlust.com. Intrigued I risked spyware and viruses and held my breath as I crossed the border of curiosity. I was as my son is now fond of saying, "flabbergasted."
This woman is the most ostentatiously, over-the-top, manifestation of a fertility goddess that I have ever seen.
The picture shown above is the most modest on her site, subtitled Aztec Goddess. In one series of pictures, she's dressed as a nun, others, dressed in as little as possible.
Her name is "Maritza" and her bio states that she's a Taurus, May 1, this automatically qualifies her as having mythopoetic status, as a living archetype of Venus of Willendorf, The May Queen and the earthy Empress of the major arcana.
She lists her favorite authors as Paul Verlaine and Charles Bukowski, along with her favorite positions (the arc, the wheelbarrow , the hammock), how many times she orgasms (usually 4-7) and her current occupation (accountant). She lives in Jalisco where she listens to Sade, Everything But The Girl and Toto.
If you want to see a lot more of Maritza, you can go to her website mexicanlust.com.
From The Vaults — Interview With Kool Keith Circa 1998
I did this interview way back in 1998, when I was The Music Editor for MONDO 2000 and a contributer to Getting It, an edgier, West Coast version of The Onion.
Getting ahold of Keith Thornton was no easy feat. Talking with him appeared to be almost nearly as elusive.
Looking back at it I am struck by his honesty and trust, a trust that almost borders on naivete'. He's extremely complicated, really trying to define himself against the grain of his culture, genre and music industry. Kool Keith, Dr. Octagon, Dr. Dooom, Me. Gerbik, all his various personas comprise a strategy; part marketing, part psychological survival tool kit.
I caught up with him on the back end of his tour with DJ Spooky.
GETTINGIT: How was the tour?
KOOL KEITH: Oh, it was cool, yeah.
GI: How was it working with Spooky?
KK: He's an eccentric guy. Takes walks. Every city he would get off the bus and say that, "he wants to feel the city." [Chuckles] Then he comes back three hours later.
GI: Where are you now?
KK: Los Angeles.
GI: Is that where you're living now?
KK: Sometimes. I stay in Miami. I'm in New York for a minute sometimes.
GI: When you were in San Francisco, did you go to the Mitchell Brothers [XXX-theater]?
KK: I didn't go there. But I like it. But I also like the Pelican in Miami.
GI: Were you ever in a porn film?
KK: Nah, that's what people say. A lot of porn stars are my friends. I'm basically a cameraman -- a photographer for models with different looks.
GI: If you could star in a porn film, who would you want to do it with?
KK: Stephanie Swift.
GI: What's special about her?
KK: She looks real pretty, her eyes and stuff. She has a real different type of look. She has an innocent look. I get turned on by girls that aren't actually acting sexy. They are turned out by stuff like that.
GI: Is it the concept of turning them out and getting them freaky that turns you on?
KK: Yeah, like if I met a regular girl who got into something for the first time, something new... it's like if I had an exclusive photo of the girl instead of someone in Hustler that fifty thousand guys get to look at. It destroys the secret. It's not exclusive. I get more girls who are not fully exposed in the industry; they're more a collectible type item. It's like if you had a picture of Britney Spears in lingerie for yourself, versus her stripping in Playboy. It's something like that.
GI: Is that why you have all the different personas -- keeping the identity fresh, exclusive?
KK: Well basically, I enjoy the music industry in a different way. I have to constantly break myself down. One side of me wants to go to the mall as Kool Keith, and then there's another side as Black Elvis that I can show the world and they can take pictures and camera me. I have an image so that I can go to the mall and shop. I'm not obsessed with being recognized. It saves me from a lot of hassle. I want to be known for my art and creation of music.
It's like a Batman and Robin thing. With Alfred and them, they were always upstairs chillin', havin' cups of tea and talkin'. When they went to see the Joker and stuff, they were Batman and Robin. I kinda like that. I don't need the world in my business. I don't need secret cameramen walkin' around takin' pictures of me like "hey there's Keith in his baseball cap eating cake." That's why I wear the Black Elvis wig and glasses. I'm givin' that energy out to the world. It's like Peter Parker, Spider-Man, and Adam West.
GI: Why Black Elvis?
KK: The height of my career. I have to give my own self credit and props. I had to give my own self leverage so people could write me up in issues and columns and books and stuff. I had to fill my own time, blow my own horn. At the end of the day they might not put me in categories. They might not put me in categories and rate me high up as the top or greatest rappers or top MCs. I had to do it myself. Because if I hadn't done it, people would have acted like they couldn't see it. They see me as Black Elvis, cuz I had deserved to be Elvis, not Elvis Presley, but the Elvis of rap.
