<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210</id><updated>2011-12-21T14:46:24.159-05:00</updated><category term='synchromysticism'/><category term='hathor'/><category term='movies'/><title type='text'>Kozmikon</title><subtitle type='html'>finding the infinite in all forms</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>527</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-5879355819187350708</id><published>2011-10-27T02:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T05:54:10.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpt from The Invisible Landscape - Chapters 3 and 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_KLaKlsraY/TqkCBnq4JVI/AAAAAAAACBc/iXmEDQAWLBo/s1600/invisiblelandscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_KLaKlsraY/TqkCBnq4JVI/AAAAAAAACBc/iXmEDQAWLBo/s320/invisiblelandscape.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668063832874427730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is an excerpt from the book The Invisible Landscape, copyright Terence and Dennis McKenna. I feel it is a very, very important chunk of text. Apologies to anyone trying to read this from a mobile device, the PDF was formatted in a way that didn't transfer well to the limited width of the smartphone screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CHAPTER 3 - Organismic Thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The progress of science is, like all other creative activities of human intel-&lt;br /&gt;ligence, a groping toward pattern—toward the accumulation of assigned&lt;br /&gt;pattern for the coordination of observed details and toward the uncover-&lt;br /&gt;ing of novel pattern and the consequent introduction of novel details.&lt;br /&gt;This tendency toward synthesis, toward the apprehension of ever more&lt;br /&gt;complex and inclusive orders of pattern, appears to be a fundamental&lt;br /&gt;quality of human thought. It is characteristic of aesthetics, philosophy,&lt;br /&gt;and religion, as well as of science. Understanding consists of the assimila-&lt;br /&gt;tion of patterns encountered in the external world, and insofar as under-&lt;br /&gt;standing progresses, it is the assimilation of novel forms of pattern and the&lt;br /&gt;modification of previously perceived patterns that such novel patterns in-&lt;br /&gt;troduce. One of the chief resistances to this progressive penetration of un-&lt;br /&gt;derstanding is the dogmatic tendency to adhere to orthodox modes of&lt;br /&gt;assigned pattern when confronted with novel details that call for a re-&lt;br /&gt;ordering of understanding. In the case of science, one can point to the&lt;br /&gt;persistence, in our conceptual models, of the Newtonian doctrine of con-&lt;br /&gt;crete material entities possessing the properties of simple location; where-&lt;br /&gt;as the order of pattern revealed by quantum physics allows for neither&lt;br /&gt;concrete endurance nor simple location at its most basic levels. On the&lt;br /&gt;opposite end of the scale, one can point to the doctrine of relativity, which&lt;br /&gt;has shown that space and time must be regarded as properties of each&lt;br /&gt;other, yet one generally continues to characterize space in terms of the re-&lt;br /&gt;lationships of Euclidean geometry on any scale short of the cosmic. Still&lt;br /&gt;another example can be cited in the scientific assumption of the suffi-&lt;br /&gt;ciency of purely physicochemical properties to explain the fact of living&lt;br /&gt;organisms and, by extension, the fact of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To carry on its empirical investigations, science must embark on this&lt;br /&gt;methodological license of abstracting certain sets of facts from the totality&lt;br /&gt;of patterned relationships of which those facts are a part. As long as these&lt;br /&gt;assumptions are understood for what they are, as a set of ad hoc hypothe-&lt;br /&gt;ses employed for the purpose of characterizing a given phenomenon, that&lt;br /&gt;is, purely for the sake of methodological convenience, then science en-&lt;br /&gt;counters no difficulty. It is when science proclaims the adequacy of a&lt;br /&gt;given order of pattern to characterize all levels of organization that it runs&lt;br /&gt;into philosophical difficulties, for then it extends the methodological ab-&lt;br /&gt;stractions used to characterize a phenomenon to sets of phenomena that&lt;br /&gt;may in actuality exhibit patterns of a quite different order. It is to the&lt;br /&gt;philosophical consequences of this methodological inconsistency of sci-&lt;br /&gt;ence that this chapter is addressed. We intend to examine in some detail&lt;br /&gt;the philosophical problems raised by scientific methodology; we will at-&lt;br /&gt;tempt finally to tentatively suggest the fundamentals of a metaphysics that&lt;br /&gt;is consistent not only with the pursuit of scientific abstraction but also&lt;br /&gt;with the apprehension of the world as it impinges on us as living, sensing,&lt;br /&gt;minded organisms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred North Whitehead, in Science and the Modern World (1967, p. 7),&lt;br /&gt;states: Every philosophy is tinged with the coloring of some secret imagi-&lt;br /&gt;native background, which never emerges explicitly into its chains of rea-&lt;br /&gt;soning. For science this intuitive speculation consists in its assumption of&lt;br /&gt;the knowability of the world, in its belief that every event can be corre-&lt;br /&gt;lated with its antecedents in a definite manner exemplifying general prin-&lt;br /&gt;ciples. This assumption, that in nature there is a secret, and that that&lt;br /&gt;secret can be unveiled, forms the unconscious metaphysical assumption&lt;br /&gt;behind all research. This scientific faith was not the creation of science it-&lt;br /&gt;self but was inherited from the insistence of Greek and Scholastic philoso-&lt;br /&gt;phy on the rational order of nature, on the belief that nature conducts&lt;br /&gt;itself according to inexorable, orderly laws. This view in Greek cosmology&lt;br /&gt;is found in the conception that all things in nature tend toward a definite&lt;br /&gt;and proper end; while in Scholastic philosophy, it is reflected in the in-&lt;br /&gt;stinctive tone of faith centered upon the rationality and scrutability of&lt;br /&gt;God. Every detail of nature was conceived as supervised and ordered; the&lt;br /&gt;search into nature could only vindicate the faith of centuries. Though the&lt;br /&gt;tacit philosophical creed of science is embodied in these antecedent ratio-&lt;br /&gt;nal traditions, the way was paved for the rise of science itself by a turn&lt;br /&gt;away from theoretical contemplation toward an interest in nature for its&lt;br /&gt;own sake, the observation of concrete, irreducible facts. In this aspect,&lt;br /&gt;modern science arose out of a reaction against the abstract rationalism of&lt;br /&gt;Scholasticism. What could not be demonstrated, what was not apparent&lt;br /&gt;to observation, was inadmissible as evidence in the scientific worldview.&lt;br /&gt;And yet the belief that the diversity of irreducible and stubborn facts was&lt;br /&gt;harmonizable into an intelligible, rational order arose not as a result of&lt;br /&gt;empirical observation, but out of faith in the order of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the light of these mixed origins of modern science—its instinctive&lt;br /&gt;belief in the rationality of nature, coupled with its insistence on the obser-&lt;br /&gt;vation of irreducible facts—it is interesting to consider the role of induc-&lt;br /&gt;tion in science. When one observes, one also selects; a pure observation&lt;br /&gt;deals only with a particular set of conditions giving rise to a particular&lt;br /&gt;phenomenon. When one extrapolates the particular observation to the&lt;br /&gt;whole set of phenomena exemplifying similar conditions, this is induc-&lt;br /&gt;tion. An entire class of phenomena has been characterized on the basis of&lt;br /&gt;a limited sampling of such phenomena. By this process of induction, sci-&lt;br /&gt;ence thus arrives at a formulation of general conditions that characterize&lt;br /&gt;not only the particular entity or occasion under investigation but also any&lt;br /&gt;other real or theorized occasion or entity that satisfies the postulated gen-&lt;br /&gt;eral conditions. This process of framing abstract postulates that bear a ref-&lt;br /&gt;erence to no particular occasion or entity (and, in consequence, enters into&lt;br /&gt;the description of all such occasions) reaches its height in mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;The characterization of number, for example, five, does not depend on&lt;br /&gt;whether you are referring to five apples or five minutes; it can be impar-&lt;br /&gt;tially applied to either, regardless of the intrinsic differences of apples and&lt;br /&gt;minutes. Pure mathematics exists in the realm of pure abstraction; all it&lt;br /&gt;asserts is that reason insists that if any entities whatsoever have any rela-&lt;br /&gt;tions that satisfy such-and-such purely abstract conditions, then they must&lt;br /&gt;have other relations that satisfy other purely abstract conditions.&lt;br /&gt;To the extent that science seeks to explain the mechanism of physical&lt;br /&gt;phenomena with mathematically expressible laws, it reduces the data of&lt;br /&gt;concrete observation in particular events to the status of pure abstrac-&lt;br /&gt;tions. The abstractions existed antecedently to the physical phenomena&lt;br /&gt;they were found to describe. The complex of ideas surrounding the peri-&lt;br /&gt;odic functions had to be worked out, as pure mathematical theory, before&lt;br /&gt;their relations to such physical phenomena as the motion of a pendulum,&lt;br /&gt;the movements of the planets, and the physical properties of a vibrating&lt;br /&gt;string could be discerned. The point is that as mathematics became more&lt;br /&gt;abstract, it acquired an ever-increasing practical application to diverse&lt;br /&gt;concrete phenomena. Thus, abstraction, characterized by numerical oper-&lt;br /&gt;ations, became the dominant conceptual mode used to describe concrete&lt;br /&gt;facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of induction, one extrapolates given characteristics of a&lt;br /&gt;particular past; one does not extrapolate general laws except on the basis&lt;br /&gt;of an assumed rationality of nature. The introduction of mathematics&lt;br /&gt;into the scheme supplies the nature of the data to be searched for in obser-&lt;br /&gt;vation, namely, measurable quantities. In physics, this emphasis on mea-&lt;br /&gt;surable elements reached its satisfaction in the Newtonian concepts of&lt;br /&gt;mass and force. Mass was conceived as a constant property inherent in all&lt;br /&gt;material bodies in measurable amounts, whether that body was at rest or&lt;br /&gt;in motion, and that remained inherent in the body from one moment to&lt;br /&gt;the next, for as long as the body endured. Force was defined as mass times&lt;br /&gt;acceleration, and hence refers primarily to bodies in motion. It is impor-&lt;br /&gt;tant for our purposes to note that there is in these laws the tacit assump-&lt;br /&gt;tion of the self-identity of a material body in both space and time; a body&lt;br /&gt;is the same body whether it is at point A or point B or any point between&lt;br /&gt;them. Similarly, the body remains fully itself in its transitions through&lt;br /&gt;time and at any instant, however short, of time. The material is said to&lt;br /&gt;have the property of simple location; that is, it can be said to be definitely&lt;br /&gt;here in space and here in time, without reference to any other region of&lt;br /&gt;space or time. But this notion raises difficulties for induction, for if in the&lt;br /&gt;location of configurations of matter through a stretch of time there is no&lt;br /&gt;inherent reference to any other times, past or future, it immediately fol-&lt;br /&gt;lows that nature at any period does not refer to nature at any other period.&lt;br /&gt;Accordingly, induction is not based on anything that is inherent in nature.&lt;br /&gt;The order of nature cannot be justified by the mere observation of nature,&lt;br /&gt;for there is nothing in the present fact that inherently refers to either the&lt;br /&gt;past or the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doctrine of simple location has a further consequence for science&lt;br /&gt;in that it explains physical phenomena in terms of the interaction of ma-&lt;br /&gt;terial entities in space. To the scientific mind of the seventeenth century,&lt;br /&gt;physical phenomena, including the phenomenon of a living organism,&lt;br /&gt;were understood as a manifestation of the interaction of material entities;&lt;br /&gt;the world consisted of physical bodies having mass, location, and locomo-&lt;br /&gt;tion, such entities having these properties as essential qualities. But other&lt;br /&gt;qualities exist, which normally enter into observations of a phenomenon,&lt;br /&gt;but which are suppressed by the purely physical description that admits&lt;br /&gt;only of mass, location, and motion. We refer to such secondary qualities&lt;br /&gt;as color, or roundness, or scent, or texture. These qualities were not con-&lt;br /&gt;sidered inherent in the entities themselves, but as arising out of our appre-&lt;br /&gt;hension of phenomena and having no existence apart from apprehension.&lt;br /&gt;Such qualities were in fact considered to be products of the mind alone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;. . . But the mind in apprehending also experiences sensations&lt;br /&gt;which, properly speaking, are qualities of the mind alone. These&lt;br /&gt;sensations are projected by the mind so as to clothe appropriate&lt;br /&gt;bodies in external nature. Thus the bodies are perceived as&lt;br /&gt;with qualities which in reality do not belong to them, qualities&lt;br /&gt;which in fact are purely the offspring of the mind. Thus nature&lt;br /&gt;gets credit which should in truth be reserved for ourselves: the&lt;br /&gt;rose for its scent: the nightingale for his song: the sun for his&lt;br /&gt;radiance. The poets are entirely mistaken. They should address&lt;br /&gt;their lyrics to themselves, and should turn them into odes of&lt;br /&gt;self-congratulation on the excellency of the human mind. Nature&lt;br /&gt;is a dull affair, soundless, scentless, colourless; merely the hurrying&lt;br /&gt;of material, endlessly, meaninglessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However you disguise it, this is the practical outcome of the&lt;br /&gt;characteristic scientific philosophy which closed the seventeenth&lt;br /&gt;century.&lt;/i&gt; (Whitehead 1967, p. 54)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This abstraction of the secondary qualities from the primary ones of&lt;br /&gt;physical bodies had the unfortunate effect of creating a dualism between&lt;br /&gt;mind and nature. Nature became identified with matter and its move-&lt;br /&gt;ment, whereas mind, believing, suffering, perceiving, but not interfering,&lt;br /&gt;was conceived as existing apart from the external nature that it observed,&lt;br /&gt;described, and measured. Yet to the extent that mind is in nature, it is a&lt;br /&gt;product of nature. Mind is a quality proceeding from living organisms,&lt;br /&gt;and organisms are regarded by mechanist science as arising from the blind&lt;br /&gt;interactions of undirected matter; both life and mind become in this view&lt;br /&gt;simply the outcome of the random interactions of matter over a vast scale&lt;br /&gt;of time. Any apparent meaning to this process, any type of evolutionary&lt;br /&gt;advancement or value or purpose, is simply a projection of the observer;&lt;br /&gt;in itself, nature is intrinsically blind, without purpose, meaning, or value.&lt;br /&gt;This was the philosophical paradox that modern science, based on induc-&lt;br /&gt;tive abstraction, led itself into: confronted with a universe both lifeless&lt;br /&gt;and devoid of mind, how to explain the apparent intelligibility of nature&lt;br /&gt;and the fact of living organisms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preceding discussion has tried to point out that in science certain&lt;br /&gt;axiomatic, a priori assumptions accompany any exercise of scientific&lt;br /&gt;methodologies. Though we have by no means exhausted the list of such&lt;br /&gt;assumptions, we have hopefully pointed to some of the major ones: the&lt;br /&gt;implicit faith in the knowability and the rationality of nature, a legacy to&lt;br /&gt;science of Greek metaphysics and medieval Scholasticism; the utilization&lt;br /&gt;by science of the inductive method, and the twofold assumption of this&lt;br /&gt;use—that observation of representative concrete phenomena can lead to&lt;br /&gt;the formulation of abstract, general laws, and the assumption of the rele-&lt;br /&gt;vance of past events to present and future events; the assumption of the&lt;br /&gt;sufficiency of interactions of material entities having simple location in&lt;br /&gt;giving rise to nature, and proceeding from this assumption, the exclusion&lt;br /&gt;of mind as a causative factor in the universe, and the consequent exclu-&lt;br /&gt;sion of value and teleology from nature. That science makes these as-&lt;br /&gt;sumptions in the exercise of its methodology is not our criticism; they are&lt;br /&gt;necessary for the pragmatic practice of science. In the absence of such&lt;br /&gt;self-imposed limitation, the practice of science would be impossible. Our&lt;br /&gt;criticism is that these assumptions are not made explicitly, with the un-&lt;br /&gt;derstanding that, of course, they are philosophically arguable; they are&lt;br /&gt;made merely in the service of methodological convenience. Instead, in&lt;br /&gt;the greater number of cases, no attempt at philosophical justification is&lt;br /&gt;made; the tacit assumptions of science are left unstated, to be inferred by&lt;br /&gt;the philosopher. Because the methods of science work, because they can&lt;br /&gt;produce results, science feels no need to concern itself with philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;The progress of science in recent years, that is, primarily since the turn&lt;br /&gt;of the century, has unlocked vast new areas to human understanding. It&lt;br /&gt;has revealed novel orders of pattern in nature that not only went unde-&lt;br /&gt;tected and unsuspected by the science of an earlier day but also have ne-&lt;br /&gt;cessitated almost the complete restructuring of the scientific worldview.&lt;br /&gt;We have in mind such discoveries as relativity, with its non-Euclidean&lt;br /&gt;topology, and quantum theory, with its notion of the discontinuous na-&lt;br /&gt;ture of matter and energy. Yet, in the face of these novel orders of pattern,&lt;br /&gt;whose explication was spearheaded by scientific methodology itself, other&lt;br /&gt;areas of science, not concerned directly with investigating such areas, have&lt;br /&gt;continued to carry the burden of outmoded, false conceptions as intrinsic&lt;br /&gt;components of their epistemological equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the following section of this chapter, let us focus attention on one&lt;br /&gt;area of classical scientific assumption, the notion of materialism, and see&lt;br /&gt;in what ways this notion finds itself in need of revision in the light of&lt;br /&gt;modern quantum theory. Then let us apply our revised concepts to those&lt;br /&gt;two stumbling blocks of classical materialism, organism and mind, to see&lt;br /&gt;if we have come any distance toward framing a set of epistemological&lt;br /&gt;principles that are both supportive of scientific investigation and truer to&lt;br /&gt;our everyday apprehension of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One approach to the quantum theory can be found in the assumption&lt;br /&gt;that an electron does not continuously traverse its path in space, but in-&lt;br /&gt;stead appears at discrete positions in space for successive durations of time:&lt;br /&gt;It is as though an automobile, moving at the average rate of thirty&lt;br /&gt;miles an hour along a road, did not traverse the road continuously;&lt;br /&gt;but appeared successively at the successive milestones, remaining&lt;br /&gt;for two minutes at each milestone . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But now a problem is handed over to the philosophers. This&lt;br /&gt;discontinuous existence in space, thus assigned to electrons, is&lt;br /&gt;very unlike the continuous existence of material entities which we&lt;br /&gt;habitually assume as obvious. The electron seems to be borrowing&lt;br /&gt;the character which some people have assigned to the Mahatmas&lt;br /&gt;of Tibet. These electrons, with the correlative protons, are now&lt;br /&gt;conceived as being the fundamental entities out of which the&lt;br /&gt;material bodies of ordinary experience are composed. Accordingly,&lt;br /&gt;if this explanation is allowed, we have to revise all our notions of&lt;br /&gt;the ultimate character of material existence. For when we pene-&lt;br /&gt;trate to these final entities, this startling discontinuity of spatial&lt;br /&gt;existence discloses itself.