I came across this video yesterday...knowledgeable, well spoken and passionate. Worth a watch...It seems Soca7 has been at this a while, and yet he's a new face to me. So, I just wanted to welcome he and Monkey Puzzla into my fold today. Along with their joint venture "The Seventh Key" this double shot of Esoteric Research includes tons of videos, music, links, and a blog that appears to be getting off the ground. There are a number of associated sites I will post the links below. Enjoy!
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Call it a KENTROVERSY
Kentroversy was kind enough to have me on his show "The Kentroversy Tapes". It is available now!
Monday, August 6, 2007
U.S. Economic Apocalypse Upon Us
This video speaks for itself about what is REALLY happening economically. Wildman Stock Guru Jim Cramer from MSNBC goes berserk about the present/future (even ripping the Federal Reserve) state of things in the World of Money...
Thursday, August 2, 2007
England Welcomes Kotze!
Looks like our pal Jake Kotze's arrival in England is met with this Multi-cuboid Stargate Crop-Circle dated August 1st 2007 via The Crop Circle Connector. This should give Jake and Ben plenty to do if they make it to the site. What a warm welcome!
A Tribute to ALL OF US
Some weeks I just don't know what to think...
Take a moment, breathe, and LOVE that we're ALIVE
Take a moment, breathe, and LOVE that we're ALIVE
"Strange Magic" from ELO One of my ALL-TIME Favorites. SORRY, the older version available was rough so I posted the 2001 Reunion Show.
Oh, and if you don't own a copy of El Dorado, I suggest you get your hands on it ASAP, and never let go of it.
Oh, and if you don't own a copy of El Dorado, I suggest you get your hands on it ASAP, and never let go of it.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
The Girl(s) Can't Help It!
Two of our favorite Scarlet Ladies are back in the news...
Lindsay "Rose" (Firecrotch) Lohan & Britney Spears might want to get a room...on the heels of Lohan's highly interesting new film's release this Friday [see Miss Hoi Polloi's blog entry "Bloodline Much...?" for some info], she gets busted for drinking and driving again (and possible cocaine possession), and Brit melts down during a day long interview into what has been described as a scene which to me sounds hauntingly similar to Anna Nicole's clown-faced mind-control video. Full details on Britney to be released Friday. Will Madge strip Lindsay of her Kabbalistic moniker now too? For the latest on these two here are some articles that tell the tale far better than I can. I also recommend Freeman Fly & Ben Fairhall's work on this topic...can't wait to see what they uncover with these new stories surfacing this week. Just when you thought it was safe :Lindsay's Arrest
Lindsay's Inner Circle
Esther names a Rose
Britney's Meltdown
Anna Nicole, Britney and Mind-Control (Sat. Feb. 24th)
The Daily Behemoth Britney
Lindsay's Inner Circle
Esther names a Rose
Britney's Meltdown
Anna Nicole, Britney and Mind-Control (Sat. Feb. 24th)
The Daily Behemoth Britney
The circle continues...
Abbey Lincoln & Jayne Mansfield from "The Girl Can't Help It"
Black Balloons, The Black Sun and The End of Days
If you haven't already PLEASE go visit Bev at Exploring the Mysterious . The balloon parade continues, and this time with deathly symbolism...It seems my shadow aferrismoon
has been overcome by The Black Sun himself...having taken an interesting photo just days ago!
http://exploringthemysterious.blogspot.com/2007/07/200000-black-balloons-float-by.html
Black Hole Sun
In my eyes
Indisposed
In disguise
As no one knows
Hides the face
Lies the snake
The sun
In my disgrace
Boiling heat
Summer stench
'Neath the black
The sky looks dead
Call my name
Through the cream
And I'll hear you
Scream again
Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Won't you come
Won't you come
Stuttering
Cold and damp
Steal the warm wind
Tired friend
Times are gone
For honest men
And sometimes
Far too long
For snakes
In my shoes
A walking sleep
And my youth
I pray to keep
Heaven send
Hell away
No one sings
Like you
Anymore
Hang my head
Drown my fear
Till you all just
Disappear
Murderer!
Man of fire.
Murderer!
I've seen the eyes of living dead.
It's the same game - survival.
The great mass play a waiting game.
Embalmed, crippled, dying in fear of pain.
All sense of freedom gone.
Black sun in a white world.
Like having a black sun in a white world.