GI: Have you been to Graceland?
KK: I need to go over to the auction and get some stuff.
GI: If you could get anything of Elvis', what would it be?
KK: The car and the belt.
GI: The Cadillac?
KK: Yeah.
GI: Have you ever been in a movie?
KK: I did one movie, Champions with Ken Shamrock. It was on Showtime. Danny Trejo was in it. It was a movie about kickboxing -- fighting Octagon-style. Remember when it was that type of fighting, when dudes had to die?
GI: Yeah.
KK: So it was a movie like that. It was kinda crazy. You can rent it at Blockbuster.
GI: Nothing other than that?
KK: Nothin' but those Sprite commercials.
GI: What kind of movie would you want to be in?
KK: I would want to play a role other than a typical rap guy. I want to play roles that people wouldn't think I would play. I want to be in action films... do somethin' different. Like a horror film, a lawyer, an ill doctor or somethin' like that.
GI: Did you really get a million dollars from Sprite?
KK: Yeah.
GI: What did you do with all of that money?
KK: I enjoy my life.
GI: On Spooky's Riddim Warfare, you did a track called "Object Unknown." It was about seeing UFOs in Brooklyn. Did you really see one?
KK: [Laughter] I seen different shit walkin' around the Bronx at night. I mean I've seen different things. But I had no witness to cover me.
GI: What did you see?
KK: I seen some flyin' shit. It wasn't no airplane.
GI: What did it look like?
KK: It was round, like some Saturn shit around it. It wasn't no blimp either. It was ill; it was like, "what the fuck was that?" It wasn't a fuckin' airplane.
GI: So when you saw that object in the Bronx, was that your inspiration?
KK: It was some fuckin' crazy shit. It bugged me out. I thought it was some kind of naval testing thing. They have stealth shit. But it wasn't that.
GI: Have you ever met David Bowie?
KK: No. I've seen him a lot. Different places. He goes with Iman right?
GI: Yeah.
KK: He's lucky he came up on Iman. I had a girl like that once in Amsterdam. She was an Ethiopian girl -- little smaller.
GI: What was she like?
KK: She was nice.
GI: Do you like bowlegged women?
KK: It depends. I've been with a lot of different culture type people -- from black girls to white girls. There's a difference in both. Some girls are open-minded, some are very standard. Women have an American standard that's boring sometimes. The corny movie thing, the going out to dinner, that proves to me that you like me. Nobody goes to do something different, like play pinball. Everybody's family-programmed.
GI: What are some of the differences between black women and white women?
KK: From my experience, black girls are more materialistic and wantin' to know what you have -- what you own. And they have big expectations, which makes it hard for a black guy because he has to go to extremes to impress. They're more into the name of what's on the back of your shirt tag. You can't wear nuthin' without inspection,[femme persona] "ooh is that made by Calvin Klein?"
White girls are very open. I notice a lot of [black] guys datin' white chicks. A white girl might help you out because you don't have to go to the far extreme to impress with clothing. You could drive a Ford Pinto. They could care less. It's a total difference. Like with black girls, you could be a college football player and they won't know nuthin' about you. But when you get in the NFL, now they know you.
And then there's geographic differences -- like between California and New York. These girls in New York expect to be with NBA players and they have these bullshit weaves sewn in. In California, you're talkin' to a beautiful model -- you're used to talkin' to beautiful at like the Beverly Center, and then you go to New York and see some ugly girl with high expectations. I was just in Miami. I just left a beautiful place with beautiful fuckin' models and they were talkin' to me, treatin' me nice, givin' me respect and havin' drinks. Then you get to New York and there's some ugly bitch with a messed up weave with some bullshit shoes on, fat stomach, out of shape. And she's actin' like she's the shit. It takes you down. I learned that from music and travelin' around the world.
By me bein' Black Elvis, it's like some algebra problem [black women] can't solve. That is so hard to comprehend -- a black rock star. I'm not a materialistic person. Just because I'm not like Boyz II Men, that doesn't mean that I'm not black. Or I'm not runnin' around murderin' everybody -- they're materialistic. I just think it's ignorant.
GI: Did you ever see [John Sayles'] Brother From Another Planet?
KK: Yeah.
GI: What did you think about it?
KK: It was just some different shit. It was a nice movie. Like maybe blacks didn't support that film either. He didn't do a typical simple-assed movie. It was just low budget. He was just walkin around -- [laughs to himself] kinda like me.