Ha! A Cosmic Joke on Us

Anyone subjected to the movie Independence Day (1996), had to deal with a blatant violation of the laws of time and space. Jeff Goldblum’s father, despite being a slow-driving old codger, somehow managed to drive from New York to Washington DC [while both cities were under evacuation], in less time than one could make the trip under ideal conditions. Critics of the surface story pointed this out as a gaffe/inconsistency, but those who understand the ritual act of revealing, know the whole point was inform the subconscious of future victims that these two cities would be attacked on 09:11:01 [via Goldblum’s laptop]. {*1}

The subsequent picture, of Lisa Simpson coaxing the family into taking a trip to New York (1997’s “The City of New York vs. Homer Simpson”), however, may simply fall under what some are now calling “synchromysticism,” a chance foreshadowing of what Kotze’s been referring to as “The 911 Mega-Ritual.” {*2}

Under the guise of comedy though? What is going on? Surprisingly, the death [likely “ritual sacrifice”] of Heath Ledger took me on unexpected path. {*3} His upcoming postmortem Batman movie, based on the “Killing Joke” storyline from the Dark Knight series, pauses one to reflect on Meta-Logic Cafe’s startling discovery. Now, I’m finally beginning to understand why the mass media has insisted on putting the phrase “9/11” into our psyche [as opposed to “September 11” or “09/11/01”]:

“I’ve just realized something relatively mind-blowing:
The letter A is the 1st letter of the alphabet, and H is the 8th.
9/11 (9 divided by 11) = 0.81 81 81 81 infinity = ha ha ha ha …”

I had always been a fan of the band Killing Joke. Their music was a hard-edge fusion between punk and avant-garde, that was angry, inspiring and above all, something lacking in most bands that have come out in the last 30 years, original.

While my mind had forgotten, a comment on a related article [left by AstroSphynx) reminded me that the name of Killing Joke’s “live” album was “Ha!“ The two pictures below can only stir the mind that, mathematically speaking, as the chance of repetition approaches infinity, then, the chance of “coincidence” approaches zero.

I’m sure, at first, to many, except for the most die-hard of synchronauts, the idea of 9/11 as some kind of cosmic joke may sound quite “insane.” Speaking of insane, didn’t Jack Nicholson say that playing the Joker “almost killed him?” Ledger took on the role, could then barely sleep, locked himself in a hotel room for a month to prepare, and was found laying prostate in a manner similar to Marilyn Monroe [¿another sacrificial lamb?]. Here’s Nicholson’s response to not being “chosen:”

“No. It’s like, in any area, you can’t believe the reasons things do or don’t happen. Not asking me how to do the sequel is that kind of thing. Maybe it’s not a mistake. Maybe it was the right thing, but to be candid, I’m furious.”

Do these words remind you of how in ancient times, it was allegedly considered an honor to be sacrificed? If mankind hopes to advance, then the joker/fool must die? I’m forced to ponder Mercurial Talisman’s reminder that in Tarot, the Fool [card zero] strives to return us to [ground] Zero [Fight Club Revisited, Butterfly Legend.]. Still, I’m hard pressed to explain away the following synchromystic cookies:

I discussed the syncs between the towers and the number eleven in my review of Oliver Stone’s WTC, but will will reMind that 9+1+1=11. The cartoon images above, may appeal to my inner child, but “understanding” remained elusive.

Despite Kotze’s series of articles/videos on the 9/11 “Pillarmids” and the schematic support showing the how the layout of the Giza pyramids matched the three towers in lower Manhattan, the pylarmid concept failed to become clear in my own mind, until I happened upon these ashtrays in a catalog [below left]:

“Ash” reminds me of the ash that tons of steel, concrete and human remains were miraculously turned into on 9/11, and of pyroclastic flows and such. Thus, the pylarmid ashtrays may be more than” appropriate.”

Perusing the same catalog, I came across the pyramid shaped computers. I doubt the marketeer was trying to match a Giza layout, but the rainbow offering was too much to casually flip past. A mental connection is made to The Food Pyramid. Remember when The 4 Basic Food Groups [nonsense created by and lobbied for by various agricultural concerns] became The Food Pyramid? {*4}

So, when did it [the food pyramid] also come with a Rainbow option? Up until I undertook my last article (The Butterfly Legend), I hadn’t delved into the meaning of rainbows, but now “The Rainbow Connection” seems very relevant and revelant:

I literally stumbled across the Myspace page of the Rainbow Connection Day Care Center, hence the bears on the above right. And, what are the odds of the woman running the place would be exactly 33 years old at this point in time [May 2008; the day I looked], and why the bears? And what of Ursa Majors and Golden Compasses [back-linked]? This joke must be of MonuMental proportions.

