Most of my recent excursions into synchromystic territory have been inspired by the work of Christopher Knowles. Today as I was drinking more coffee than usual and watching my dad's HDTV, I stumbled upon the end of the movie Blades of Glory from the year 2006. A poster for this movie was hanging in the hallway of the apartment where I first began my odyssey into synchromysticism. The movie's main scenes take place in an Ice Rink, which Chris Knowles has revealed to be symbolic of The Void. Here's where I started watching: In Montreal (NOW), Will Arnett's character is dressed up as JFK for his routine (King Kill 33), chasing down Will Ferrel (who, throughout the movie, resonates Atlantis, due to a patch on his red windbreaker with the 3 concentric circles of Atlantis which are red white and blue, he's also seen in Elf [11, which resonates the mandarin chinese symbol for 8 which is pronounced "Ba" {according to Jake Kotze in Winnipeg Wormhole: "We learn that 8 in Chinese culture is Ba. Worth noting here that a pivotal part of the head scratching ancient Egyptian concept of the soul was also the Ba."}, 11 - 8 = 3, a number sacred to the druids... i'm stretching]) inside of a shopping mall attempting to kill him. Eventually Arnett picks up a crossbow, firing and missing Ferrel, and the arrow flies into the giant head of an ice skating mascot (Snowflake... a symbol of individuality?). The awkward chase (they're both in ice skates, making it look like they aren't used to walking on earth) continues outside, where Arnett takes aim at Ferrel, but Ferrel has already jumped over a railing and into a frozen lake. Arnett assumes Ferrel to be dead. Big surprise, death and rebirth, just before Will Ferrel has to perform he bursts out from under the ice (breaking through the veil of death) and soon shows up at the ice rink, where he says to his skating partner (the guy from Napoleon Dynamite, an androgynous feller) "I didn't sleep with Katie! She's not a whore!" invoking Kat and a (scarlet) whore. Ferrel then uses his jock strap to pulley down to the ice rink where they perform their act. Their theme is "science fiction", their suits have lights on them (the chromakey dreamcoat?) and just before they finish, Arnett's partner dressed as Marilyn Monroe (MM) breaks her pearl necklace (wonder what that's supposed to symbolize...) and one of the pearls is caught under Ferrel's ice skate, causing him to shatter his ankle (the ankles are ruled by Aquarius, making them resonators of this sign in the human body), after which they miraculously (surprise) finish their routine with a near-death move (symbolically made to look like an orgasm/death), thus winning the competition (that's the only real way to win: cheat death!). Due to Will Ferrel's injury (his name in the movie is Chazz Michael-Michaels, MM) he claims to see the Virgin Mary to which Jon Heder responds "That's not her!". And that was as far as I could handle it. If anyone can help me with the Ice Rink/Void symbolism, help yourself.
After that, I began to watch The Professional. The first time I saw this movie was at that same apartment, during my first time smoking weed. Needless to say I've seen it a thousand times since. Gary Oldman's character in this movie is, symbolically speaking, Baphomet. The first scene in which he is shown, he is listening to Beethoven (he eventually brings up Mozart, tying into Bach and 1764) and basically ignoring the man who owes him money (Oldman's a corrupt cop, big surprise, making the mason/baphomet connection more precise) but when his associate goon informs him that the guy doesn't have the money, Oldman (as Stansfield, more like Satan) turns around and starts smelling the fear on the guy, and he gets in close, becoming sensually more murderous and threatening. Pretty androgynous, which ties into Baphomet. Next day (1 minute past 12, 12:01, which is today if you're in Britain, january 12th) he kills the guy and (almost) his whole family, including a 4 year old child.
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