&lt;/i&gt; (Whitehead 1967, pp. 34—35)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem can be overcome if we accord to matter the same vibra-&lt;br /&gt;tory character that we apply to light and sound. The adoption of this vi-&lt;br /&gt;bratory picture of matter is going to necessitate the drastic revision of our&lt;br /&gt;ideas of simple location. One recalls that a unit of matter having simple&lt;br /&gt;location does not require a given period of time in which to manifest its&lt;br /&gt;essential identity—it is fully itself even if the period of its endurance is&lt;br /&gt;subdivided indefinitely. Similarly, subdividing the space of the material&lt;br /&gt;entity does divide the volume, but its elements are conceived to retain&lt;br /&gt;their essential spatial continuity. Note that in this view the passage of&lt;br /&gt;time is conceived of as accidental, rather than essential; that is, the pas-&lt;br /&gt;sage of time has nothing to do with the character of the material. If we&lt;br /&gt;adopt the vibratory description of matter urged by quantum theory, time&lt;br /&gt;becomes of the essence of the material. In an analogous way, as a note of&lt;br /&gt;music is nothing at any instant, but requires its whole period in which to&lt;br /&gt;manifest itself, so the vibratory entity of a primordial unit of matter re-&lt;br /&gt;quires a definite period of time, however small, for the expression of its&lt;br /&gt;essential nature. Another consequence arises as well: Quantum theory&lt;br /&gt;tells us that the electron, the basic unit of matter, does not have continu-&lt;br /&gt;ous spatial existence, but discrete points of manifestation (quanta) in&lt;br /&gt;space. Now, at first sight, this view seems much less in congruence with&lt;br /&gt;our everyday experience than the old classical notion of simple location in&lt;br /&gt;space. After all, we perceive all around us objects that seem to have conti-&lt;br /&gt;nuity both in space and in time; are we then to believe that such appar-&lt;br /&gt;ently solid entities are actually vibratory processes? That such a view is&lt;br /&gt;actually more true to experience, in that it opens the way to explain those&lt;br /&gt;other commonsense elements of experience, organisms and minds, we&lt;br /&gt;will try to show next. However, one feature of the quantum view can be&lt;br /&gt;immediately pointed out; that is, that matter ceases to have simple loca-&lt;br /&gt;tion, mass, and locomotion as primary qualities; these become as refer-&lt;br /&gt;ent to the synthesis of a perceiver as such secondary qualities as color,&lt;br /&gt;texture, or noisiness. Thus, either matter no more has primary qualities&lt;br /&gt;than it does secondary qualities and is in itself without quality, or the sec-&lt;br /&gt;ondary qualities are just as real as the primary ones and are there to be&lt;br /&gt;perceived by the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, in the quantum view, the notion of material entities having form,&lt;br /&gt;a discrete and fixed spatial configuration, and endurance, a continuous sus-&lt;br /&gt;tenance through time, yields to the notion of process, a dynamical act of&lt;br /&gt;continuously evolving becoming. Material entities assume the character&lt;br /&gt;of an event; apart from process, there is no being. A thing is what it is by&lt;br /&gt;virtue of the serial unfolding of pattern through time; if one attempts to&lt;br /&gt;isolate an object at a single, nontemporal instant, apart from the instants&lt;br /&gt;preceding and following it, the object loses its essential identity. The object&lt;br /&gt;requires a self-defined, indivisible epoch for its realization; its reality is&lt;br /&gt;defined by the unity of the various processes that enter into its makeup. It&lt;br /&gt;is the process of unfoldment of the various components of an entity, gath-&lt;br /&gt;ered into a prehensive unity, that we experience as the sense object; it is not&lt;br /&gt;the components themselves that we experience as the sense object, but our&lt;br /&gt;unified prehension of these unfolding components. Thus, nature becomes&lt;br /&gt;a structure of evolving processes, and space and time the locus of the unifi-&lt;br /&gt;cation of these processes into sense objects. It is ridiculous, therefore, to ask&lt;br /&gt;if color is less real than, say, spatial location; color is one ingredient in the&lt;br /&gt;process of realization; it enters into the unified prehension of an event, and&lt;br /&gt;apart from prehension, there is no realization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a further consequence derivative of this notion of nature as a&lt;br /&gt;unity of processes. This is that the modal ingression (realization) of an&lt;br /&gt;event into space-time bears a relation to past events, to contemporary&lt;br /&gt;events, and to future events. An event in itself is a unity of processes, but&lt;br /&gt;in combination with other events, past or present or future or all three,&lt;br /&gt;the event becomes one process in the unity of a still larger event. Thus the&lt;br /&gt;mode of ingression of any given event is subject to the influence of its an-&lt;br /&gt;tecedents, its contemporaries, and its descendants, which are in turn in-&lt;br /&gt;fluenced by still other events, and so on. The unity of process that is an&lt;br /&gt;event therefore incorporates the influence of all events; each event mirrors&lt;br /&gt;within itself every other event. Insofar as a given event is considered apart&lt;br /&gt;from other events, which participate in its unity in making it just that&lt;br /&gt;event and no other, our understanding of the event remains incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;The total unity of an event can only be understood with reference to the&lt;br /&gt;totality of process, that is, to the whole of nature. Thus, in this view, a way&lt;br /&gt;is cleared not only for the implicit reference to past events to be found in&lt;br /&gt;the formulation of scientific laws but for our own psychological unity of&lt;br /&gt;memory, immediate realization, and anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us see if this definition of an entity as an evolving process can shed&lt;br /&gt;light on the problem of organisms. One recalls that an entity is a unity&lt;br /&gt;of processes requiring a given, indivisible span of time, or epoch, for its re-&lt;br /&gt;alization. The duration of an epoch can vary for different entities, de-&lt;br /&gt;pending on the complexity and number of processes entering into their&lt;br /&gt;realization. An electron or a mu-meson require a very short epoch for&lt;br /&gt;their realization, on the order of picoseconds; a mayfly requires a some-&lt;br /&gt;what longer epoch, on the order of forty-eight hours; a human or an ele-&lt;br /&gt;phant require an epoch of fifty to a hundred years for their realization,&lt;br /&gt;while a universe requires an epoch on the order of tens of billions of years.&lt;br /&gt;The point is that each of these entities requires its full epoch to realize it-&lt;br /&gt;self as a unified totality of process. Its full identity as a realized actuality&lt;br /&gt;depends on its full epoch of evolving becoming. It is nothing at any one&lt;br /&gt;of its instants; it is itself only when taken in its unified totality of succes-&lt;br /&gt;sive instants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, identity, for any actual entity, consists of a unity of ongoing&lt;br /&gt;process, a unity that incorporates into its present aspect conditioning in-&lt;br /&gt;fluences of its past and the anticipation of its future. In a living organism,&lt;br /&gt;this immediate experience of ongoing process becomes identifiable with&lt;br /&gt;its notion of self; that is, its awareness of itself, its selfhood, becomes&lt;br /&gt;synonymous with its experience of dynamical process. To clarify this, let&lt;br /&gt;us state what the selfhood of an organism does not consist of. Selfhood&lt;br /&gt;does not consist of its identification with the material bodily components,&lt;br /&gt;for its material components are continually being effaced and replaced&lt;br /&gt;with others by the process of metabolism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;. . . the material parts of which the organism consists at a given&lt;br /&gt;instant are to the penetrating observer only temporary, passing&lt;br /&gt;contents whose joint material identity does not co-incide with the&lt;br /&gt;identity of the whole which they enter and leave, and which sus-&lt;br /&gt;tains its own identity by the very act of foreign matter passing&lt;br /&gt;through its spatial system, the living form. It is never the same&lt;br /&gt;materially and yet persists as its same self by not remaining the&lt;br /&gt;same matter. Once it really becomes the same with the sameness&lt;br /&gt;of its material contents—if any two time slices of it become, as&lt;br /&gt;to their individual contents, identical with each other and with&lt;br /&gt;the slices between them—it ceases to live; it dies. . .&lt;/i&gt; (H. Jonas&lt;br /&gt;1966, pp. 75-76)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see, then, that for the organism not only does identity persist in&lt;br /&gt;material change but it depends on this material flux. This is what is meant&lt;br /&gt;by the statement that its selfhood is derived from its experience of itself as&lt;br /&gt;a process. Its self-awareness does not apply to a material structure, but to&lt;br /&gt;an event-structure. The event-structure, the process in question, is the&lt;br /&gt;persistence and development of bodily form in the face of material flux.&lt;br /&gt;For in the case of living organisms, form is not determined by material&lt;br /&gt;substrate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;. . . viewed from the dynamic identity of the living form, the&lt;br /&gt;reverse holds: the changing material contents are states of its en-&lt;br /&gt;during identity, their multiplicity marking the range of its effec-&lt;br /&gt;tive unity. In fact, instead of saying that the living form is a&lt;br /&gt;region of transit for matter, it would be truer to say that the&lt;br /&gt;material contents in their succession are phases of transit for&lt;br /&gt;the self-continuation of the form.&lt;/i&gt; (Jonas 1966, p. 80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thus, the selfhood of the organism is identified with the dynamical&lt;br /&gt;persistence of form, a process.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be seen, then, that organisms exhibit an outward orientation to-&lt;br /&gt;ward a twofold transcendent horizon: toward the horizon of the outer&lt;br /&gt;world as the source of material for the sustenance of its form and toward&lt;br /&gt;the horizon of the future into which it is ever on the verge of extending by&lt;br /&gt;its existence as a continuous process of becoming. But life also must be&lt;br /&gt;characterized by an internal horizon, a self-integrating identity of the&lt;br /&gt;whole, spanning the succession of ever-vanishing substrata. There is no&lt;br /&gt;way of inferring this internal horizon from external characterization alone;&lt;br /&gt;it must derive from our own immediate experience of the organic mode of&lt;br /&gt;being. But it is the only way by which the self-integrative persistence of a&lt;br /&gt;metabolizing organism can be explained. The mode of realization of an&lt;br /&gt;inorganic entity can be explained by its external relations alone, but the&lt;br /&gt;persisting self-identity calls for forms of process transcending mere exter-&lt;br /&gt;nal relations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the self-integrative persistence of the special form of process that&lt;br /&gt;is an organism is characterized by an internal horizon that is indicative of&lt;br /&gt;its possessing the quality of mind. Therefore, any view of the organismic&lt;br /&gt;process that strives for completeness must take account of mind as a factor&lt;br /&gt;entering into the process. If, then, mind is an element of the total process&lt;br /&gt;comprising an organism, is it possible to explain the fact of organisms&lt;br /&gt;without reference to the influence of mind? This amounts to saying, does&lt;br /&gt;mind enter into the organism as a causative element in its existence, or is&lt;br /&gt;this merely attributable to physical interactions? One can see that since&lt;br /&gt;the states of mind do enter into the total plan of the organism, it follows&lt;br /&gt;that it affects each subordinate component of the process, until the small-&lt;br /&gt;est subordinate components, for instance electrons, are affected:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thus an electron within a living body is different from an electron&lt;br /&gt;outside it, by reason of the plan of the body; the electron blindly&lt;br /&gt;runs either within or without the body; but it runs within the&lt;br /&gt;body in accordance with its character within the body; that is to&lt;br /&gt;say, in accordance with the general plan of the body, and this plan&lt;br /&gt;includes the mental state. &lt;/i&gt;(Whitehead 1967, p. 79)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been examining heretofore some of the methodological as-&lt;br /&gt;sumptions of science and have found, particularly with reference to the&lt;br /&gt;classical notion of material, that many of these assumptions have a limited&lt;br /&gt;application. The notion of material entities having simple location and&lt;br /&gt;indefinite temporal divisibility, while apparently congruous with (some)&lt;br /&gt;aspects of our daily experience, turns out to have the character of an ab-&lt;br /&gt;straction when our observations focus on the minutest levels of submolec-&lt;br /&gt;ular organization. We have found the characterization of material entities&lt;br /&gt;as vibratory epochal processes to be more consistent with the discoveries&lt;br /&gt;of quantum mechanics and have found that this model also opens the way&lt;br /&gt;to the explanation of organisms and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we have arrived, then, at a point where we can suggest a basic&lt;br /&gt;reformulation of the metaphysical basis of science. This suggestion is, first,&lt;br /&gt;that science consider the event as the ultimate unit of natural occurrence,&lt;br /&gt;and second, that in seeking to analyze the component elements of an&lt;br /&gt;event, it should look for primary organisms rather than material parts. For&lt;br /&gt;there is in nature virtually nothing that exhibits the classical attributes of a&lt;br /&gt;material; nature is a process of processes, and processes within processes.&lt;br /&gt;Accordingly, the analysis of nature should concern itself with the analysis&lt;br /&gt;of aggregate processes into primary processes. Biology is concerned with&lt;br /&gt;the larger processes that are organisms, whereas physics concerns the smaller&lt;br /&gt;processes, which are likewise organisms, in that they experience a reference&lt;br /&gt;to things past, immediate, and future. For the primary organisms, we ob-&lt;br /&gt;serve this relation as a factor in its external aspects; for ourselves, we ob-&lt;br /&gt;serve it as an element of our psychological field of awareness. But if we&lt;br /&gt;experience, in experiencing ourselves as process, our essential relatedness to&lt;br /&gt;other processes in other times and places, are we justified in denying this&lt;br /&gt;experience to other, primary organisms? Is it not more affirmative to as-&lt;br /&gt;sume that, in some sense, a primary organism, being a dynamical process,&lt;br /&gt;is aware, or experiences itself as process and, to the extent that it does,&lt;br /&gt;possesses itself an internal horizon? Of course, this question can never be&lt;br /&gt;resolved by science, focusing as it does only on the external aspects of a&lt;br /&gt;process. It seems reasonable, however, to postulate an element of mind,&lt;br /&gt;that is, an internal horizon, as basically intrinsic to even the simplest pri-&lt;br /&gt;mary organism. This postulate allows for the reintroduction of value and&lt;br /&gt;teleology into nature. Clearly, nature appears to our common sense to have&lt;br /&gt;purpose and value; it seems to evolve from simple to more complex, from&lt;br /&gt;primitive to more advanced, from less conscious to more conscious. In-&lt;br /&gt;deed, it appears to have direction, and it seems to have purpose, which&lt;br /&gt;guides it in that direction. Yet, we are asked by science, in the face of all ev-&lt;br /&gt;idence, all reason, and all intuition, to regard nature as purposeless, mean-&lt;br /&gt;ingless, and valueless. If we admit mind as an aspect of even the most&lt;br /&gt;primary organism, however, this vast complexity suddenly takes on an&lt;br /&gt;added meaning; a new and deeper sublimity replaces that sense of baffling&lt;br /&gt;futility and waste with which a blind universe confronts us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Note: Anyone who is seeking more information about the Holographic theory I presented in my Sync Book article, look no further than this next chapter. - Tommy)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 4&lt;br /&gt;Toward a Holographic Theory of Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A philosophy of life comprises the philosophy of the organism and the philoso-&lt;br /&gt;phy of mind. This is itself a first proposition of the philosophy of life, in fact&lt;br /&gt;its hypothesis, which it must make good in the course of its execution. For the&lt;br /&gt;statement of scope expresses no less than the contention that the organic even&lt;br /&gt;in its lowest form prefigures mind, and that mind even on its highest reaches&lt;br /&gt;remains part of the organic.&lt;/i&gt; (Jonas 1966, p. 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The central, in some ways the final, question in any philosophy of organ-&lt;br /&gt;isms, which seeks to be complete, is the question of mind. Any thorough &lt;br /&gt;explication of the phenomenon of life must face squarely the problem of&lt;br /&gt;the existence of mind and must explain its qualities adequately in terms&lt;br /&gt;that do not beg the question; that is, it cannot seek to understand the&lt;br /&gt;nature of mind in physicochemical, reductionist terms. The insufficiency&lt;br /&gt;of such an approach will inevitably betray itself, for just as the operations&lt;br /&gt;of organisms cannot be reduced to the physicochemical properties of the&lt;br /&gt;matter that composes them because they impose boundary conditions on&lt;br /&gt;the incorporated matter in such a way that the operation of the material&lt;br /&gt;organic system as a whole transcends the boundaries of physics and chem-&lt;br /&gt;istry, so the same holds for mind on the next hierarchical level of organiza-&lt;br /&gt;tion. It exhibits qualities peculiar to itself, such that it is not simply&lt;br /&gt;reducible to events occurring in the organic matrix from which it arises, al-&lt;br /&gt;though it certainly includes those events in the conditions of its organiza-&lt;br /&gt;tion and functioning. This amounts to saying that mind is more than the&lt;br /&gt;sum of its parts, just as the fact of a living organism is more than the sum&lt;br /&gt;of its atoms and molecules and their interactions; in each case, an adequate&lt;br /&gt;explanation must have recourse to a more comprehensive hierarchical level&lt;br /&gt;of organization than the physicochemical level, in the case of organism,&lt;br /&gt;and than the organic level, in the case of mind. The existence of an organ-&lt;br /&gt;ism or of a mind imposes boundary conditions on the next lower level of&lt;br /&gt;organization. Organisms and minds incorporate and yet transcend such&lt;br /&gt;lower levels &lt;/i&gt;(M. Polanyi 1968).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hierarchical structuring of organisms and minds implies that mind&lt;br /&gt;cannot be totally explained through organic structure, having as it does&lt;br /&gt;principles of organization that transcend the organic level; still, a problem&lt;br /&gt;remains to be dealt with, that of the nature of the relationship between&lt;br /&gt;mind and its physical matrix, a brain. That the organization of the mind&lt;br /&gt;does partially reflect the physical organization of the brain can be seen by&lt;br /&gt;anyone willing to accept the evidence of experimental neurophysiology.&lt;br /&gt;The questions still to be answered are: What is the nature of the physical&lt;br /&gt;interface of brain and mind? Where is this interface found in the neural&lt;br /&gt;structure? and How does the organization of the brain reflect the organi-&lt;br /&gt;zation of the mind? In recent years, neurophysiology has come a consider-&lt;br /&gt;able distance toward answering these questions, particularly through its&lt;br /&gt;discovery of the apparently holographic nature of brain-mind organiza-&lt;br /&gt;tion. In this chapter, we intend to examine this holographic principle of&lt;br /&gt;neural organization by outlining the state of empirical discoveries to date&lt;br /&gt;in this area of research. Finally, we will venture some philosophical specu-&lt;br /&gt;lations intended to suggest that the holographic structure of mind may&lt;br /&gt;simply reflect, on one hierarchical level, a principle of organization pres-&lt;br /&gt;ent at all levels in nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_37qvQ_B0-Q/TqkCB15XU9I/AAAAAAAACBo/tWh8ke-3EPQ/s1600/hologram1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_37qvQ_B0-Q/TqkCB15XU9I/AAAAAAAACBo/tWh8ke-3EPQ/s320/hologram1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668063836693287890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holography is a young science whose enormous potential is only now&lt;br /&gt;beginning to be explored, although its principles were first discovered acci-&lt;br /&gt;dentally, in 1947, by Dr. Dennis Gabor in trying to design improvements&lt;br /&gt;for the electron microscope. It was not until the advent of lasers, which&lt;br /&gt;provided a coherent, concentrated light source, that the technology be-&lt;br /&gt;came available that could implement the principles (cf. Pennington 1968,&lt;br /&gt;pp. 40-49). Conventional holography is a technique for making lensless,&lt;br /&gt;three-dimensional photographs, whose basis is fairly simple. A low-&lt;br /&gt;intensity laser beam is passed through a semiopaque mirror, causing part&lt;br /&gt;of the beam to pass through the mirror and illuminate the object to be&lt;br /&gt;photographed. This light is then reflected from the object onto a photo-&lt;br /&gt;graphic plate in front of the object. Simultaneously, the other part of the&lt;br /&gt;beam is reflected off a series of mirrors such that it falls on the photo-&lt;br /&gt;graphic plate at an angle to the beam reflected from the object (see fig. 1).&lt;br /&gt;This convergence of the two beams of coherent light creates an interfer-&lt;br /&gt;ence pattern that is recorded on the photographic plate. The image that is&lt;br /&gt;recorded on the photographic plate, which is called the hologram (Gr.&lt;br /&gt;Holos, whole), bears little resemblance to the object photographed; it is&lt;br /&gt;merely a record of the interference pattern of the two intersecting beams.&lt;br /&gt;When this hologram is reilluminated using a single, unsplit laser beam,&lt;br /&gt;however, a unique phenomenon occurs: Floating in empty space just&lt;br /&gt;beyond the illuminated hologram is a fully three-dimensional replica of&lt;br /&gt;the object originally photographed. Such a holographic image does not&lt;br /&gt;merely give the illusion of three-dimensionality; it is as three-dimensional&lt;br /&gt;as the original object, can be viewed from any angle, will exhibit parallax&lt;br /&gt;with other objects or holograms, and can be photographed with a conven-&lt;br /&gt;tional camera. It is, in fact, indistinguishable from its original model by&lt;br /&gt;vision alone and can only be so distinguished by passing one's hand or&lt;br /&gt;other material object through the image to reveal that it is composed of&lt;br /&gt;what in physics is called a standing waveform, an apparently motionless&lt;br /&gt;arrangement of photons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holograms exhibit several other unique properties of particular rele-&lt;br /&gt;vance to our discussion to follow. For instance, what are called volume&lt;br /&gt;holograms have an as yet untapped potential for information storage. An&lt;br /&gt;image can be recorded onto the hologram in the conventional manner de-&lt;br /&gt;scribed; the plate can then be tilted slightly with respect to its recording&lt;br /&gt;laser beams and the image of a second object reexposed onto the same&lt;br /&gt;plate without disrupting the previously recorded image. The hologram&lt;br /&gt;can then be decoded at angle I to yield an image of the first object, or at&lt;br /&gt;angle 2 to yield the second object. A large number of separate objects can&lt;br /&gt;thus be coded into a single hologram and replayed by illuminating the&lt;br /&gt;hologram from the proper angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another peculiar quality of holograms is that because the hologram&lt;br /&gt;records a set of interference patterns, this pattern is distributed equally&lt;br /&gt;and ubiquitously throughout the holographic plate, such that any part of&lt;br /&gt;it embodies the whole image. In a conventional photograph, each point&lt;br /&gt;from the scene corresponds to one point in the photograph; in a holo-&lt;br /&gt;gram, each point is diffused to many points in the holographic plate.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, one can take a hologram and tear it in half and then shine a laser on&lt;br /&gt;one of the halves; the resulting image will be a reconstruction of the entire&lt;br /&gt;object; if one then tears it into quarters and illuminates one of the quar-&lt;br /&gt;ters, the result is still the same: The total image can be reconstructed from&lt;br /&gt;any fragment of the hologram, right down to the very smallest chip of&lt;br /&gt;the plate. In theory, a fragment of a hologram will yield a total image of the&lt;br /&gt;object without significant loss of resolution unless the fragment is so small&lt;br /&gt;as to approach the size of the wavelength of the illuminating beam. In&lt;br /&gt;practice, however, the coarseness of the photographic emulsion will cause&lt;br /&gt;a loss of detail considerably before this level is reached, so that while a&lt;br /&gt;total image can be reconstructed from even a very small chip of a holo-&lt;br /&gt;gram, if the chip is too minute, the image will be lacking in detail. Only&lt;br /&gt;the details will be lost, however; the essence of the entire message will re-&lt;br /&gt;main to the last. Similarly, if the hologram is layered (two or more im-&lt;br /&gt;ages are recorded in the same hologram), each one of the images will be&lt;br /&gt;preserved intact throughout each part of the hologram matrix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can thus distinguish two features of holography that make it unique&lt;br /&gt;as an information storage device: The first is that any one of its parts is&lt;br /&gt;equal to the sum of its parts, because the message is reduplicated ubiqui-&lt;br /&gt;tously throughout every part of the hologram. If we had to formulate this&lt;br /&gt;into a geometrical axiom, we would say that all points are cotangent. The&lt;br /&gt;second feature is that the hologram records the essence of an object, and&lt;br /&gt;thus, repeated superimposition of essences supplies the details, the particu-&lt;br /&gt;larities, of the object when the total hologram is illuminated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand the applicability of holographic principles to the organi-&lt;br /&gt;zation of the brain, it is necessary to talk about memory. One of the para-&lt;br /&gt;doxes of memory storage is that a person is born with practically all the&lt;br /&gt;neurons that he or she will ever possess; whereas growth of normal tissue is&lt;br /&gt;caused by cell division, the nerve cells do not divide, and, moreover, will&lt;br /&gt;not regenerate if damaged, although the axon of a nerve cell can regenerate&lt;br /&gt;provided the cell body containing the nucleus is undamaged. The problem&lt;br /&gt;facing scientists investigating memory and learning has been one of under-&lt;br /&gt;standing how the brain can store memories and learned information with&lt;br /&gt;apparently no alteration of neural organization; how can new information&lt;br /&gt;be stored in the brain in the absence of nerve-cell reproduction? The prob-&lt;br /&gt;lem has been a baffling one for scientists searching for engrams, or memory&lt;br /&gt;traces, some evidence of a neural reorganization corresponding to a stored&lt;br /&gt;input of information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This paradox was partially resolved by Karl Lashley (cf. Lashley 1950,&lt;br /&gt;pp. 454-482) when he demonstrated that under certain conditions of pro-&lt;br /&gt;longed or repeated stimulation, the nerve cell can multiply its production&lt;br /&gt;of nerve fibers, thus creating new synaptic junctions without actual repro-&lt;br /&gt;duction of the cells. This can occur in the following manner: The nerve&lt;br /&gt;cells ordinarily are surrounded and prevented from growing new fibers by&lt;br /&gt;encasing cells called glia. It has been found (Pribram 1971a, p. 471), how-&lt;br /&gt;ever, that electrical stimulation of a nerve synapse triggers the production&lt;br /&gt;of specific molecules of RNA, which have been found to cause (or at least&lt;br /&gt;to be correlated with) heightened metabolic activity of the glial cells, thus&lt;br /&gt;encouraging them to divide; the tip of the neuron fiber is then free to grow&lt;br /&gt;between the daughter glial cells to form new contacts with the neurons be-&lt;br /&gt;yond it. In this way, the synaptic microstructure can be modified by expe-&lt;br /&gt;rience; an interrelated set of such modified neuronal synapses can&lt;br /&gt;constitute the neural engram, the encoded memory trace. The result of&lt;br /&gt;this process is that the brain develops a kind of neural model of the envi-&lt;br /&gt;ronment, a spatiotemporal pattern of organization against which inputs&lt;br /&gt;are constantly matched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One aspect of the neuronal storage process had still to be understood.