I can’t help but reflect on another prior article discussing Eyes Wide Shut [yet another movie featuring the water nymph named Nicole Kid-Man], which in my present state, makes me think that my own eyes were still far from “wide open” when I wrote it. Hm, so would that be kid as in “child” or as in “haha?” {*5}

Note how when The Rainbow Girls present Tom Cruise with a golden opportunity to accompany them to the end of the rainbow, he opts instead for the seedier conspiratorial path under it. Was he following his conditioning from societal mores and programmed perceptions of right and wrong? And, ultimately, isn’t that the same path we are drawn to when we first begin to awaken as well? I am reminded of another song from another band, Golden Earring, but that can wait [¿though, the name does seem rather Saturnalian, no?]

Pyramids and Rainbows? Where is this going? A KooKie monster and King Kong at the twin towers? The K2 resonant Giza and the layout of the pylarmids. Kublai Khan and Xanadu. Kaptain Kirk and Krispy Kreme. niKole Kidman and her scrumptious read end? [Oops! Opened the sweet candy synch.] I was growing skeptical of this Rosebud KK connection, and then I stumbled across this:

So, Homer Simpson went to meet street vendor Khav Kalash at the base of the pylarmids? Now, I’ve seen it all [I jest]! Wait … Kalash is food vendor? I had just started considering how our body is a stargate of sorts, with our mouths being the entrance. Well then, it would seem that the path “under the rainbow” inevitably must lead to shit, while the path “across it” to absorption and transmogrification?

I seem to recall a movie scene where a stargate/wormhole experiment resulted in some being turned into a literal pile of poo [¿I did say “rear end” earlier, didn’t I?]. So, it came of little surprise to me to subsequently learn that the etymology of our exit hole may lead back to the Egyptian Anu, “the seat of the cult of the Sun-god.”

Notice the serpentine path, particularly the head of the snake. Wormholes and multicolored spiraling circular paths? And now, “real” pyramids painted as rainbows [below center]? Perhaps, if we follow the school of thought suggesting that the pyramids were places of transcendence to the next world/dimension, then the Rainbow [bridge] colors are correct?

Even the business world is using the pyramids [below left]. And it should: if you look at the word “business”, one which has been hidden under our nose for so long, it should become plain to see that word is actually “busyness.” In other words, it is the state of being perpetually “busy;” busy under the impression that you are “making” money, while you are actually spinning your wheels, going nowhere. In the meantime, those above you on the pyramid laugh all day [yes, at you].

The last image above, while pilfered from some “Pyramid Scheme” site, invokes the serpent lore, and speaks strongly of influence and control. Michael Tsarion’s Sons of the Serpent and William Bramley’s Brotherhood of the Snake come immediately to mind. I will avoid the tangent of flying feathered snakes, yet try to get back to the beginning [is that an Ouroboros impulse or a Fool’s quest?], dare I say back to “ground zero”???

Odd how I have to go back to the beginning [911], in order to get to the end? Wonder where else 911’s been hidden right under our very noses? Oh, never mind.

So, the number 911 is intimately associated with death, mayhem and above all, blood. If you follow Tsarion’s theory of the sacrificial deal our masters made with the macro-organisms, then the association should seem natural. Blood. Red carpets. Bloodlines. Flashing red lights. Trauma. Fear!

The “Code Red” image also synchs with a movie I just saw this weekend, 28 Weeks Later, where the phrase translated to “annihilating the human population.” The movie, on the surface, was yet another mindless remake of 28 Days, yet it starred Oz-resonant Matrix-navigator Harold Perrineau as the helicopter pilot.

I will have to [in the interests of not spinning too far away and losing focus] refrain from going into Oz, helicopters, or any of the innumerable avenues these syncs could take us. {*6} Pause. Wonder. Is that the whole point? And why is it that all these elements, which seemed so innocuous to us at one time, are so ever-present and obvious to me now? Is it my continued awakening, or is that my ego’s answer?