I have a son,
His name is Eden.
It's his birthright,
Beyond estranged time.
Give me 69 years,
Another season in this hell.
It's all sex and death as far as I can tell.
Like Prometheus we are bound,
Chained to this rock of a brave new world,
Our godforsaken lot.
And I feel that's all we've ever needed to know,
'Til worlds end and the seas run cold.
Give me 69 years,
Another season in this hell.
There is sex and death
In mother nature's plans.
Like Prometheus we are bound,
Chained to this rock of a brave new world,
Our godforsaken lot.
We can't close without my hometown pals R.E.M. and 1987's oddly prophetic "It's the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine)" Check some of the lyrics...low flying planes, wires in fires, crops, foreign towers.
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane -
Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn -
world serves its own needs, regardless of your own needs. Feed it up a knock,
speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear of height,
down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games in a government for
hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies
breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered
crop. Look at that low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population,
common group, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its
own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the
reverent in the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright
light, feeling pretty psyched.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign tower. Slash and burn,
return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book burning,
blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle,
light a motive. Step down, step down. Watch a heel crush, crush. Uh oh,
this means no fear - cavalier. Renegade and steer clear! A tournament,
a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives
and I decline.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide. Mount St. Edelite.
Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic,
slam, but neck, right? Right.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine...fine...
(It's time I had some time alone)
has been overcome by The Black Sun himself...having taken an interesting photo just days ago!
http://exploringthemysterious.blogspot.com/2007/07/200000-black-balloons-float-by.html
Consider Soundgarden's 1994 Classic "Black Hole Sun"
A cleansing for the coming age? This side note about the song...After the September 11, 2001 attacks, Clear Channel included the song on its list of possibly inappropriate songs. Now why would they do that? Unless the song was hitting a little too close to home.
A cleansing for the coming age? This side note about the song...After the September 11, 2001 attacks, Clear Channel included the song on its list of possibly inappropriate songs. Now why would they do that? Unless the song was hitting a little too close to home.
Black Hole Sun
In my eyes
Indisposed
In disguise
As no one knows
Hides the face
Lies the snake
The sun
In my disgrace
Boiling heat
Summer stench
'Neath the black
The sky looks dead
Call my name
Through the cream
And I'll hear you
Scream again
Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Won't you come
Won't you come
Stuttering
Cold and damp
Steal the warm wind
Tired friend
Times are gone
For honest men
And sometimes
Far too long
For snakes
In my shoes
A walking sleep
And my youth
I pray to keep
Heaven send
Hell away
No one sings
Like you
Anymore
Hang my head
Drown my fear
Till you all just
Disappear
Or Dead Can Dance's "Black Sun" from the 1990 album Aion
Murderer!
Man of fire.
Murderer!
I've seen the eyes of living dead.
It's the same game - survival.
The great mass play a waiting game.
Embalmed, crippled, dying in fear of pain.
All sense of freedom gone.
Black sun in a white world.
Like having a black sun in a white world.
I have a son,
His name is Eden.
It's his birthright,
Beyond estranged time.
Give me 69 years,
Another season in this hell.
It's all sex and death as far as I can tell.
Like Prometheus we are bound,
Chained to this rock of a brave new world,
Our godforsaken lot.
And I feel that's all we've ever needed to know,
'Til worlds end and the seas run cold.
Give me 69 years,
Another season in this hell.
There is sex and death
In mother nature's plans.
Like Prometheus we are bound,
Chained to this rock of a brave new world,
Our godforsaken lot.
We can't close without my hometown pals R.E.M. and 1987's oddly prophetic "It's the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine)" Check some of the lyrics...low flying planes, wires in fires, crops, foreign towers.
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane -
Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn -
world serves its own needs, regardless of your own needs. Feed it up a knock,
speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear of height,
down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games in a government for
hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies
breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered
crop. Look at that low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population,
common group, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its
own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the
reverent in the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright
light, feeling pretty psyched.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign tower. Slash and burn,
return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book burning,
blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle,
light a motive. Step down, step down. Watch a heel crush, crush. Uh oh,
this means no fear - cavalier. Renegade and steer clear! A tournament,
a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives
and I decline.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide. Mount St. Edelite.
Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic,
slam, but neck, right? Right.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine...fine...
(It's time I had some time alone)
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