&lt;br /&gt;Granted that an input of new information elicited the production of&lt;br /&gt;a new set of neural junctions, which when restimulated decoded itself as a&lt;br /&gt;memory or learned behavior, the question yet remained as to whether&lt;br /&gt;there was a one-for-one correspondence between each part of the memory&lt;br /&gt;or perception, or was the memory and/or perception distributed equally&lt;br /&gt;throughout every part of the synaptic microstructure? In other words,&lt;br /&gt;does one nerve cell, for instance, comprise some fragment of the total ex-&lt;br /&gt;perience, one bit of information that will be lost to the whole if that&lt;br /&gt;nerve cell is damaged? Or does each and every part of the synaptic en-&lt;br /&gt;gram simultaneously contain all bits of the whole experience? Experi-&lt;br /&gt;ments performed by Lashley, in which large areas of the cerebrum of rats&lt;br /&gt;were destroyed without significantly impairing learning or recognition,&lt;br /&gt;indicate that the latter case is the truer one. Lashley found that, while in-&lt;br /&gt;tensity of recall was in proportion to the mass of the brain, nothing short&lt;br /&gt;of removal of the entire cerebrum could interrupt recall altogether. Thus&lt;br /&gt;he was led to postulate the principles of mass action and equipotentiality&lt;br /&gt;in his theory of memory: Intensity of recall depends on the total mass of&lt;br /&gt;the brain, but memory is recorded ubiquitously throughout the cere-&lt;br /&gt;brum. Here, at last, we begin to gain a glimpse of the relevance of holog-&lt;br /&gt;raphy in neural organization. As in a hologram, the meaning—stored&lt;br /&gt;memory or learned information—appears to be stored ubiquitously&lt;br /&gt;throughout the cerebral matrix rather than to be caused by the interrela-&lt;br /&gt;tionship of separate parts. This is the implication, at least, of experiments&lt;br /&gt;in which the disruption of the electrical field of the brain, using alumi-&lt;br /&gt;num hydroxide cream, failed to impair pattern discrimination, while sur-&lt;br /&gt;gical removal of large sections failed to impair memory, learning, or&lt;br /&gt;recognition.&lt;/i&gt; (Pribram 1971b, p. 47f.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These experiments appear to demonstrate that memories and learned&lt;br /&gt;behavior have multiple representation in the cortex; in other words, the&lt;br /&gt;information is stored redundantly in the neural matrix so that removal or&lt;br /&gt;disruption of part of the cortex will not distort the message stored in an-&lt;br /&gt;other part. Redundant storage, however, is still not equivalent to holo-&lt;br /&gt;graphic storage. The redundant system can be compared to a stack of&lt;br /&gt;several hundred photocopies of the same message; when part of the stack&lt;br /&gt;is removed, the message still resides in the rest of the stack. Ablation of the&lt;br /&gt;cortex is analogous to removing part of the stack of pages. If, however, we&lt;br /&gt;took the stack of photocopies, threw them up in the air, tore some into&lt;br /&gt;fragments, and glued them back together at random, the conventional&lt;br /&gt;message, even though redundant, would be disrupted; but if we had per-&lt;br /&gt;formed this operation on a stack of holograms, no amount of random&lt;br /&gt;shuffling, tearing, and repasting would disrupt the message, because the&lt;br /&gt;entire message resides in each of the parts and does not depend on the re-&lt;br /&gt;lationship between parts. If the brain truly is capable of storing informa-&lt;br /&gt;tion in a holographic fashion, not only would it be unaffected by cortical&lt;br /&gt;ablation, but it should not be disrupted by a random rearrangement of its&lt;br /&gt;anatomy. Experiments involving just such an anatomical shuffle of parts&lt;br /&gt;were carried out by Dr. Paul Pietsch, using cortical sections from salaman-&lt;br /&gt;ders. The theory was that such shuffling of cortical parts would not dis-&lt;br /&gt;rupt normal salamander behavior if the holographic theory were true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In more than 700 operations, I rotated, reversed, added, sub-&lt;br /&gt;tracted, and scrambled brain parts. I shuffled. I reshuffled. I sliced,&lt;br /&gt;lengthened, deviated, shortened, opposed, transposed, juxtaposed,&lt;br /&gt;and flipped. I spliced front to back with lengths of spinal cord, or&lt;br /&gt;medulla, with other pieces of brain turned inside out. But nothing&lt;br /&gt;short of dispatching the brain to the slopbucket—nothing&lt;br /&gt;expunged feeding! . . . The experiments had subjected the holo-&lt;br /&gt;graphic theory to a severe test. As the theory predicted, scrambling&lt;br /&gt;the brains anatomy did not scramble its programs. Meaning was&lt;br /&gt;contained within the parts, not spread out among their relation-&lt;br /&gt;ships. If I wanted to change behavior, I had to supply not a new&lt;br /&gt;anatomy, but new information.&lt;/i&gt; (Pietsch 1972, pp. 46, 48)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clincher to these encouraging results came when Pietsch trans-&lt;br /&gt;planted the brain of a tadpole to the cranium of a salamander. While the&lt;br /&gt;salamander is a traditional predator on the tubifex worm, the tadpole is&lt;br /&gt;symbiotic to it, using its sucker mouth to remove algae from the flanks of&lt;br /&gt;the tubifex without harming it. Pietsch found that the salamander with the&lt;br /&gt;transplanted tadpole brain mimicked the tadpole, and in more than eigh-&lt;br /&gt;teen hundred trials, the salamander did not once attack the tubifex: The&lt;br /&gt;transplanted herbivorous brain had carried its holographic set of peaceful&lt;br /&gt;behavior patterns right into the salamander's cranium. Vindication of the&lt;br /&gt;holographic theory of information storage was complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two questions remain to be answered. Granting that the cerebrum can&lt;br /&gt;store information in a manner analogous to holographic storage, then&lt;br /&gt;what mechanism in the brain can function in the role of the interference&lt;br /&gt;pattern set up by the two encoding laser beams in normal holography, and&lt;br /&gt;what mechanism functions in the role of the single decoding beam used&lt;br /&gt;for retrieval of the holographic image?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to answering the first question lies in the understanding that&lt;br /&gt;holography does not depend on the physical presence of light waves.&lt;br /&gt;Holograms have been constructed from sound waves and even infrared&lt;br /&gt;waves. R. W. Rodieck (cf. Pribram 1969, p. 77) has shown that the mathe-&lt;br /&gt;matical equations describing the holographic process match exactly what&lt;br /&gt;the brain does with information, and computer simulations of holo-&lt;br /&gt;graphic storage have been carried out on the basis of the equations (con-&lt;br /&gt;volutional integrals and Fourier transformations) alone. It is not the&lt;br /&gt;presence of physical waves, as such, that is needed for making a hologram,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;but rather an interference pattern, a ratio of harmonic relationships&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The question remains: how can interference effects be produced&lt;br /&gt;in the brain? One can imagine that when nerve impulses arrive&lt;br /&gt;at synapses (the junction between two nerve cells), they produce&lt;br /&gt;electrical events on the other side of the synapse that take the&lt;br /&gt;form of momentary standing wave fronts. Typically the junctions&lt;br /&gt;made by a nerve fiber number in the dozens, if not hundreds.&lt;br /&gt;The patterns set up by arriving nerve impulses presumably form a&lt;br /&gt;microstructure of wave forms that can interact with similar micro-&lt;br /&gt;structures arising in overlapping junctional contacts. These other&lt;br /&gt;microstructures are derived from the spontaneous changes in&lt;br /&gt;electrical potential that ceaselessly occur in nerve tissue, and from&lt;br /&gt;other sources within the brain. Immediate cross-correlations&lt;br /&gt;result, and these can add in turn to produce new patterns of nerve&lt;br /&gt;impulses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hypothesis presented here is that the totality of this process&lt;br /&gt;has a more or less lasting effect on protein molecules and perhaps&lt;br /&gt;other macromolecules at the synaptic junctions and can serve as a&lt;br /&gt;neural hologram from which, given the appropriate input, an&lt;br /&gt;image can be reconstructed.&lt;/i&gt; (Pribram 1969, p. 77)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long-known functional areas of the brain, such as Broca's area&lt;br /&gt;(speech cortex), the visual cortex at the back of the brain, or the auditory&lt;br /&gt;cortex at the sides, may function as the mechanism for reconstruction of&lt;br /&gt;a stored neural hologram to yield a memory, perception, or thought. These&lt;br /&gt;areas are known to have a function in various modes of behavior and per-&lt;br /&gt;ception, and for many years it was thought that they were storage sites re-&lt;br /&gt;lating to specific functions such as speech, vision, hearing, and so on. In&lt;br /&gt;the holographic theory, these centers would act not to store information,&lt;br /&gt;but rather as processing stations for the encoding and recalling of pro-&lt;br /&gt;grams from the holographic storage areas of the cerebral cortex. Thus,&lt;br /&gt;these functional centers could operate in the role of the reconstructing&lt;br /&gt;laser beam; whether the memory or perception was experienced visually,&lt;br /&gt;auditorily, tactually, or as some combination would depend on what cen-&lt;br /&gt;ters were activated in reconstruction, a process that would be equivalent to&lt;br /&gt;using lasers of different wavelengths in reconstruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What kind of neural mechanism plays the role of the coherent&lt;br /&gt;light source to make and display holograms? Perhaps a kind of&lt;br /&gt;coherence results from the anatomical fact that the retina and&lt;br /&gt;visual cortex are linked by many thousands of fibers arranged in&lt;br /&gt;parallel pathways. Or it could be that the nerve cells in the visual&lt;br /&gt;channel achieve coherence by rhythmic firing. Still another possi-&lt;br /&gt;bility is that coherence results from the operation of the variety&lt;br /&gt;of detectors that respond to such simple stimuli as the tilt of a line&lt;br /&gt;and movement. . . &lt;/i&gt;(Pribram 1969, p. 77)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not possible to outline entirely the present state of experimental&lt;br /&gt;and theoretical evidence centering on holographic neural organization.&lt;br /&gt;Many areas of uncertainty still exist in current research that, it is to be&lt;br /&gt;hoped, will yield to scientific understanding in the near future. One such&lt;br /&gt;area is split-brain research, focusing on investigating the brains operation&lt;br /&gt;when the corpus callosum, the intermediary pathway between the left and&lt;br /&gt;right cerebral hemispheres, has been severed. Certain results of this research&lt;br /&gt;suggest that each hemisphere records only specific kinds of information, a&lt;br /&gt;finding that would tend to contradict the holographic theory of ubiquitous&lt;br /&gt;storage; other theorists suggest that this may only indicate unequal access&lt;br /&gt;to information in the right hemisphere, rather than unequal storage. A de-&lt;br /&gt;finitive answer awaits further research. There is no doubt that other objec-&lt;br /&gt;tions could be leveled at the holographic theory that have not been met by&lt;br /&gt;us as laypersons. It seems clear, however, that the principles of neural orga-&lt;br /&gt;nization do bear some significant similarities to holography, although it&lt;br /&gt;would of course be presumptuous to claim that holography explains all as-&lt;br /&gt;pects of brain organization. No such claim is made here; we seek only to&lt;br /&gt;provide a basic understanding of the (probably) fundamental role played&lt;br /&gt;by holographic structuring in the present picture of neural organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interested reader should examine Karl Pribram's Languages of the Brain&lt;br /&gt;(1971) for the current status of holographic theories of brain function.&lt;br /&gt;Let us now turn to the more philosophical and speculative aspect of&lt;br /&gt;this theory of mind. Granted that holography reflects in part the structure&lt;br /&gt;and organization of the brain, and granted also that the brain and its&lt;br /&gt;structure will in part reflect the nature of the mind arising from it, it fol-&lt;br /&gt;lows therefore that the mind itself must in some sense be holographically&lt;br /&gt;structured. The questions we must ask then are: (1) In what sense is the&lt;br /&gt;mind holographically structured, and (2) why should it be so structured?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PEZl8P4EvQw/TqkCCEefIKI/AAAAAAAACB0/IkZ_sABBhiU/s1600/hologram2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 71px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PEZl8P4EvQw/TqkCCEefIKI/AAAAAAAACB0/IkZ_sABBhiU/s320/hologram2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668063840607084706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us illustrate the first question with a diagram representing mind-&lt;br /&gt;world interaction. We can represent this interaction by two overlapping&lt;br /&gt;circles, or realms, which we designate as A and B (fig. 2). Circle A&lt;br /&gt;represents the physical world. Circle B represents the mind; this is the&lt;br /&gt;seat of thoughts, will, creativity: in short, circle B comprises the experi-&lt;br /&gt;encing self, which, through the brain-body liaison, makes its causal pres-&lt;br /&gt;ence felt in the external world. We can think of circle B as existing in the&lt;br /&gt;temporal dimension; it is a process developing through time, much in the&lt;br /&gt;way that a piece of music develops through the temporal process of being&lt;br /&gt;played. The realm where the two circles overlap, which we call C, forms&lt;br /&gt;the region of interface between the physical world and the mind. Realm&lt;br /&gt;C corresponds to the brain-body system; it forms the pathway by which&lt;br /&gt;the mind receives information (perception), and also the mechanism by&lt;br /&gt;which it responds to its perceptions. The comparison to holography that&lt;br /&gt;this suggests can be made through analogy; the brain-body system repre-&lt;br /&gt;sented by realm C is comparable to the physical apparatus necessary for&lt;br /&gt;generating a hologram; the brain in this analogy is equivalent to the ex-&lt;br /&gt;posed holographic plate; the body, with its afferent and efferent path-&lt;br /&gt;ways, acts as the laser system, both receiving (perceiving) information and&lt;br /&gt;encoding this information into the neural holographic plate. Realm B, in&lt;br /&gt;this analogy, the realm of states of consciousness, is then comparable to&lt;br /&gt;the actual holographic image, the standing wave form of ongoing aware-&lt;br /&gt;ness. Circle A, which includes external reality and the subjectively experi-&lt;br /&gt;enced state of the body, forms the subject, which becomes encoded&lt;br /&gt;through receptors and afferent pathways into the neural holographic&lt;br /&gt;plate, where it is then reconstructed as part of realm B, that part of&lt;br /&gt;realm B representing its model of the external world. So far, this anal-&lt;br /&gt;ogy lacks the notion of temporal flux. The interactions between the mind&lt;br /&gt;and the body, and through the body with the external world, consist of&lt;br /&gt;dynamic processes. The analogy with holography is more accurate if we&lt;br /&gt;think of the process as a holographic movie rather than as a static, frozen&lt;br /&gt;image. In this dynamic version, the neural hologram (the brain) is con-&lt;br /&gt;tinually exposed and reexposed to the changing environment, thus en-&lt;br /&gt;coding a constantly shifting set of interference patterns that are read out&lt;br /&gt;as a temporally unfolding hologram, that is, the mind, with its constantly&lt;br /&gt;shifting model of reality and associated thoughts, memories, images,&lt;br /&gt;and reflections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holographic capacity of the mind for ubiquitous storage of infor-&lt;br /&gt;mation can be seen most readily in the phenomenon of imagination. We&lt;br /&gt;can imagine all of the universe or any part of it and thus can say that the&lt;br /&gt;mind contains all of the physical world, that is, that the mind is a holo-&lt;br /&gt;gram of external reality. This concept has been anticipated by the al-&lt;br /&gt;chemists in their notion of man as microcosm, and also in the symbol of&lt;br /&gt;the alchemical monad (cf. Jung 1952, pp. 103-104, 370), a synonym for the&lt;br /&gt;Lapis Philosophorum, that part in which the whole may be found. Refer-&lt;br /&gt;ence might also be made to the central axiom of Hermeticism, the Hel-&lt;br /&gt;lenistic philosophical system that is the forerunner of alchemy: What is&lt;br /&gt;here is everywhere; what is not here is nowhere (cf. Jung 1952). This is a&lt;br /&gt;formula for a holographic matrix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complex symbol systems of alchemy are but one example of a&lt;br /&gt;property that seems to characterize mind in general; that is, its tendency to&lt;br /&gt;construct symbolic totality metaphors. The constructs of the mind are, by&lt;br /&gt;and large, couched in symbols; even raw sensory data is seldom experi-&lt;br /&gt;enced without symbolic interpretations, associations, and judgments. This&lt;br /&gt;tendency of the mind to symbolize, to organize experience into meaning-&lt;br /&gt;ful, coherent pattern is indicative of its ceaseless effort to somehow en-&lt;br /&gt;compass reality, to construct a suitable model of self and world. This&lt;br /&gt;quality of mind is seen best of all, however, in the dynamics of uncon-&lt;br /&gt;scious processes, in dreams, vision, and trance; indeed, the individuation&lt;br /&gt;process in Jungian psychology represents an attempt by the unconscious to&lt;br /&gt;construct a totality symbol that both encompasses and defines the self and&lt;br /&gt;the world in relation to the self. Jung has shown in numerous works (cf.&lt;br /&gt;1952, 1959) the important role played by mandala symbolism as a means&lt;br /&gt;for expressing the underlying order of psychic unity and totality. This&lt;br /&gt;property of symmetrical, mandalic organization is found universally in all&lt;br /&gt;artifacts of human thought, from the most abstract metaphysical systems&lt;br /&gt;to the commonest objects of everyday use, and it, indeed, appears to be in-&lt;br /&gt;trinsic to the organization of the psyche. May not this proclivity of the&lt;br /&gt;mind to elaborate symbolic totality metaphors be reflective of the holo-&lt;br /&gt;graphic structure of the psyche?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unformed archetypes of the collective unconscious may be the&lt;br /&gt;holographic substrate of the species' mind. Each individual mind-brain&lt;br /&gt;is then like a fragment of the total hologram; but, in accordance with&lt;br /&gt;holographic principles, each fragment contains the whole. It will be re-&lt;br /&gt;membered that each part of a hologram can reconstruct an entire image,&lt;br /&gt;but that the details of the image will deteriorate in proportion to its frag-&lt;br /&gt;mentation, while the overstructure will remain. Out of this feature of&lt;br /&gt;holography arises the quality of individual point of view and, in fact, in-&lt;br /&gt;dividuality itself. If each mind is a holographic medium, then each is&lt;br /&gt;contiguous with every other, because of the ubiquitous distribution of in-&lt;br /&gt;formation in a hologram. Each individual mind would thus be a repre-&lt;br /&gt;sentation of the essence of reality, but the details could not be resolved&lt;br /&gt;until the fragments of the collective hologram were joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen that the construction of an immaterial corpuscular stand-&lt;br /&gt;ing waveform image from the physical substrate of the holographic plate&lt;br /&gt;is closely analogous to the generation of the mind from the holographic&lt;br /&gt;cerebral substrate. We will mention some other qualities of a hologram&lt;br /&gt;that indicate its suitability as a model of mind. One example is the recon-&lt;br /&gt;struction of a hologram using nonvisible light; this is perfectly possible&lt;br /&gt;and in the mind would constitute an unconscious content. Another inter-&lt;br /&gt;esting quality of holograms is that they can be constructed using laser&lt;br /&gt;beams reflected from two objects, which then interfere on the holographic&lt;br /&gt;plate; when the hologram is then reilluminated using one beam, both ob-&lt;br /&gt;jects appear. Thus we can say that holographic matrices have the property&lt;br /&gt;of associative recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list of examples could be extended; however, these should illustrate&lt;br /&gt;our point—that the mind itself, as well as the brain from which it arises,&lt;br /&gt;does, to some extent, exhibit holographic qualities. Let us now venture to&lt;br /&gt;speculate how and why this might be so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confronted with certain holographic qualities as a feature of both&lt;br /&gt;mind and brain, it seems reasonable to ask whether holographic principles&lt;br /&gt;are found on other levels of organization. We can find this most appar-&lt;br /&gt;ently in the organismic realm, in the fact of the ubiquity and redundancy&lt;br /&gt;of DNA. We refer to the fact that DNA seems to store information holo-&lt;br /&gt;graphically, in that the nucleotide sequence of the molecule is identical in&lt;br /&gt;every cell of a given organism. The DNA from one cell theoretically con-&lt;br /&gt;tains all the information necessary to regenerate the entire organism. It is&lt;br /&gt;due to the presence of certain inductors (notably RNA) that DNA&lt;br /&gt;makes some cells into skin, others into nerves, and still others into mus-&lt;br /&gt;cles, and so on. Thus, on the organismic level, also, we note the ubiquity&lt;br /&gt;of genetic information, but also that each cell reads only some part of&lt;br /&gt;the DNA-hologram, though the entire message is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we descend to an even more basic level of organization, the&lt;br /&gt;atomic level, the holographic metaphor is not so readily apparent. We are&lt;br /&gt;essentially asking whether a holographic structure underlies the nature of&lt;br /&gt;external reality itself. If this could be shown, it would explain why holo-&lt;br /&gt;graphic structure is reflected in the organization of DNA, the brain, and&lt;br /&gt;mind. We find that we have been preceded in our speculations by Leib-&lt;br /&gt;niz, in his concept of the cosmic Monad (cf. Leibniz 1890, pp. 218ff).