Are we, all mankind, being hurtled towards the end of a funnel as projected by mathematician Marko Rodin [vortext based mathematics] ? Per Rodin, as we approach the vortex, time and space are pushed closer and closer together? Oddly enough: heard on a slippery [bloody] slope called “Red Ice.”

Maybe we now understand why it was so important that so many firefighters and policemen were sacrificed on 9/11. They were already dressed and marked for slaughter when they arrived on the scene.

But, now I see a trend of us [and I’m no longer sure if I, or eye, can claim I was the one guiding this journey], moving further away from the scintillating rainbow towards the exclusive domain of the color red. Am I now also leading us under the rainbow instead of across it [¿fool’s gold?]? Well, thanks to this last pyramid [above right], I finally have a way out. Now would be the time for the aforementioned lyric from Golden Earring: “Where am I to go now that I’ve gone too far?”

“So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, good night, I hate to go and leave this pretty sight.” The rabbit hole may run very deep, and it may be leading us in [concentric?] circles and what form will we take if we come out the other side? “I’m glad to go, I cannot tell a lie. I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly.” [¿KK’s Falafel?] “The son has gone to bed and so must I.”

 

This article may not necessarily reflect the present views of The Celtic Rebel, and has been left in the archive to show stages in growth and development of The Rebel Path.

 

*1: The film also features Will Smith, who last movie was covered in my last article. Makes me wonder if the terms “freedom” [as in Freedom Tower] and “independence” [as in Independence Day] refer to our or their liberation [Tsarion’s trapped Atlanteans]. The movie in question, also featured the sickening “I’m not Jewish,” “Not everyone’s perfect” exchange of dialogue, which leads me back to the Zionist angle discussed in Oliver Stone 911 Truther. [LB]

*2: As luck would dictate, I found the Simpsons clip online, but by the time I got around to writing this, 20th Century Fox corporation had it pulled from YouTube, claiming copyright. Excuse me! How can you copyright something you transmit over the airwaves?

Fascist states dictate through their kangaroo kourts that we have no right to privacy when we transmit our voice through the aether, yet corporations can hold on to the rights of the very material they transmit through our common air, the houses we “own” and even our bodies? Don’t expect the Saturnalian judges to grant us justice [“Just ice?” How temporary and fleeting. Perhaps they grant us exactly that?]. [LB]

*3: Atlantean Times has done a few posts delving further into the Heath Ledger mystery. The Secret Sun has gone deep into the rabbit hole of the Killing Joke sync. Many others can be found at the Synchromystic Blogspotters site.

When I began my own personal journey down this path (The Art of Revealing), expressed my wish “that other inspired individuals will do their part, and that we, as a group, could “bring all this hidden subterfuge [embedded cinema] to light.” Little did I know, such a group of people were already out there, doing just that. From a linear perspective of time, it’s hard to argue whether my wish or the realization came first.

[Ecclesiastes 1:9] What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun. Is there anything of which one can say, “Look! This is something new”? It was here already, long ago; it was here before our time. There is no remembrance of men of old, and even those who are yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow. I have seen all the things that are done under the sun; all of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind.

But, I think back to the Wizard of Oz, and how Dorothy was told she always had the power to alter her reality simply by clicking her ruby red slippers together. {*7} What the ego perceived as “new,” has likely always been: [LB]

*4: John Robbins does an excellent job of elucidating the idea of how very little understanding of nutrition, and a whole lot of industry pressure from various big business concerns shaped the fiction we were taught as children in Diet for a New America. [LB]

*5: Nicole’s big screen debut (of substance) was in the water thriller Dead Calm. Most nude scenes of her I recall, have a water source nearby. “Water Nymph” may apply. As for Eyes Wide Shut, The Wrong Way Wizard has since written a more recent and meticulously thorough analysis of that movie. [LB]

*6: Recommend this video for the helicopter/stargate explanation. Did want to note that two of the characters pictured above, and the “rainbow connection” singing Kermit/Osiris were all created by Frank Oz [LB]

*7: “But, I think back to the Wizard of [Lee Harvey] Oz [wald], and how Dorothy [Kilgallen] was told she always had the power to alter her reality simply by clicking her [Jack] Ruby [‘s] Red slippers together.” [LB]

~ by celticrebel on May 6, 2008.