&lt;br /&gt;Leibniz argues that the universe is a plenum, and that it is composed of a&lt;br /&gt;simple substance that is everywhere and alike in all its parts, and that it&lt;br /&gt;is by virtue of the affectations and interactions between these parts, or&lt;br /&gt;monads, that distinctness and particularity arise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;. . . Each monad, its nature being representative, nothing can limit&lt;br /&gt;it to representing only a part of things; although it may be true&lt;br /&gt;that this representation is but confused as regards the detail of the&lt;br /&gt;whole universe, and can be distinct only in the case of a small part&lt;br /&gt;of things, that is to say, in the case of those which are nearest or&lt;br /&gt;largest in relation to each of the monads—otherwise each monad&lt;br /&gt;would be a divinity. It is not in the object, but only in the modifi-&lt;br /&gt;cation of the knowledge of the object that monads are limited.&lt;br /&gt;They all tend confusedly toward the infinite, toward the whole,&lt;br /&gt;but they are limited, and distinguished by their degrees of distinct&lt;br /&gt;perceptions . . . (Leibniz 1890, pp. 223, 226-228)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leibniz is saying that each monad is identical to every other monad,&lt;br /&gt;differing only by its perspective, its relation to the whole, that is, to&lt;br /&gt;other monads, each of which mirrors every other. A similar idea is en-&lt;br /&gt;countered in Whitehead's concept of the extensive continuum, which&lt;br /&gt;he characterizes as a relational complex in which all potential objectifica-&lt;br /&gt;tions find their niche. This extensive continuum can be conceived as the&lt;br /&gt;set of all possible relationships, both actual and potential, both of all ac-&lt;br /&gt;tual and of all potential entities. The extensive continuum therefore&lt;br /&gt;... expresses the solidarity of all possible standpoints throughout the&lt;br /&gt;whole process of the world. It is not a fact prior to the world; it is the first&lt;br /&gt;determination of order—that is, of real potentiality—arising out of the&lt;br /&gt;general character of the world (Whitehead 1967, p. 82). The extensive&lt;br /&gt;continuum can thus be viewed as a holographic matrix of all potentiality.&lt;br /&gt;Only a finite number of potentialities ever become realized as actual enti-&lt;br /&gt;ties, in the same way that a holographic plate in which multiple images&lt;br /&gt;have been stored at different orientations can be decoded at some an-&lt;br /&gt;gles, but not at others:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the mere continuum there are contrary potentialities; in the&lt;br /&gt;actual world there are definite atomic actualities determining one&lt;br /&gt;coherent system of real divisions throughout the region of actual-&lt;br /&gt;ity. Each actual entity in its relationship to other actual entities is&lt;br /&gt;in this sense somewhere in the continuum, and arises out of the&lt;br /&gt;data provided by this standpoint. But in another sense it is every-&lt;br /&gt;where throughout the continuum; for its constitution includes the&lt;br /&gt;obj ectifications of the actual world and thereby includes the con-&lt;br /&gt;tinuum; also the potential objectifications of itself contribute to&lt;br /&gt;the real potentialities whose solidarity the continuum expresses.&lt;br /&gt;Thus the continuum is present in each actual entity, and each&lt;br /&gt;actual entity pervades the continuum. (Whitehead 1967, p. 83)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantum theory gives a view of the underlying substructure of reality&lt;br /&gt;that is quite consistent with the holographically structured metaphysical&lt;br /&gt;models of Leibniz and Whitehead. The particulate concept of matter has&lt;br /&gt;been superseded by the idea that the atom is both wave and particle, both&lt;br /&gt;continuum and actual entity. Bohr was the first to show that the electron,&lt;br /&gt;the basic subunit of matter, could not be considered to have a spatiotem-&lt;br /&gt;poral location (around the nucleus of an atom, for example), but instead&lt;br /&gt;had to be mathematically approached as a cloud of probability: The free&lt;br /&gt;electron possesses a mass coincident with the entire universe, and its oc-&lt;br /&gt;currence at a given space-time locus is a function of extreme possibility,&lt;br /&gt;not of definable position. This quantum concept of the electron is strik-&lt;br /&gt;ingly reminiscent of the Leibnizian monad, that is both here and every-&lt;br /&gt;where at once. Under the quantum theory, each quantum of matter is&lt;br /&gt;both wave and particle and pervades the universe; there is no solid matter&lt;br /&gt;as such, but only probability densities in the continuum, interference pat-&lt;br /&gt;terns created by the interaction of quanta that, to the synthesizing percep-&lt;br /&gt;tual mechanism in the brain-mind, appear as objects— actual entities&lt;br /&gt;—rocks, tables, people, stars, and so on. Thus, a holographic image of re-&lt;br /&gt;ality is reconstructed by the brain-mind from the underlying substrate of&lt;br /&gt;concrescences of probability. Note the similarity here to the potentiality of&lt;br /&gt;Whitehead's extensive continuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would such a model of a holographic extensive continuum be inconsis-&lt;br /&gt;tent with the theory of relativity? If all points reflect every other point,&lt;br /&gt;and if all points are cotangent, as implied by a holographic theory of a&lt;br /&gt;quantum-monad, then how can the relativity of space-time be preserved?&lt;br /&gt;The objection is overcome if we postulate that space-time exists within each&lt;br /&gt;monad (quantum); thus, each wave-particle would have relativistic effects&lt;br /&gt;operating within it. A collection of such quanta (a galaxy, for instance)&lt;br /&gt;would also have relativistic effects, resulting from the superimposition of&lt;br /&gt;the space-time events occurring in each of its monadic parts. Remember&lt;br /&gt;that in a holographic monadology not only does each part mirror the whole&lt;br /&gt;but the whole (or any fragment thereof) mirrors each part; thus, we would&lt;br /&gt;expect relativistic effects on all levels, from the quantum to the cosmic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The example of hierarchical cosmic sub-structures (Wilson 1969)&lt;br /&gt;shows that levels may be distinguished by a characteristic time or&lt;br /&gt;frequency, which is to say that each level is temporally closed. This&lt;br /&gt;suggests that the propetties of space and time are closure proper-&lt;br /&gt;ties of structures, bringing to mind the basic idea of Leibniz that&lt;br /&gt;space and time have no independent existence, but derive from&lt;br /&gt;the nature of structures. Einstein's equivalence of dynamics and&lt;br /&gt;geometry contained in his field equations (e.g., matter and density&lt;br /&gt;determines spatial curvature) is also consistent with Leibniz's view&lt;br /&gt;and a departure from the Newtonian idea that all structure exists&lt;br /&gt;within an independent framework of space and time. It may then&lt;br /&gt;be that from the various closures and partial closures of structures&lt;br /&gt;and systems, we infer the descriptions we call space and time . . .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Whyte et al. 1969, p. 55)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can see that while relativity would operate in each monad, and in&lt;br /&gt;the universe as monad, the extensive continuum of potentiality would&lt;br /&gt;exist outside of space-time in a fifth Einsteinian dimension. Space-time,&lt;br /&gt;and the relativistic effects arising therefrom, would exist as properties of&lt;br /&gt;actual entities existing in the extensive continuum, but the continuum it-&lt;br /&gt;self, underlying the configurations of three dimensions, would exhibit the&lt;br /&gt;quality of simultaneity, as, in some sense, the holographic matrix of po-&lt;br /&gt;tentiality would make all times simultaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us now summarize the factual and speculative ground we have covered&lt;br /&gt;in our holographic theory of mind. We began by noting the special quali-&lt;br /&gt;ties of holography and went on to illustrate that the organization of the&lt;br /&gt;brain seems to be in part holographic. We have introduced evidence which&lt;br /&gt;suggests that the mind itself is holographic in quality and to that extent re-&lt;br /&gt;flects its neural substrate. We have speculated that this holographic struc-&lt;br /&gt;ture of the mind may proceed from the fact that holographic principles&lt;br /&gt;operate on many structural levels; the ubiquity and redundancy of DNA&lt;br /&gt;in organisms was mentioned as an illustration of this. We found that holo-&lt;br /&gt;graphic principles might also be applied to the structure of reality itself by&lt;br /&gt;virtue of the quantum nature of matter, whose wave-particle qualities sug-&lt;br /&gt;gest a holographic monad. Finally, we saw that such a holographic model&lt;br /&gt;of reality did not violate the laws of relativity if it were postulated that the&lt;br /&gt;monadic substrate existed in a fifth Einsteinian dimension, that is, a fourth&lt;br /&gt;spatial dimension. We are not prepared to assert the truth of our specula-&lt;br /&gt;tions over other models of reality, recognizing that all such models are ulti-&lt;br /&gt;mately constructs of the human mind, each no truer than any other.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, a holographic picture of mind and of external reality has en-&lt;br /&gt;hanced our understanding of both."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-5879355819187350708?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/5879355819187350708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=5879355819187350708&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/5879355819187350708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/5879355819187350708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/10/excerpt-from-invisible-landscape.html' title='Excerpt from The Invisible Landscape - Chapters 3 and 4'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_KLaKlsraY/TqkCBnq4JVI/AAAAAAAACBc/iXmEDQAWLBo/s72-c/invisiblelandscape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-8649654508555583916</id><published>2011-10-24T06:26:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T08:38:05.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rawhead Rex: The Lightning-Summoned Monolith Beast (Updates 10/26)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wrzjk0eScU/TqVGyD3G2mI/AAAAAAAACAg/mX540wWARcI/s1600/rawheadposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wrzjk0eScU/TqVGyD3G2mI/AAAAAAAACAg/mX540wWARcI/s320/rawheadposter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667013531959482978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to watch the movie Rawhead Rex after hearing Clive Barker wrote the screenplay, and because well, it's almost Halloween. Halloween as I remember it is pretty much dead and gone and I've long since stopped celebrating so it's not often that I watch horror movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to stop the movie after about 10 minutes because of a really strong sync dialogue taking place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I begin, the title itself has strong resonance with everyone's favorite Syncstar, Jupiter: RawHEAD Rex. Rex means King (like King of the Planets), and a Head is the "big cheese" of any organization (i.e. "the head of the swim team", no idea why swim team came to mind but hey, it works). R is equal to 18 in the english alphabet if you think of A as 1 and so on, and it becomes 9 when the two elements of 18, 1 and 8, are added together. It just so happens that 99 is the sum of the letters in the word Jupiter, without reducing compound numbers. Yes, this also has a lot to do with the whole 99% thing. But that's for another time. Anyway, Rawhead Rex, RR, 99, Jupiter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bnu8krHCXac/TqVBQB3i8tI/AAAAAAAAB-0/0cwjOdq_JkQ/s1600/rawhead1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bnu8krHCXac/TqVBQB3i8tI/AAAAAAAAB-0/0cwjOdq_JkQ/s320/rawhead1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667007449750762194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie starts with some guy trying to topple over a huge phallic Monolith, for whatever reason. &lt;a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2001:_A_Space_Odyssey_(film)#Jupiter_and_Beyond_the_Infinite&gt;Monoliths resonate with Jupiter&lt;/a&gt; through the movie 2001: A Space Odyssey. Too many other researchers have explored the resonance between Jupiter and Monoliths, so I'll keep it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgC6fU-4tTM/TqVBlPRwKTI/AAAAAAAAB_A/G6Y7V3CgvJE/s1600/rawhead2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgC6fU-4tTM/TqVBlPRwKTI/AAAAAAAAB_A/G6Y7V3CgvJE/s320/rawhead2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667007814127593778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monolith starts to give way (which is sort of surprising since it's only one guy with a crowbar and this thing is huge) and some smoke starts to come out. Smoke in hebrew gematria is 420, making it a direct Jupiter/Zeus/Consciousness Energy Spark resonator. Not to mention Jupiter itself is a Gas Giant, strengthening this connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNb6nMEoIvg/TqVCGaeIXmI/AAAAAAAAB_M/kj2V24jLkJM/s1600/rawhead3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNb6nMEoIvg/TqVCGaeIXmI/AAAAAAAAB_M/kj2V24jLkJM/s320/rawhead3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667008384067984994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nearby church, we see this priest with the Jupiter set (142) next to his head/crown (Jupiter being the King/Head of the Planets, and Zeus being the God of the Gods/King of Kings). These numbers resonate with Jupiter through the &lt;a href=http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-liDcjHqqQOw/TZdVT3ItSlI/AAAAAAAAEwk/qMDk0r_k-0Y/s1600/12422514771539765651Jupiter_symbol.svg.hi.png&gt;symbol used for Jupiter in astrology&lt;/a&gt;, which appears to contain the numbers 1, 2 and 4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OSaI6_0mxlw/TqVCdevTG_I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/Pn7kTznLgME/s1600/rawhead4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OSaI6_0mxlw/TqVCdevTG_I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/Pn7kTznLgME/s320/rawhead4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667008780350725106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A storm approaches and Lightning (divine spark of consciousness energy/symbol resonant with Zeus who is an analog of Jupiter) strikes the phallic Monolith....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9lOPQOqoS2s/TqVC88_fiMI/AAAAAAAAB_k/aNVbuXzFNlE/s1600/rawhead5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9lOPQOqoS2s/TqVC88_fiMI/AAAAAAAAB_k/aNVbuXzFNlE/s320/rawhead5.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667009321047656642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Causing it to glow RED (C-ing red/red eye of Jupiter)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_AOywCqEp_o/TqVDLc9xpNI/AAAAAAAAB_w/B7Rs4t5SP_g/s1600/rawhead6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_AOywCqEp_o/TqVDLc9xpNI/AAAAAAAAB_w/B7Rs4t5SP_g/s320/rawhead6.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667009570148558034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Which causes a FLOWer vase/cup/Vagina to glow red in sync with the phallic monolith and burn the hands of the lady holding it. Do I sense a narrative? Ecstatic energy + phallus + vagina = birth. It is revealed later in the movie that the altar/ark which the vase is placed on is the true source of the glowing red energy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-APmCFau0ajg/TqVEETUyKmI/AAAAAAAAB_8/Pq7rlGC2ouo/s1600/rawhead7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-APmCFau0ajg/TqVEETUyKmI/AAAAAAAAB_8/Pq7rlGC2ouo/s320/rawhead7.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667010546813250146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monolith then falls over while lightning strikes in the background. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HkSgw4Ycb6U/TqVETyd02mI/AAAAAAAACAI/9co9cDzfLCA/s1600/rawhead8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HkSgw4Ycb6U/TqVETyd02mI/AAAAAAAACAI/9co9cDzfLCA/s320/rawhead8.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667010812870711906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are then shown this stained glass of a Beast-type figure. Notice the DNA/Kundalini/Hermes staff double helices lining the stained glass, along with the X/24 crosses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YsUKOWVgB1M/TqVExSBN-jI/AAAAAAAACAU/dA6tkKOa5bU/s1600/rawhead9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YsUKOWVgB1M/TqVExSBN-jI/AAAAAAAACAU/dA6tkKOa5bU/s320/rawhead9.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667011319556864562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out of the hole left by the fallen monolith emerges Rawhead Rex. The Beast King, older than Jesus, summoned by the spark of consciousness divinity entering the Material of the monolith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to the scene so you can see it all play out for yourself in glorious full motion - &lt;a href=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HK_Xl-3rpa0&gt;Rawhead Rex Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I think Jupiter fits in with all of this sync business? Well, Jupiter itself is a part of our immediate physical universal existence, and with all the associations made to the symbol of Jupiter itself (time notwithstanding, once you realize the non-linearity of symbolic intelligence) as being King of Kings as a mythological God, and King of the Planets in our own physical solar system, it stands that it should appear so frequently in synchromystic studies as a sort of "Master Image" (as I like to call it) which all "sync symbols" seem to branch from in a fractal, holographic nature. Hope that makes sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-8649654508555583916?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/8649654508555583916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=8649654508555583916&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8649654508555583916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8649654508555583916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/10/rawhead-rex-lightning-summoned-monolith.html' title='Rawhead Rex: The Lightning-Summoned Monolith Beast (Updates 10/26)'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wrzjk0eScU/TqVGyD3G2mI/AAAAAAAACAg/mX540wWARcI/s72-c/rawheadposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-455345888463854123</id><published>2011-10-03T17:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:30:57.947-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Occupy Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LB_8cRyi_6g/ToopBOfGZNI/AAAAAAAAB-k/4D-Cj5sxEPg/s1600/laurel-leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 79px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LB_8cRyi_6g/ToopBOfGZNI/AAAAAAAAB-k/4D-Cj5sxEPg/s320/laurel-leaves.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659380982789596370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, when this whole Occupy Wall Street thing came up, I was all for it. I was excited about people actually making an effort to show they weren't going to take it anymore. I had actually started to agree with Anonymous about something. Anyone who has read my blog in the past knows I am very suspicious of Anonymous, so this was kind of weird for me. I just wanted it to spread like wildfire in the hopes that people were spreading the right kind of message. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then that illusion kind of sifted away like those pretty little shells on the beach that you see for a second before they get washed away, gone as soon as they came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story talks about how the protests are essentially distracting from the real problem: it's not wall street, it's the central banks - &lt;a href=http://thedailybell.com/3015/Anthony-Wile-Blaming-Wall-Street-Is-Wrong&gt;Blaming Wall Street Is Wrong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the article: &lt;i&gt;"... we've been waiting for this subdominant social theme to make progress for some four years now since the economic meltdown of early 2008. People are very angry, and it's handy to blame stockbrokers and bankers for what's gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not entirely right, of course. Wall Street, or much of it, provides an essentially transactional function. It wouldn't exist as it does without the larger economic system of the Western world driven by central banking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are very large centers of money power in Wall Street such as Goldman Sachs; and Goldman Sachs is certainly an integral and purposeful part of the modern corporatist system. But even much of what Goldman Sachs does is essentially transactional. It's fundamentally a business, an intermediary, and its employees are paid (a lot, admittedly) to perform certain functions. The real control, I'd argue, lies elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get at the root of the problem, one should be protesting, say, in London's City where central banking originated. Or protesting in front of the Federal Reserve in Washington DC. These are real seats of power. But the shadowy and excessively powerful and wealthy individuals who have created the modern economic system are quite satisfied no doubt to have Wall Street take the blame. It suits their purposes."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me wonder. It seems like the second I take off my glasses of discernment and just "go" with something that fits my idea of what should be happening, there is a subtle layer of control, a mind-game that I'm sure has been simulated over and over in some supercomputer. They are always one step ahead... But computers don't know how to love (yet). The protests have a sort of mystique around them, one that I think is entirely prescribed, not due to it being some sort of grassroots movement, but due to close control over variables in the event itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next story delivers a very thorough and informative look at the symbolism used by Anonymous: &lt;a href=http://disinfobahn.wordpress.com/2011/09/26/esoteric-analysis-of-anonymous-iconography/&gt;Analysis of Esoteric Iconography used by Anonymous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, there is much more to this than I had at first thought. It is with "hope" that we will forget that we have a left brain for a reason. Not to keep us in rigid cycles of circular logic, but to discern - to use what we have learned to filter information properly so we don't get wool pulled over our eyes. Duh. Sure, I had hoped to send a sort of "transmutative energy" to the protests by giving my attention, to see some real changes take place. But with the presence of Anonymous, I should have known better. I always had a slight sense of suspicion about the protests, given that before this point I had despised Anonymous. They are not the cyberpunk heroes you see in your mind when you imagine a group of hackers that regularly make world news. The confusion of the media is a trick, just as a private has no idea what his higher-ups are involved in, local newscasters are not privy to the information of a false-flag protest used to direct attention towards patsies. I'm hoping that this will at least get people thinking that centralized authority itself is the problem, and not just trying to negotiate with the authority or the banks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those things where this shouldn't be news to me, I had an inkling that something was amiss but trusted that maybe people were starting to wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-455345888463854123?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/455345888463854123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=455345888463854123&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/455345888463854123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/455345888463854123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/10/occupy-yourself.html' title='Occupy Yourself'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LB_8cRyi_6g/ToopBOfGZNI/AAAAAAAAB-k/4D-Cj5sxEPg/s72-c/laurel-leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-8994609286114167702</id><published>2011-09-30T01:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T02:11:26.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sync Within A Sync</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LmiVITlCgkY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camel - Song Within A Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synchronicity, like many things, is like a fine wine - it gets better with age. The more you learn from your experiences, the more a clear message is conveyed. Where you once stumbled and looked for reasons "why", you can now accept it as it is and simply listen. It is an entirely subjective thing. Its meaning can only be applied to and by the observer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as if things are winding up in the world towards a greater awareness. We are seeing news of protests in America. Yes, it's hard to believe, but it's true - Americans are starting to wake up a little, finally discontent with the garbage they're fed every day. People around the world are waking up. It's a global energy state that people are learning to work with, realizing that we are all fundamentally the same thing and no one/no being is really superior to anyone else, no matter how much paper they have or what armies they think they control. It is not with anger that we will find balance, but with love and care. It is our love for eachother that will bring things into order, not wanting punishment inflicted on the hapless pawns of greater entropy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal experiences are congealing into a denser actualization of themes I have spent the last few years (maybe my whole life) trying to bring into human language and thought. It almost feels unnecessary to write about my thoughts, as I have realized the kinds of things I want to express are not meant to be thought out and displayed for others to read. In order to reach a true personal gnosis, these themes must be transmuted and interpreted from within. It is not by putting my words out for others to read that I will reach what I am trying to grasp. It doesn't mean that I don't want to write anymore, just that I want to be sure that what I am writing about works for me subjectively. I no longer find interest in dredging synchronistic gems from the muck of local media, in the current flow of physical time I am on a journey within myself and before I really join you all in this work again, I want to be sure that I am not coming from a place of fear or ego as I did before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-8994609286114167702?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/8994609286114167702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=8994609286114167702&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8994609286114167702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8994609286114167702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/09/sync-within-sync.html' title='Sync Within A Sync'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LmiVITlCgkY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-6950688110285789538</id><published>2011-08-01T21:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:20:24.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Light Within Surrounding All</title><content type='html'>Earlier today I reached a sort of crossroads - Unfortunately one of the paths open to me was ending my own life. Realizing this as counterproductive, I began a meditation. I became conscious of my entire body limb by limb in great detail, to build an energetic model for use in neural dimensions. I then used my consciosness "cursor" to activate the main chakra points in my body, leading from my tailbone and up to the top of my skull. I feel my consciousness exploring energetic pathways within myself, feeling this flow of energy as a buzzing, warm lightness moving through me and twinkling with the stuff of stars. I used my consciousness tool to collect and direct energy from energetic absorption centers (hands and feet) into a somewhat obscure energetic storage unit located below the navel, which will then distribute this energy equally to the chakras automatically. I feel abuzz with this starlight radiating within me, this etheric fuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to focus on my breath as it heaves in and out, slowly and surely. The texture of my breathing takes on an oceanic quality, like waves rolling in and drifting back out, over and over and over. There is nothing else happening besides my breathing. It is like traversing a mobius strip - the breath does not end, it merely cycles. So I feel as a sort of immense, oceanic energetic web of consciousness merely existing. It feels more real than day-to-day life. It feels like being in the arms of a goddess. Nothing else matters... I am within my temple and I am working towards a greater understanding of my universe. Internally, I become a feather, within a mental body with a nervous system of its own translated from my physical body (or is it the other way around). I begin floating downwards, ever so gently, ever so relaxed with this new sensation paradox. I allow it to happen, I let myself fall, as if there were a million arms waiting to catch me whenever I reached them. I sense my newly perceived internal environment moving up around me as I float downwards, not fighting the current, not giving in to fear. Just being at one with this feeling of trust within myself. I have become the consciousness tool which I used to become aware of my energetic body. I am slipping into a state of celestial awareness, a transformation into a timeless galactic essence. The structure of the universe beyond space and time is my new dwelling place. A cascade of non-thought information is flowing seamlessly into my awareness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to spin within myself. I feel my new energetic being interacting with my physical surroundings. Without my mind to tell me what is possible and what is not, I float in circles around the room, touching the walls. Slow drips of thoughts prevent me from exiting entirely - this is always the case. I am ecstatic all over my new body as I separate from my old body and touch each wall, in front of me, left and right, behind, above. I feel myself expanding within the room until I cannot fit in it, then shrinking down until the ceiling of the room feels like it's in outer space. My awareness, using the model of my nervous system, stands up and walks out of the room, down the hallway, down the stairs, into the living room, into my kitchen, opening the fridge, closing it. I feel like I'm made of velvet and all of my surroundings are velvet as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back up to my room and attempt to exit my body completely, as all of the actions I've described above were commanded from the "HQ" of my physical body, not entirely separated from it. I begin a projection exercise in which I climb a "user-created" rope in an internal simulation of outside world physics. I feel my hands on the rope pulling my shiny new velvet body up and out, but I do not project entirely. I feel rapid eye movements and energy flowing through me, but I do not "separate". This is nothing new, and something I've come to accept, as it will happen when I have reached a point where I can really learn from the experience of being out of my body. In the meantime, I breathe in and out, and this is all that I need while I explore internal worlds with new senses beyond the five that we use on a daily basis. I find something within myself through my new sensory organ: a message of peace, of mystery, of a way of Being beyond anything we have known before, always within us, waiting for our return from our journey through the space and time it has created for us to interact with ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-6950688110285789538?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/6950688110285789538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=6950688110285789538&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6950688110285789538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6950688110285789538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/08/light-within-surrounding-all.html' title='The Light Within Surrounding All'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-1262397058199547087</id><published>2011-08-01T14:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T15:11:26.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>might as well</title><content type='html'>vomit my thoughts into my blog. I'm not angry these days as much as I am just drained by everything. I am witnessing this strangely beautiful play of forces of will, but it's all rushing by so fast that I cannot pinpoint one single thing to focus on. My recent times have been marked by the depression which I have found will return no matter which decisions I make, no matter what path I take. I find myself feeling suicidal more often than usual, wanting to float into nothingness to find some sort of relief from the pain that I feel. It makes it hard to really make any progress, to really find worth in anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel myself entirely immersed in the Sync Web rather than observing it. I cannot pinpoint the differences in a sort of sync-less reality used for reference from one filled with meaningful coincidence. It's all blurring together and making even less sense than it ever did. I feel like I won't make it past this year if things keep going the way they are inside of me. But I have been in this place many times before and always seem to make it out... This time, though, I am putting up much less of a fight. I am giving in to what hurts me, I am submitting to the pain. I don't want to fight it anymore, I will probably ride this downward spiral until the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel my spiritual debt is very steep indeed... But I find it strange that I have followed the path of my intuition and found worth in things that really matter to me instead of what matters to everyone else, and I have still found myself circling the drain. I'm not entirely sure what to do anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-1262397058199547087?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/1262397058199547087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=1262397058199547087&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1262397058199547087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1262397058199547087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/08/might-as-well.html' title='might as well'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-7195446556157043744</id><published>2011-05-24T16:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T16:46:30.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>concrescence</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wuNkC_w6ioc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new music by me, enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-7195446556157043744?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/7195446556157043744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=7195446556157043744&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7195446556157043744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7195446556157043744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/05/concrescence.html' title='concrescence'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wuNkC_w6ioc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-3111527609133719625</id><published>2011-03-17T13:38:00.034-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T13:45:23.974-04:00</updated><title type='text'>iMMortal</title><content type='html'>Note: I turned off comment moderation. I don't remember why I turned it on. Anyway, hopefully this will increase discussion on my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I initially wanted to make a sync video for this, but I don't quite have the resources to do that. So instead, you're getting this - a bare bones sync post. I apologize if my style isn't quite as insightful as it could be, I only want to present the syncs and let you decide for yourself what they really mean to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently watched the 1986 (1+9+8+6=24) movie HigHlander, where I encountered many a sync. Let's begin, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LNnFD-SrL68/TYJIlhLgM_I/AAAAAAAAB5A/wTqs9GUgNQ4/s1600/highlander-quad-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LNnFD-SrL68/TYJIlhLgM_I/AAAAAAAAB5A/wTqs9GUgNQ4/s320/highlander-quad-poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585106297291813874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There can BE only ONE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, the double H in the movie's title. Jake has recently pointed out that the height of the Winnipeg Legislative Building is half the height of the Great Pyramid. Since the Winnipeg Legislative building is shaped like an H, this gives us HH as being a Pyramid resonator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0scs9Gu3HOc/TYJJkMpW4uI/AAAAAAAAB5I/MOArh_Y-XP4/s1600/legpyramid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0scs9Gu3HOc/TYJJkMpW4uI/AAAAAAAAB5I/MOArh_Y-XP4/s320/legpyramid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585107374111646434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Lambert, who plays an &lt;b&gt;Immortal&lt;/b&gt;, also plays Raiden (god of Thunder) in the &lt;b&gt;Mortal&lt;/b&gt; Kombat movie (M+K=24), continuing the Mortality theme (although Raiden is immortal as well). Raiden fights with a Staff (resonating Moses) and Lightning Bolts (resonating Zeus/Jupiter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKdHwWh_beM/TYJLZjUtO1I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/1d0b6X6wFow/s1600/christopher-lambert-mortal-kombat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKdHwWh_beM/TYJLZjUtO1I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/1d0b6X6wFow/s320/christopher-lambert-mortal-kombat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585109390243740498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5L6D2npC-M/TYJLo5RqfeI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/4LM3IkVAPl0/s1600/raiden-staff.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5L6D2npC-M/TYJLo5RqfeI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/4LM3IkVAPl0/s320/raiden-staff.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585109653834595810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's start the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xeur79tbuB4/TYJy0X9gmHI/AAAAAAAAB5g/NzwIFzLTePo/s1600/vlcsnap-00002.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xeur79tbuB4/TYJy0X9gmHI/AAAAAAAAB5g/NzwIFzLTePo/s320/vlcsnap-00002.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585152732003604594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie begins with "THORN EMI", Thorn being equatable with North and Throne. jake said in the Sync Whole post &lt;a href=http://g8ors.blogspot.com/2010/12/shake-spear-d-liver-gifts-of-joy.html&gt;Shake a spear and D-liver the gift of joy&lt;/a&gt;, "I like how we wear the Crown resonating the THRONE at the NORTHERN extreme of the human body." Very well put. I feel the Crown chakra spinning has a lot to do with Sync (meaning symbolic data is pulled into the Third Eye through the Crown's wisdom vortex). Christ wore a Crown of THORNs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PJWT0_Fs4Zc/TYJ0p-e3N_I/AAAAAAAAB5o/R0vKlMcBEw0/s1600/vlcsnap-00003.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PJWT0_Fs4Zc/TYJ0p-e3N_I/AAAAAAAAB5o/R0vKlMcBEw0/s320/vlcsnap-00003.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585154752388741106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... until NOW". I feel this Battle theme has a lot to do with the hardships we face in current times, such as protests in different countries around the world and the natural disasters which we are struggling to survive through, although this is nothing new, it seems to be the main focus of our collective attention in current times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pC3SlmMlf_M/TYJ18Z1hlqI/AAAAAAAAB5w/CGm-WBGue14/s1600/vlcsnap-00004.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pC3SlmMlf_M/TYJ18Z1hlqI/AAAAAAAAB5w/CGm-WBGue14/s320/vlcsnap-00004.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585156168480822946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie begins at Madison Square GARDEN, during a wrestling match, which of course takes place in a RING, bringing together the Battle and Crown (Ring around the head) themes. One of the wrestlers wears a Star X (rebel flag) on his cape while a rainbow lens flare appears, seen above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTRJayIqfRs/TYJ24Ytj75I/AAAAAAAAB54/lVyc0iBmZSs/s1600/vlcsnap-00005.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTRJayIqfRs/TYJ24Ytj75I/AAAAAAAAB54/lVyc0iBmZSs/s320/vlcsnap-00005.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585157198971137938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the wrestling match, the main character and Immortal Connor Macleod (Christopher Lambert) starts having flashbacks of his very first battle in the scottish Highlands, and gets up to leave. A "214" (number of Jupiter, King of the planets) goes right through his head. Bonus sync: This occurs at &lt;a href=http://twitpic.com/4acjuc&gt;4:21 into the movie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ivgX6LMb2hk/TYJ3hmD3veI/AAAAAAAAB6A/mYLCqmZ8Yys/s1600/vlcsnap-00006.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ivgX6LMb2hk/TYJ3hmD3veI/AAAAAAAAB6A/mYLCqmZ8Yys/s320/vlcsnap-00006.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585157906929008098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks to the parKING garage, and syncs with the word "Garden", while a star appears on a pillar on the right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8g7GTyyKXZQ/TYJ3-LPk4BI/AAAAAAAAB6I/QR5RCCu3INs/s1600/vlcsnap-00007.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8g7GTyyKXZQ/TYJ3-LPk4BI/AAAAAAAAB6I/QR5RCCu3INs/s320/vlcsnap-00007.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585158397946552338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He meets another immortal in the parking garage, and their sWORDs point to the WORD Garden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8wFozmW9vM/TYJ4RvReSdI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/kn4lGDu7eGI/s1600/vlcsnap-00008.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8wFozmW9vM/TYJ4RvReSdI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/kn4lGDu7eGI/s320/vlcsnap-00008.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585158734035700178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word ONE appears vertically on a Pillar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txs4w79JBIA/TYJ4iwGr0JI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/WQeMJsQAX2Q/s1600/vlcsnap-00009.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txs4w79JBIA/TYJ4iwGr0JI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/WQeMJsQAX2Q/s320/vlcsnap-00009.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585159026316660882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor has his sword knocked out of his hand, and it rolls under a car with the license plate BA-&lt;b&gt;42&lt;/b&gt;31...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zD5GhlLVG6g/TYJ4yVmOUzI/AAAAAAAAB6g/yUYwFURPFl8/s1600/vlcsnap-00010.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zD5GhlLVG6g/TYJ4yVmOUzI/AAAAAAAAB6g/yUYwFURPFl8/s320/vlcsnap-00010.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585159294079095602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... So he picks up a big ROD and starts fighting with it, seen here making an X (cross, 24) with the other guy's sword. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-5YYhxIhTg/TYJ5e3JdtMI/AAAAAAAAB6o/NmwUpsnqiMY/s1600/starrod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-5YYhxIhTg/TYJ5e3JdtMI/AAAAAAAAB6o/NmwUpsnqiMY/s320/starrod.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585160058999518402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exodus 4:2 - "And the Lord said unto him, what is that in thine hand? And he said, a ROD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(see my &lt;a href=http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/02/birdemic-worst-movie-ever-but-it-kinda.html&gt;Birdemic post&lt;/a&gt; for more RODs) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor beheads the guy (this is the only way to kill an immortal, which emphasizes the Throne/Crown theme again), and this personal sync appears as he runs away:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ssVP5tIS81o/TYJ6h7F89XI/AAAAAAAAB64/bv_axIJC1yI/s1600/vlcsnap-00011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ssVP5tIS81o/TYJ6h7F89XI/AAAAAAAAB64/bv_axIJC1yI/s320/vlcsnap-00011.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585161211109766514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is on the pillar! Weird. I should also note that all these Pillars are significant as well, as noticing Pillars through Jake's early work in sync was my introduction to sync in the first place. Pillars have their own huge sync web, a quick search on "syncchromysticism pillars" will take you to some great info (I usually relate them to the pillars of freemasonry, but there are other interpretations as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kdqWXKltlss/TYJ8OCDa9KI/AAAAAAAAB7A/geGeoF_VAwQ/s1600/vlcsnap-00012.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kdqWXKltlss/TYJ8OCDa9KI/AAAAAAAAB7A/geGeoF_VAwQ/s320/vlcsnap-00012.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585163068404069538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are taken back to Connor's first battle in the Scottish Highlands, where we see that the symbol of his clan is the Bull (one of Zeus's animal forms).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HXXr8tcDMxo/TYJ8sTkz6sI/AAAAAAAAB7M/2OwqGKPPyZY/s1600/vlcsnap-00013.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HXXr8tcDMxo/TYJ8sTkz6sI/AAAAAAAAB7M/2OwqGKPPyZY/s320/vlcsnap-00013.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585163588503595714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His enemy in battle, and the main villain in the movie The Kurgan (played by ClanCy Brown, who does the voice of Mr. Krabs (CanCer)in Spongebob &lt;b&gt;Square&lt;/b&gt;pants and trained soldiers to ContaCt ET in Starship Troopers), is seen on a horse entraining with a Lightning Bolt. Making him a horseman, resonating with Sagittarius, which is ruled by &lt;b&gt;Jupiter&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Qd2DFw6jM0/TYJ-O0q_frI/AAAAAAAAB7U/CO0shyeZElk/s1600/vlcsnap-00014.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Qd2DFw6jM0/TYJ-O0q_frI/AAAAAAAAB7U/CO0shyeZElk/s320/vlcsnap-00014.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585165281015070386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kurgan (very casually) stabs Macleod in the chest, very Christ-like (I wouldn't be surprised if his &lt;b&gt;liver&lt;/b&gt; was punctured) as this supposedly "kills" him, but since he is immortal (he doesn't know it yet) he lives on after everyone thinks he has died, which makes his entire clan think he's "the Devil". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-ADUNBGUJo/TYJ_OXTMcXI/AAAAAAAAB7c/hvtmD5mOobo/s1600/vlcsnap-00015.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-ADUNBGUJo/TYJ_OXTMcXI/AAAAAAAAB7c/hvtmD5mOobo/s320/vlcsnap-00015.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585166372642255218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in 1986, Macleod is stopped by the POlice in his attempt to escape the parking garage (lots of pillars in the background), and we get the above KK sync...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UgOpGrO184w/TYJ_3B-pjZI/AAAAAAAAB7k/fR8vCPYdImI/s1600/vlcsnap-00016.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UgOpGrO184w/TYJ_3B-pjZI/AAAAAAAAB7k/fR8vCPYdImI/s320/vlcsnap-00016.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585167071293574546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Along with a blurry Eagle (zeus animal, look above the police car), and the PO of Police. ICE has been entraining with other sync heads lately (perhaps since the North pole is an icy place) and to tie in "Police" with that, the word is a combination of Pole and Ice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YNZamr_psA/TYKDcA-trHI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Mg3Inf2VU98/s1600/vlcsnap-00017.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YNZamr_psA/TYKDcA-trHI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Mg3Inf2VU98/s320/vlcsnap-00017.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585171005215452274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pole-iceman interrogating MacLEOd has a 13 on his collar, presumably for Precinct (pre-synced) 13. 13 resonates with the Sun (the 12 zodiac constellations + the sun) and 24 is each number in 13 shifted up by one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBJQyLjriGg/TYKFLG37hVI/AAAAAAAAB70/odxTQgYyvnM/s1600/vlcsnap-00018.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBJQyLjriGg/TYKFLG37hVI/AAAAAAAAB70/odxTQgYyvnM/s320/vlcsnap-00018.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585172913763091794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Door is a red dot with a lightning bolt inside of it. This resonates both the red "eye" of Jupiter and the Japanese flag. Rod backwards (Dor) would be pronounced the same as "Door". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update with more stuff later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-3111527609133719625?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/3111527609133719625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=3111527609133719625&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3111527609133719625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3111527609133719625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/03/immortal.html' title='iMMortal'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LNnFD-SrL68/TYJIlhLgM_I/AAAAAAAAB5A/wTqs9GUgNQ4/s72-c/highlander-quad-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-1260787650577466843</id><published>2011-02-17T21:44:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T13:59:54.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birdemic: worst movie ever (but it kinda syncs! + more updates and a review)</title><content type='html'>I say this alot, but Birdemic is the worst movie I've seen up to this point in my life. I can sit through just about any bad movie, but I couldn't finish this one. There were a couple syncs in what I managed to watch, I mean the whole "plot" of the movie is that eagles start killing people for almost no reason (a "scientist" in the movie says it's because of the "uhh, bird flu virus"). I had considered making a sync video for this movie, but quickly changed my mind because I honestly would not recommend anyone actually seeking this movie out. It was spawned in some sort of nether void of shittiness and somehow escaped into our reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early on in the movie, the main character "Rod" (backwards is dor/door, Janus/Zeus is the god of doorways) is watching the news, and a reporter mentions "flocks of seagulls and crows found dead along highway 101 (11)". This movie was made in 2008, and it kind of relates to the mass animal deaths that were in the news a month or two ago. Right after that, the White Bear sync makes an appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xaEwM65810c/TV3fElkzGwI/AAAAAAAAB2U/X7AZWA-279U/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-20h08m10s225.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xaEwM65810c/TV3fElkzGwI/AAAAAAAAB2U/X7AZWA-279U/s320/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-20h08m10s225.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574857183653468930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod mentions that he's an "Eagles" fan (the football team, not the band), perhaps in a sort of dumb foreshadowing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely at this screenshot, you can see "St. MarTIN wildfire" in the lower lefthand corner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpMX7cK-jAA/TV3fqQAgMZI/AAAAAAAAB2c/fgKd_1aviJw/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-20h18m31s5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpMX7cK-jAA/TV3fqQAgMZI/AAAAAAAAB2c/fgKd_1aviJw/s320/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-20h18m31s5.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574857830699118994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see T&amp;K (20&amp;11) food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxo_ZzbB2vk/TV3f7RQPovI/AAAAAAAAB2k/prjOLm9DKQ0/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-20h20m28s210.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxo_ZzbB2vk/TV3f7RQPovI/AAAAAAAAB2k/prjOLm9DKQ0/s320/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-20h20m28s210.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574858123091354354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..And in the very next shot, "Hair" appears (Hare/Rabbit, 2011 is year of the rabbit). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Axt5YfBxFNM/TV3gpjPZSkI/AAAAAAAAB2s/XglG5NMC4Wg/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-20h20m49s159.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Axt5YfBxFNM/TV3gpjPZSkI/AAAAAAAAB2s/XglG5NMC4Wg/s320/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-20h20m49s159.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574858918193613378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main character and his "girlfriend" are at some kind of pumpkin fair thing called "Half Moon Bay" or something like that, and they decide to point out this painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l5_FbN__BuY/TV3iLPuw-AI/AAAAAAAAB20/Wuu052errP0/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-22h05m21s189.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l5_FbN__BuY/TV3iLPuw-AI/AAAAAAAAB20/Wuu052errP0/s320/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-22h05m21s189.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574860596583659522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally nothing is happening up until this point in the movie. It's a monotonous, boring abomination. Then, for no apparent reason, everything is still and silent. After a minute or so of this film purgatory, a moment of relief from the staggering stupidity of the first 40 or so minutes of the "movie", a sudden piercing wail takes over the soundtrack, very much out of mix with the rest of the sound in the movie, and we see a bunch of awful, horrible CGI eagles (update: I just read that they were actually animated gifs!) flying about, somehow causing explosions. At this moment I realized this is movie hell, this was an experiment gone completely awry and I must abort before this thing melts my brain into pudding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the movie's got killer eagles in it, and it sucks. Enough said. This movie is the polar opposite of the holy grail and should be avoided at all costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I finish watching this, I'll update it with whatever else syncs. So for now I'll leave you with a quote from the movie: "It's the human species that needs to quit playing cowboy with nature. We must act more like astronauts, spacemen taking care of our Spaceship Earth." (note: this is the exact line where I couldn't take anymore and turned off the movie. And it's not that I don't sort of agree with the "spaceship earth" thing, it was just so horribly delivered and hokey sounding. The movie has this whole "go green" thing to it that really has nothing to do with the so-called plot or any of the events taking place. It's never specified why the eagles start attacking, or why anything in the movie is happening. It makes no sense whatsoever!). That being said, this movie would be a blast to watch with friends over cups of coffee and riff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update: Here's a picture showing "half Moon bay" on a bus. This image is shown for about 15 seconds while the eagle noise plays on repeat the &lt;i&gt;entire time&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvGuINfuvHs/TV3osDwuetI/AAAAAAAAB28/m_YvYgNFdRo/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-22h33m35s143.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvGuINfuvHs/TV3osDwuetI/AAAAAAAAB28/m_YvYgNFdRo/s320/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-22h33m35s143.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574867757376109266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what this guy's saying, but here's a 99 (the sum of the letters in the word "Jupiter" add up to 99, and 9x9 is the magic square of the Moon, linking Jupiter and the Moon) and a 224 (look at the price on the cash register)- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MGdT4sGG9Do/TV3qIa8TApI/AAAAAAAAB3E/HWvwQ4Ulwjk/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-22h38m21s211.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MGdT4sGG9Do/TV3qIa8TApI/AAAAAAAAB3E/HWvwQ4Ulwjk/s320/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-22h38m21s211.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574869344146621074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard to tell because the cameraman has decided to focus on the crap on the shelves in the foreground rather than the actors, but these kids are taking down big jugs of water (Aquarian vibes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IxRir3gUAho/TV3rFugA3PI/AAAAAAAAB3M/8JAoFdP_FZk/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-22h42m24s200.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IxRir3gUAho/TV3rFugA3PI/AAAAAAAAB3M/8JAoFdP_FZk/s320/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-22h42m24s200.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574870397368720626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about 15 minutes after the last screenshot, but he catches a fish (pisces). Good for him. Good thing they had all that time to go fishing out in the open while there's deadly eagles flying around. By the way, the eagles only attack you if you drive a car or use gas in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1aX1XoOY8Uw/TV3vrohWrnI/AAAAAAAAB3U/VWiySOhEhv4/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-23h02m37s185.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1aX1XoOY8Uw/TV3vrohWrnI/AAAAAAAAB3U/VWiySOhEhv4/s320/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-23h02m37s185.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574875446645272178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids decide to play with a ball that actually looks alot like Jupiter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lnYaKMA_p64/TV3wuydFpDI/AAAAAAAAB3c/cF6sAr01A5Y/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-23h07m09s115.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lnYaKMA_p64/TV3wuydFpDI/AAAAAAAAB3c/cF6sAr01A5Y/s320/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-23h07m09s115.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574876600362968114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was really painful to sit through, but it had its unintentionally hilarious moments, which may or may not make it worth watching just to make fun of the complete lack of effort or creativity put into it. The acting is the kind of garbage rotting at the lowest layer of a massive landfill, the editing is akin to spending an hour and a half with someone who never completes sentences and gets off on awkward silences(many shots simply hang long after the scene is over, leaving the actors frozen in position, clearly anticipating hearing "cut"), the sound mix is full of ambient noise, cuts out between each shot and anytime the animated gif eagles are on screen they emit the most irritating "PEEP PEEP PEEP" and it's way louder than anything else going on. The ending, if you can call it that, simply has the eagles attacking the main characters and then suddenly flying off into the distance while the main characters watch. This scene lasts about a minute and thirty seconds, nothing is explained, nothing is resolved, it simply &lt;i&gt;ends&lt;/i&gt;. Which is kind of a huge relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, thinking about this movie is making me feel odd. I kind of want to watch it again to see all the worst scenes (which is, well, the whole movie), but at the same time I want to see it flung back into the black pit from which it crawled, like a dirty diaper being disposed of.  I guess that's what I get for watching a movie called "Birdemic" in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sync-wise, it was pretty amazing. But sync can turn just about any movie into gold, like alchemy. When I heard there was a movie where freaking Eagles are the villain, I knew I had to see it, both in a masochistic morbid curiosity kind of way, and because the Eagle is such a strong sync symbol. Besides, it's been a while since I've watched a movie just from hearing how bad it is. This movie has a sort of internet cult status attached to it, which it probably deserves. It was definitely way, way worse than I expected, which was both a good and a bad surprise. Anyway, don't watch it, but do watch it. Wait, what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-1260787650577466843?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/1260787650577466843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=1260787650577466843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1260787650577466843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1260787650577466843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/02/birdemic-worst-movie-ever-but-it-kinda.html' title='Birdemic: worst movie ever (but it kinda syncs! + more updates and a review)'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xaEwM65810c/TV3fElkzGwI/AAAAAAAAB2U/X7AZWA-279U/s72-c/vlcsnap-2011-02-17-20h08m10s225.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-2504147411799041748</id><published>2011-02-09T21:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T21:17:19.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4x4=12</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwCOtPUhjHU/TVNKhBp63zI/AAAAAAAAB2E/nUV3nDWU4JM/s1600/4x4-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwCOtPUhjHU/TVNKhBp63zI/AAAAAAAAB2E/nUV3nDWU4JM/s320/4x4-12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571879095227834162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-2504147411799041748?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/2504147411799041748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=2504147411799041748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2504147411799041748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2504147411799041748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/02/4x412.html' title='4x4=12'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwCOtPUhjHU/TVNKhBp63zI/AAAAAAAAB2E/nUV3nDWU4JM/s72-c/4x4-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-47580909897218785</id><published>2011-01-28T21:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:28:49.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Freequency</title><content type='html'>A frequency generated within by a lack of disruptive thought patterns has opened a door. Is the door an entrance or an exit? At this point, does it really matter? Going through this wavedoor, we exit “reality” and enter our own field of consciousness, like a torus passing through itself. The thing about the matter-pattern we usually wake into is that whether or not we realize that we are consciousness experiencing itself, we return. So entering the wavedoor does not actually change anything, at least to our mind-based perception of the hologram which composes everything, including our bodies. But inside, intuitively, we know something has changed. We have chosen to be here. It is our choice entirely, as facets of one awareness, to be here and experience things at this frequency of space and time. Awakenings don't quite matter in the end, as we all awake each day into the world that we have chosen, and all that we experience is exactly what we wanted, whether we know it or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stated before, synchronicity is an awareness of awareness, as is everything in existence. Synchromysticism is like surfing a nice wave instead of simply watching it crash to shore. Synchronicity involves a perceptual bending of space and time, in that patterns which occupy space form a pattern in time in a coherent event. We are all at once synchronized with everything in existence, whether we are aware of synchronicity or not, which is beautiful. The waves are affecting us, and we are affecting the waves, because we are one and the same experiencing itself. The fractal infinity of subdividing reality runnels are all linked eternally to one source. Meaning that the symbols we see are ourselves, as is everything in existence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-47580909897218785?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/47580909897218785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=47580909897218785&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/47580909897218785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/47580909897218785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/01/freequency.html' title='The Freequency'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-8389660133568774289</id><published>2011-01-24T19:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T22:49:33.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible Man In A Fluorescent Suit</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uwR4GFAtJ4k?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, things are not as they seem. The only problem here is that there is no readily available portal to enter the reality we all seek. Even with things like sync, it is not a constant state of mind unless one truly makes an effort (ed - This may not be the case for everyone, but for me, I can fall "out of sync" completely, usually in more chaotic states, so perhaps it is more an effect of not wanting to relate synchronicity to bad states of mind). I have days where I wake up and check twitter immediately to see what's going on in Sync-land (in case some of you are curious as to where the Sync Whole is active 24/7, look for us on twitter) and some days where it just doesn't pass my mind. This is exactly how I feel it is supposed to be, working in the background yet you can return any time you like, making it a very low-maintenance form of gnosis. As far as existing solely in the realm of everlasting joy, I have not found any sort of permanent solution yet. I'm curious as to whether one will ever actually exist, since the third dimension is sort of like an experimenting ground, a plane to work out problems and fix bugs in our program. Without it I feel things might be a lot less interesting. A lot less tedious  and painful as well, but what can we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an interesting weekend. I tried explaining synchronicity to a friend as we drove to Alabama. Needless to say I didn't "awaken" him, but I told him this was going to be the case, no matter who was telling him. My entire weekend was one big synchromystic tour ride, witnessing the connectedness between all things and just breathing it all in. To document it all wouldn't only be unnecessary, but also very tedious, no matter how amazing it is at the time. On this trip, I marveled at the silly things people do to occupy their dreaming mind, gasped at the monotony of most peoples' lives and sat in peace with myself while others clearly needed a break from the reality they've thought themselves into. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep from sounding completely self-centered and rude, it was a very introspective weekend where I felt almost completely detached from "the world around me", as they put it, feeling miles and miles away, and it worried me a little when I couldn't quite relate to a group of people I was somewhat forced to be around. I've had a history of social anxiety, but it's quickly becoming something I'm growing out of, which is a very good thing. Even then, my inner and outer silence within a group of people who are clearly more comfortable socially was very testing and awkward, and I couldn't help but think if I had given in and drank alcohol with them rather than sipping japanese green tea, the night would have gone a little smoother for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But without these tests, we would have no more space to grow. We would be content with the path we've taken, ignorant to other viewpoints, existing in a corner shrinking in on us rather than exploring our inner selves and seeing what's beyond the horizon. Without challenge, we would see no reason to seek something new, both in the third dimension and within. We need to see the beauty and artistry in simple things around us, and accept others the way we want to be accepted. We need to accept ourselves, too. Balance is required, and observing nature teaches balance. We have lost our connection to nature, seeing it only as a pretty view (or ugly, if you're one of those sad souls who sees nature as an enemy) on our ride to work, then shrugging its beauty off as we close ourselves in again, not attempting to understand anything about it. It seems "easier" that way, when really, it complicates things much more to live in denial of our home, neglecting it and manipulating it to feed our ego. We seek more where there is already enough, abandoning this amazing place so full of lessons to be learned only to search for truth within closed walls. Shelters have their purpose, but to truly appreciate your own life, this planet on which all life as we know it has chosen to thrive is a required class to study. Not to say life doesn't exist elsewhere, but until you've seen it with your own eyes, this is it. And there's so much of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My suggestion to you, dear reader, is to learn to love nature again, if you don't already. The most obvious and incredible pattern is the one we wake up into every single day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-8389660133568774289?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/8389660133568774289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=8389660133568774289&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8389660133568774289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8389660133568774289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/01/invisible-man-in-fluorescent-suit.html' title='Invisible Man In A Fluorescent Suit'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uwR4GFAtJ4k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-3534983655514928363</id><published>2011-01-17T19:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T19:13:20.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Thoughts On Existence</title><content type='html'>Perhaps this is all a dream. As Neil Kramer says, a “very consistent dream”. What most people consider reality is just what they're told it is, a sort of self-perpetuating mind virus seeded eons ago. Imagination and insight are no longer acceptable in the sphere of modern culture. Everything must be based on a previous model to be presented, even posited, without immediate ridicule and rejection. Synchromysticism, and all other types of open-source consciousness programs, are ways, not out, but IN to realms of knowing, of conscious real-time concepts becoming aware of themselves and self-replicating, spreading more like a seed than the virus of negative mass reality tunnels. To make everything shine with clarity, to have it all make perfect sense, is a sort of taboo these days. For anyone to find their own gnosis outside of a commonly accepted societal structure is heresy in the eyes of those who are unknowingly fully embedded into the Phoenix mold, that which finds its sustenance through the ashes of decay. In nature, this decay becomes new life to sustain the earth. Decomposition is the ultimate source of life. It reveals that our image of death as something to escape (usually through religion or science) and to fear is completely false. But the mold which most human beings fit is designed to empower themselves or the earth, but people who wish to act as gods over others in a conceptualized, imagined hierarchical structure. One that people bow down to, but it really does not hold any true power, once fear of death, fear of nature and avoidance of the real world is shed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the essence of the dream we wake into each day. But what about outside of the dream? We can all remember the “real dreams” we've had where we are in bliss, completely unaware of fear or anxiety or living up to expectations. To me, this is actuality, the state of pure consciousness which our physical body is merely a specific density of. When the fear of the “outside world” penetrates the veil between densities, we have nightmares. Peaceful confrontation is the path inward, the bridge to that place we all know exists, yet consensus reality tells us is not so. It's funny how we have all grown to sort of avoid ourselves, in order to maintain a system in which we are merely cogs, tendons of a shadow being that we cannot immediately perceive, but just assume exists. We can do all the wishing we want, but until we face ourselves and ask what's really going on inside, why we put up this charade, why we have allowed ourselves to become desensitized to war and famine, nothing is going to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consciousness flows and changes constantly, ever expanding, encompassing all and everything. Time is a filter which allows our physical density (including our brain functions) to change at a rate synchronized with the cycles of the stars, rather than exploding us into realizations at a rate far too intense for our minds to cope with. Stepping outside of this time cycle, we travel to infinite distances in the space of a nanosecond and take on the most alien yet familiar of forms, experiencing joyous life and painful death as one and the same a million times over, a strobe blurring into rainbow tinted mist. Time itself will not change, but our perception of it is always changing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our experience, from beginning to finish, is a lesson. A lesson in loving, a chance to grow, to adapt and to simply “be”. This form we take, the form in which you are reading this (if you've taken it upon yourself to sit through it) is a sight to behold. It is the vehicle by which our consciousness drives our will, and our consciousness, in its state of eternal peace and clarity, is none the happier to take on this form. Earth is comparable to a server in an online multiplayer game, new members joining, wondering what it's all about, wondering why there are so many other forms of consciousness here. I feel our consciousness is here to learn. In this game there are no tutorials, only experience through playing. Our connection to our “source”, like a server list we can go back to at any time, is never lost. Not for one second. It exists beyond space and time. It is only through experience in the game that we can know this. Pain is a construct of time and the mind, a state which we exit through learning. In our current state, time is precious because we are convinced of linear properties to this construct, and the pain we feel is very much related to time, in that we feel we won't ever have a chance to heal, when truly there is all the time in the world to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synchromysticism itself lends to non-linearity, as has been stated many times by other synchromystics. There is something very telling in how as a group we can entrain on a set of symbols and become aware through our observations of these symbols presenting themselves to us in “real time”. It is space and time bending, like a curtain rising. Although the “easiest” symbols to interact with are visual, events in the lives of seemingly separate individuals (according to what we are taught) become connected and entangled in this “flow”. It is our consciousness becoming aware of itself, our oneness showing its face. The sense of peace attained from this form of gnosis is unlike any other, since it is multi-dimensional. The only other way that I can feel I am truly in my most conscious state is during meditation, but that takes me out of the physical state. Synchromysticism joins truly inseparable states in a tangible way and makes it hard for us to avoid this multidimensional awareness, which is necessary if we are ever to find peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evidence is around us all the time. We are like moviegoers or novel readers who don't want to have the ending spoiled for us. We want to find out for ourselves. And that is why we are here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-3534983655514928363?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/3534983655514928363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=3534983655514928363&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3534983655514928363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3534983655514928363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2011/01/non-thoughts-on-existence.html' title='Non-Thoughts On Existence'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-639920065380891689</id><published>2010-10-23T19:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T20:33:05.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I die?</title><content type='html'>I haven't made any posts in the last couple of months. This is because I have begun doing volunteer work on an organic farm in Roswell, Georgia. It's hard to sum up everything that's been going on with me since so much has happened. I've quit smoking cigarettes and weed and I've quit drinking (the only "drug" I do regularly now is tea), I've become more healthy in general and work more than I ever have. I've always enjoyed spending time immersed in nature, now I work outside with plants every day, and live where I work. Which is always nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's kind of funny to me is that even after this transformation, the ever-present Sync is still with me. I guess I thought (even feared) that the "magic" of the symbolic structures I've read and experienced over the last 3 years would escape me. Now, it seems more prevalent and meaningful than ever. Where there was once a sense of enclosure and despair, the mystery of the beyond-coincidental chronological appearance of certain symbols to my point of view has returned. I no longer wish to appease the paranoid mindset of so many writers concerning this subject, it is all based on shallow fear and rigid beliefs when there is seemingly more to it than what some perceive as the bars of a cosmic, all-encompassing jail cell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A volunteer who had visited my farm for a week was very much involved in this continuing evolution of consciousness. She called herself Kika, she would wear a shirt that said "Oz Bus" on it (bus is sub[conscious] backwards), and I developed strong feelings for her very quickly, and experienced some of the worst heartbreak anxiety I've ever been through. She is an astrological Tiger, relating to the current chinese zodiac year, and she is 24 years old. She had taken a bus from London to Australia, and then a ship from there to America. I couldn't tell her how I felt. Who falls in love over the period of less than a week? Surely someone who is only infatuated, lonely and dependent. She was back on the road before I could even begin to express how I felt. It was an extremely emotionally turbulent time for me, and when she left I sent her an email telling her a very basic outline of how I felt, to see if there was even a hint of mutual bonds between us. She has yet to respond, and it all seems a little futile. I don't know why I invest so much hope in my love being returned when I'm far too shy to say how I really feel. Rejection is a nail in my coffin, as far as my ego is concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am not immersed in meditation, I am becoming stronger, more experienced and I am breaking the illusion I've held for so long of there being chains holding me down. The chain links are the synchronicities we experience, our minds are almost like the parents of the growing baby of Being. Whatever explanation we attach to these synchronicities is what is most appropriate for our point of view to develop towards an ever-blooming, open-ended conscious realization. The doubt, anxiety and fear which some people attach to their perception of this flower of consciousness is somewhat enlightening, as it is a lesson they are continuously learning, proving that we all find just what we are looking for eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we think we know as the truth is only what is the most comfortable environment for the "parents" known as our minds to nurture the growing child of our inner being. The depths at which we are capable of perceiving our reality are harrowing, beautiful, abyssal and overall, the essence of our journey itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-639920065380891689?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/639920065380891689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=639920065380891689&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/639920065380891689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/639920065380891689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/10/did-i-die.html' title='Did I die?'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-8267837828298456653</id><published>2010-07-12T01:37:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:50:56.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4side (incl. Phi and Pi)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_rectangle&gt;The Golden Rectangle&lt;/a&gt; (4 sided and 2 dimensional, like a computer screen, a TV screen, or most road signs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/TDqq3I3UhrI/AAAAAAAABwI/xRqKq3R6y2g/s1600/goldenrectangle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/TDqq3I3UhrI/AAAAAAAABwI/xRqKq3R6y2g/s320/goldenrectangle.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492890559780783794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the reason the Jupiter numbers are 1, 2 and 4 is to focus your attention on the hidden 3 (a number/symbol which is known to be in all sorts of sync-business). &lt;a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Pi-unrolled-720.gif&gt;This page&lt;/a&gt; contains an interesting graphic related to Pi. It's animated so I can't post it here, click the link to see where the 3 comes in. I'm struggling to find an image which showed three circles intertwining similar to a vesica piscis with a figure inside of each circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/TDqwkJyvRjI/AAAAAAAABwQ/pQ0OU-_wj9M/s1600/pentagram_phi_proportions.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/TDqwkJyvRjI/AAAAAAAABwQ/pQ0OU-_wj9M/s320/pentagram_phi_proportions.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492896830682252850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stargate - "phi = the ratio of segments in a 5-pointed star (pentagram) considered sacred to Plato and Pythagoras in their mystery schools. Note that each larger (or smaller) section is related by the phi ratio, so that a power series of the golden ratio raised to successively higher (or lower) powers is automatically generated: phi, phi^2, phi^3, phi^4, phi^5, etc."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In guitar tablature, an example of a diminished/dissonant chord (discord) would look something like this, where the numbers are the positions on the fretboard and the rows are different strings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A--3--&lt;br /&gt;E--2--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "power" chord (wiki: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Power_%28physics%29, notice all the triangles and Ps, and in the musical sense: "Power chords are notated 5. For example, C5 [C power chord] refers to playing the root [C] and fifth [G]. ) looks like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A--4--&lt;br /&gt;E--2--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power and Dissonance, P and D or d, another part of the Whole 69/bp/moon energy. This also gives us 11 (D+P/4+7). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In optics, or radiometry, the term power sometimes refers to &lt;b&gt;radiant flux&lt;/b&gt;, the average rate of energy transport by electromagnetic radiation, measured in watts. The term "power" is also, however, used to express the ability of a lens or other optical device to &lt;b&gt;focus light&lt;/b&gt;. It is measured in dioptres  (inverse metres), and equals the inverse of the focal length of the optical device."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad news of discord:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/TDrbJVBuDsI/AAAAAAAABwY/XwVavoB5Bno/s1600/23uganda.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 17px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/TDrbJVBuDsI/AAAAAAAABwY/XwVavoB5Bno/s320/23uganda.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492943648841404098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is a screenshot of how I first saw this story reported. The number of deaths has been updated to "at least 64" (update: it's now &lt;b&gt;74&lt;/b&gt; in total). &lt;a href=http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/world/africa/10593771.stm&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/TDuODavzDiI/AAAAAAAABwg/SD8eTZueRB8/s1600/toyota_logo_2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/TDuODavzDiI/AAAAAAAABwg/SD8eTZueRB8/s320/toyota_logo_2005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493140359879003682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toyota's 3 rings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-8267837828298456653?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/8267837828298456653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=8267837828298456653&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8267837828298456653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8267837828298456653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/07/4side-incl-phi-and-pi.html' title='4side (incl. Phi and Pi)'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/TDqq3I3UhrI/AAAAAAAABwI/xRqKq3R6y2g/s72-c/goldenrectangle.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-2579268969421841289</id><published>2010-05-18T14:33:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T15:05:38.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dog Obscured Within the Magic Cube</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S_LduZdocyI/AAAAAAAABqc/9duofaG_HtA/s1600/picross-3d-cube-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S_LduZdocyI/AAAAAAAABqc/9duofaG_HtA/s320/picross-3d-cube-logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472680286387467042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the cover for a new Nintendo DS game called Picross 3D. Just interpret this as you will. I will point out the circled 33 below the Hermetic/Sirian dog's face and the 5 on its head that is mirrored with the 5 separate floating cubes (which form a pentagram, symbol of Sirius), not to mention the cube is 5x5x5. This morning, before I saw the Picross 3D commercial, I drew a facebook graffiti (which I never posted because it was horrible) that looked like this (recreated in MSPaint): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S_Le6YO6wyI/AAAAAAAABqk/zauYhQuY8hE/s1600/cubez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S_Le6YO6wyI/AAAAAAAABqk/zauYhQuY8hE/s320/cubez.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472681591727375138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard that the Akashic Records are a cube made of smaller cubes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also like to point out that I posted on Ronnie James Dio last year (sync whole post: &lt;a href=http://g8ors.blogspot.com/search?q=starstruck&gt;Starstruck and Rainbowrocked&lt;/a&gt;), where he resonated with the Rainbow and Jupiter. A google search on "Dio Etymology" brought up this first result: http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/06608x.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Greek Zeus (gen. Dios, Latin  Jupiter (jovpater)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that Zeus and Jupiter are the same dude. So that means the death of Ronnie James Dio in 2010 (year of the striped Tiger, jupiter resonator) basically equated to the death of Jesus/Jupiter. Interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-2579268969421841289?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/2579268969421841289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=2579268969421841289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2579268969421841289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2579268969421841289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/05/dog-obscured-within-magic-cube.html' title='A Dog Obscured Within the Magic Cube'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S_LduZdocyI/AAAAAAAABqc/9duofaG_HtA/s72-c/picross-3d-cube-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-2845012880731389582</id><published>2010-04-30T15:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:59:20.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Gaga: Time Magazine's most influential artist of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://webn.com/cc-common/news/sections/newsarticle.html?feed=104650&amp;article=7058068&gt;Gaga is Time's most influential artist of 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(UPI) - NEW YORK, April 29 (UPI) -- Time magazine has listed pop star Lady Gaga as No. 1 on its list of the most influential artists. The 2010 Time 100 Poll was revealed Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming in at No. 2 on the list Thursday was talk-show host Conan O'Brien, followed by filmmaker Kathryn Bigelow at No. 3, media mogul Oprah Winfrey at No. 4 and Russian conductor and opera company director Valery Gergiev at No. 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rounding out the top tier are British actor Robert Pattinson at No. 6, actor-producer Ashton Kutcher at No. 7, U.S. television writer Suzanne Collins at No. 8, country music star Taylor Swift at No. 9 and actor Neil Patrick Harris at No. 10.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick post before work, going to update later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-2845012880731389582?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/2845012880731389582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=2845012880731389582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2845012880731389582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2845012880731389582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/04/lady-gaga-time-magazines-most.html' title='Lady Gaga: Time Magazine&apos;s most influential artist of 2010'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-6319240355537288138</id><published>2010-04-26T19:40:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:03:26.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tin Prism Transformation</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IgKcAlFp-wo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IgKcAlFp-wo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dr." is composed of D and R, D being 4 and R being 18. 4 plus 18 is 22 (I originally posted this with a 24 instead of a 22, big thanks to Ray for pointing this out ;] Fortunately, my theory remains valid!), a number of Jupiter (and an 11:11). I like the big red oval in the Dr. Pepper logo reminiscent of Jupiter's red storm/eye. The Jupiterian "tin man" theme is also visible here, with the Iron Man 2 movie connection. I've also seen a few commercials lately with the H.A.L./AI theme coming into play, and this is one of them. The final transformation of the man into the machine prism is interesting. Stan Lee plays the other janitor, by the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-6319240355537288138?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/6319240355537288138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=6319240355537288138&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6319240355537288138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6319240355537288138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/04/tin-prism-transformation.html' title='Tin Prism Transformation'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-8799084286246142539</id><published>2010-04-17T14:57:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T15:22:01.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Sync Cipher: The Sun and Jupiter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S8oFS6yO62I/AAAAAAAABoI/2uRtqZyNPxE/s1600/JupiterSun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S8oFS6yO62I/AAAAAAAABoI/2uRtqZyNPxE/s320/JupiterSun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461183320715881314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a small diagram of how the word Sun can become 4 C's and eventually the astrological symbol for Jupiter. Jupiter is related to the sun through &lt;a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2010_Odyssey_Two&gt;Arthur C. Clarke's 2010: Odyssey Two&lt;/a&gt; (note the year) in which Jupiter has been turned into the new sun "Lucifer". I may have done the reverse and turned the sun into Jupiter in my diagram, but one should keep in mind that the diagram can also be seen backwards. The 12 is kind of important, as it forms a final 3/W/E/M, and not to mention holds the components of "2010", Splitting the S to create CC reminds me of thunderbolts for some reason (I imagine lightning splitting something in half), and the &lt;b&gt;rotation&lt;/b&gt; of the U and the N to form another CC are also significant (think of a clock, time having much to do with this considering the 2010/Sun/Jupiter sync)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from a good friend that most paintings of Jesus with a beard, long blonde hair and blue eyes were actually based on images of the Roman god Jupiter. Which excited me, what with all the sync-talk of jesus and zeus being one and the same (like the "Hey Zeus"/Jesus thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S8oHsD7KYwI/AAAAAAAABoQ/98dTKFQOBLU/s1600/christ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S8oHsD7KYwI/AAAAAAAABoQ/98dTKFQOBLU/s320/christ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461185951689237250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S8oIqI9KHhI/AAAAAAAABog/TEOVpwQnbOo/s1600/zeus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S8oIqI9KHhI/AAAAAAAABog/TEOVpwQnbOo/s320/zeus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461187018191674898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that the most prominent syncs in my life are Jupiterian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-8799084286246142539?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/8799084286246142539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=8799084286246142539&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8799084286246142539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8799084286246142539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/04/quick-sync-cipher-sun-and-jupiter.html' title='Quick Sync Cipher: The Sun and Jupiter'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S8oFS6yO62I/AAAAAAAABoI/2uRtqZyNPxE/s72-c/JupiterSun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-8522390632895030258</id><published>2010-04-15T22:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:48:35.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven Seagal's new show canceled after claims of vicious sexual abuse</title><content type='html'>It's more tragic than you might think. But here's why, and it's nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/8623093.stm"&gt;Steven Seagal reality show halted over sex abuse claims&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S8fOLkqBfxI/AAAAAAAABoA/isg9d_WJoF8/s1600/seagal8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S8fOLkqBfxI/AAAAAAAABoA/isg9d_WJoF8/s320/seagal8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460559771423833874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Filming for a reality TV show starring actor Steven Seagal has been halted while he faces claims of sexual abuse from a former personal assistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayden Nguyen, who is taking legal action against the actor, said in court papers she was assaulted three times before fleeing his home in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seagal's lawyer said the allegations were "ridiculous" and "absurd".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven Seagal Lawman follow the action star's other job as a reserve deputy in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jefferson Parish Sheriff Newell Normand said he had told network A&amp;amp;E it would be disruptive to his department to continue filming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I did not think it would be in our best interest to continue filming at the present time," he added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that, despite the civil case, no criminal action was planned because the allegations had not been reported to the authorities.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where it gets really interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'Vicious assault'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Nguyen responded to a magazine advertisement to be Seagal's executive assistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Her $1m (£650,000) legal action accuses the star of sexual harassment, illegal trafficking of females for sex, failure to prevent sexual harassment, retaliation, wrongful termination and false representation about employment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She claims the Flight of Fury star, 58, kept two Russian attendants who were available to him at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 23-year-old also said in legal documents that he used her as a "sex toy", subjecting her to a "vicious sexual assault".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers of blogs like Pseudo-Occult Media (&lt;a href=http://pseudoccultmedia.blogspot.com/&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;) aren't strangers to this sort of thing being done frequently by even the most irrelevant 'celebrities'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to add insult to injury:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mr Seagal's lawyer, Marty Singer, said Ms Nguyen's claims were "a complete fabrication without a scintilla of truth" and that she had been sacked for illegal drug use. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-8522390632895030258?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/8522390632895030258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=8522390632895030258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8522390632895030258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8522390632895030258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/04/steven-seagals-new-show-canceled-after.html' title='Steven Seagal&apos;s new show canceled after claims of vicious sexual abuse'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S8fOLkqBfxI/AAAAAAAABoA/isg9d_WJoF8/s72-c/seagal8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-4853224830405826585</id><published>2010-04-03T15:08:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T15:22:24.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is Evol(ution)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S7eS3QWl6LI/AAAAAAAABnY/Ya-IswWwckc/s1600/carbonheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S7eS3QWl6LI/AAAAAAAABnY/Ya-IswWwckc/s320/carbonheart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455990951562832050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;666 = Carbon (6 electrons, 6 protons and 6 neutrons)/Diamond. This code is more apparent once the heart is broken (i.e. having our comfortable, placid reality interrupted. I feel it may be necessary to undergo a personal period of disillusion in order to find understanding and peace). The root of the word "Schizophrenia" is "Broken Heart". The VVV also forms a downard facing trident. I'm sure the heart = VVV has been presented before by someone else, but my memory is horrible these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-4853224830405826585?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/4853224830405826585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=4853224830405826585&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4853224830405826585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4853224830405826585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-is-evolution.html' title='Love is Evol(ution)'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S7eS3QWl6LI/AAAAAAAABnY/Ya-IswWwckc/s72-c/carbonheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-3558291206670426332</id><published>2010-04-03T14:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:18:39.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Elton John and the Collapsing Tower Live at the Mayan Ruins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20100403/ennew_afp/entertainmentmexicomusiceltonjohncultnative"&gt;Elton John concert to go ahead despite Mayan anger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;ERIDA, &lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;exico (AFP) – Organizers said a concert by Elton John in the ruins of Chichen Itza would go ahead Saturday even after the stage collapsed injuring three workers and complaints from indigenous Mayans it was irreverent and out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday's accident, caused by a collapsing 80-meter (262-foot) metal tower, left one worker with serious leg injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The announcement &lt;i&gt;rankled&lt;/i&gt; local Mayan leaders and officials, who pointed out that perhaps the accident was the work of "aluxes," the Mayan culture's equivalent of fairies, who were upset because their gods' permission for the concert was lacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With each concert, in the early morning, a ritual is performed to ask for permission, and this time it was not done," Yucatan state public works secretary Francisco Torres told the Reforma daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with previous concerts by Spanish tenor Placido Domingo in 2008 and British soprano Sarah Brightman in 2009, Mayan leaders, archaeologists and some say even the local gods, resent the sacred ruins being used for profit-seeking entertainment.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting how the word "Cult" shows up in the URL. Edit - I can't believe I missed the "collapsing tower" sync in here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another detail from the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Meanwhile, local authorities earlier this week announced they had purchased the land on which the Chichen Itza ruins stand from private individuals for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;.6 million dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I wonder who those private individuals were and why they sold sacred land for 17 million dollars. It just doesn't make sense!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-3558291206670426332?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/3558291206670426332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=3558291206670426332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3558291206670426332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3558291206670426332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/04/elton-john-live-at-mayan-ruins.html' title='Elton John and the Collapsing Tower Live at the Mayan Ruins'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-9037420992619273535</id><published>2010-04-03T02:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T02:26:45.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Headline: "Vatican Priest Likens Criticism Over Abuse to Anti-Semitism"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.nytimes.com/2010/04/03/world/europe/03church.html?hp&gt;Vatican Priest Likens Criticism Over Abuse to Anti-Semitism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ROME — A senior Vatican priest, speaking before Pope Benedict XVI at a Good Friday service, compared the world’s outrage at sexual abuse scandals in the Catholic Church to the persecution of the Jews, prompting angry responses from victims’ advocates and consternation from Jewish groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vatican spokesman quickly distanced the Vatican from the remarks, &lt;b&gt;which came on the day Christians mark the Crucifixion&lt;/b&gt;. They underscored how much the Catholic Church has felt under attack from recent news reports and from criticism over how it has handled charges of child molesting against priests in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pope and his bishops have denounced abuses in the church, but many prelates and Vatican officials have lashed back at news reports that Benedict failed to act strongly enough against pedophile priests, once as archbishop of Munich and Freising in 1980 and once as a leader of the Vatican’s powerful Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think religious and political figures are the same as internet trolls. As long as they get attention they'll say whatever runs through their mind, but at least they usually reveal something about themselves and who they represent in their little diatribes. The funniest part of this is the whole comparing people who are against child abuse to Nazis. It kind of defines the whole "do as we say, not as we do" thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-9037420992619273535?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/9037420992619273535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=9037420992619273535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/9037420992619273535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/9037420992619273535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/04/headline-vatican-priest-likens.html' title='Headline: &quot;Vatican Priest Likens Criticism Over Abuse to Anti-Semitism&quot;'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-6541908225580023180</id><published>2010-03-21T23:00:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T05:53:58.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YuenGlinG: Obama's Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.nbcphiladelphia.com/news/politics/Obama-Sends-Case-of-Yuengling-to-Canada-88659612.html&gt;Obama Settles Beer Bet With Yuengling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;More was on the line than just North American bragging rights when Sidney Crosby’s overtime goal gave Canada a 3-2 win over the U.S. in the Olympic ice hockey finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A case of beer was also up for grabs in a friendly wager between the country's leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Barack Obama followed through on his hockey bet with Canadian Prime Minister Stephen Harper by sending case of Molson Canadian north of the border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the United States won, Obama requested a case of Pennsylvania-brewed Yuengling. The Pottsville, Pa. brewery is not only America's oldest beer maker but also the President’s brew of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For good measure Obama tossed in an extra case of his favorite beer to go along with Harper’s Molson.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having crazy Yuengling/Beer syncs lately (even though I don't drink). Might be because Osiris was so fond of beer, being the god of beer and all. It doesn't help that my roommates are in the process of brewing their own beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Took a picture of a case with this same image in a grocery store to show to a friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6beWWOVQeI/AAAAAAAABms/_bLrg5n7vqk/s1600-h/yuengling-bock-lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6beWWOVQeI/AAAAAAAABms/_bLrg5n7vqk/s320/yuengling-bock-lo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451288874482745826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B(ock) B(eer)=22=11:11. The goat is representative of Capricorn/Saturn/Osiris/Obama. The Y is an inverted symbol of Saturn and a 21 (Or, as StrangEye pointed out in the comments, the symbol for jupiter, which I too see here. I've read before that the jupiter and saturn symbols are basically interchangeable):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6bfzIXydxI/AAAAAAAABm8/w5wqB8Q5VyQ/s1600-h/yuengling-bock-hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 78px; height: 90px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6bfzIXydxI/AAAAAAAABm8/w5wqB8Q5VyQ/s320/yuengling-bock-hi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451290468492146450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6bfy3dqOzI/AAAAAAAABm0/FLRVCoDfZ3A/s1600-h/symbol_saturn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6bfy3dqOzI/AAAAAAAABm0/FLRVCoDfZ3A/s320/symbol_saturn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451290463953369906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuengling's traditional mascot is the Eagle (Zeus/Jupiter/21):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6bhFfB6srI/AAAAAAAABnM/f7NKiQu_UIE/s1600-h/yuengling_eagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6bhFfB6srI/AAAAAAAABnM/f7NKiQu_UIE/s320/yuengling_eagle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451291883323699890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-6541908225580023180?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/6541908225580023180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=6541908225580023180&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6541908225580023180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6541908225580023180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/03/yuengling-obamas-choice.html' title='YuenGlinG: Obama&apos;s Choice'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6beWWOVQeI/AAAAAAAABms/_bLrg5n7vqk/s72-c/yuengling-bock-lo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-7790738142102233381</id><published>2010-03-17T06:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T06:36:59.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If you are (a) bee, why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6CuoAeguXI/AAAAAAAABmg/1qgz37qpPFA/s1600-h/furbydude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6CuoAeguXI/AAAAAAAABmg/1qgz37qpPFA/s320/furbydude.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449547551464274290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6Cunm9fPII/AAAAAAAABmY/k1qimUgUq4o/s1600-h/furby-2005.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6Cunm9fPII/AAAAAAAABmY/k1qimUgUq4o/s320/furby-2005.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449547544614878338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6CunOeWMdI/AAAAAAAABmQ/NZb1rH-nNO4/s1600-h/furby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6CunOeWMdI/AAAAAAAABmQ/NZb1rH-nNO4/s320/furby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449547538041811410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents saw red over these little owl-dog-tinman things. Not to mention, the furbys themselves have a light-activated red third eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure where I was going with this. But there you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-7790738142102233381?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/7790738142102233381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=7790738142102233381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7790738142102233381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7790738142102233381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-you-are-bee-why.html' title='If you are (a) bee, why?'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S6CuoAeguXI/AAAAAAAABmg/1qgz37qpPFA/s72-c/furbydude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-5028611119477928238</id><published>2010-03-11T15:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T15:21:54.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Delusion of Complete Self-Reliance</title><content type='html'>I am going through a period right now where pretty much everyone around me is angry with me because I don't have a job. What they don't understand is that it's not that fucking easy, especially for someone with basically no credentials, no high school diploma, no reason for anybody to hire him (and they wouldn't know, because they were all basically handed their jobs). Everyone's treating me pretty unfairly so I'm just going to vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people around me are stuck in this illusion that freedom can be gained. Maybe I just insert myself into situations where I am confronted with taking on the task of getting over my social anxieties and my dislike of being a corporate slave, but it's starting to drive me (and everyone around me) a little crazy. People don't realize they have this absolutist mindset where there is absolutely no other option besides giving in to the flaws of the world outside and accepting them as my own. When they try and help me with this, I intuitively push them away. They're like, tempting me with this poison apple of opportunity that can really only lead to loss, and it's making me uncomfortable. I have a serious problem with just giving in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all try to make me feel like I don't actually know anything about the world, and that makes me question myself. I don't mind questioning myself, but when the conclusion is that I am always wrong and everyone else is always right (the way it seems to me most of the time), I fight it. I feel like none of my friends even want to know how I feel about the world and our situation as human beings. They're all mad at me for something that is entirely out of my control, which is justified because they are paying out of their own pocket to support me in these times (even though I am not a costly person at all). But it makes me wonder why things are like this, and why they haven't thought about it more, and why they seem to just give in to this big corporate entity that only takes away things that actually matter, like friends. People give up their humanity for a little spending cash and it makes me sick to my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I feel that complete financial self-reliance in our culture is a total lie. But no one around me will consider my feelings for one second. We CANNOT rely entire on our individual self for everything. It's usually people who still rely on their parents for things who say that I am wrong for thinking that. Now, I need to get a job. I really do, because money is important in our society and you cannot live without it. But the attitudes my friends are taking towards my pursuit is damaging to my confidence, and the pressure only makes me that much more of a nervous wreck. They make me feel like a parasite, like a worm rather than a human being with feelings, thoughts and aspirations. But if I ever told them this, they would still just have to be right (because the slave mass consensus says "never ever rely on other people" and if everyone else feels that way, it must be right), and there's nothing I can do about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just much rather we live in harmony than constantly be competing and arguing about every fucking thing that happens. Maybe I'm just not a very argumentative person, but to each their own, and people don't realize how ignorant their attitudes and opinions are sometimes because they are "college educated" and feel superior to someone such as myself who educates themselves. I have to keep a lot of thoughts and feelings inside just to keep my friends, and the seams are starting to burst. The self-reliance they seem to want to punch into my brain is the opposite of what they think, because I can rely on myself to separate truth from fiction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-5028611119477928238?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/5028611119477928238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=5028611119477928238&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/5028611119477928238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/5028611119477928238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/03/delusion-of-complete-self-reliance.html' title='The Delusion of Complete Self-Reliance'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-2156301171593218390</id><published>2010-03-10T17:27:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T18:20:16.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampires Everywhere!</title><content type='html'>As you may already know, actor Corey Haim has passed on. Every reference I've seen to his passing includes something about The Lost Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gdcyGs0XI/AAAAAAAABlU/FayhAIXRJ9c/s1600-h/lost_boys_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gdcyGs0XI/AAAAAAAABlU/FayhAIXRJ9c/s320/lost_boys_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447136129628033394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note: The above image, which I chose at random, is 66.6 kb.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty interesting to me, because in the last couple days I was introduced to something (through my current Sync antenna, a close friend) which I feel is the end of music as we know it. The band is called "vampires everywhere!", and according to their &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/vampireseverywhere"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt; (click at your own risk!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;One feature, in particular, has haunted me since I was of age to pronounce blood: "The Lost Boys." Like the characters, I have also always considered myself lost and trapped within a world that only embraces its own. This movie embodies everything I stand for: anarchy, vampires, youth, love &amp;amp; revenge. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The world will discover a new savior in our sound and we all shall use a new name to provide humor in anarchy: Vampires Everywhere! Inspired by the comic book in &lt;b&gt;The Lost Boys&lt;/b&gt; movie.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, check out who designed their myspace (because they're not nearly intelligent enough to learn a little HTML): &lt;b&gt;This Is Alchemy&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;Paper &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tiger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I would tie this all together with a neat little bow, but we all know I tend to leave a ton of loose ends open for interpretation. Searching a little more for Corey Haim info, I found this site about the show &lt;a href=http://www.monstersandcritics.com/smallscreen/news/article_1323729.php/_The_Two_Coreys_A&amp;E_series_tests_friendship_against_marriage&gt;"The Two Coreys"&lt;/a&gt; (Janus stuff). The site says these two 80s icons actually met on the set of The Lost boys. I didn't know that, and I didn't know "The Two Coreys" even existed. Corey Haim's middle name was "Ian", or Ianus/Janus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"More pictures, screw all this reading junk", you say? Alrighty then. Here are two images of the double C's seemingly sharing one body:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gh9zL_ShI/AAAAAAAABlk/OZ03X66FLF4/s1600-h/e-gall-feldman-haim-395x298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gh9zL_ShI/AAAAAAAABlk/OZ03X66FLF4/s320/e-gall-feldman-haim-395x298.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447141094900845074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gh9mkIwKI/AAAAAAAABlc/uytdiFFYy-c/s1600-h/the-two-coreys-tv-show-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gh9mkIwKI/AAAAAAAABlc/uytdiFFYy-c/s320/the-two-coreys-tv-show-big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447141091512467618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is weird - At this very moment, I am attempting to get a job at Dominos pizza. According to Corey Haim's IMDB page: "&lt;i&gt;Favorite food - Pizza&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh snap. Here we go - The poster for License to Drive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gjP2wa3-I/AAAAAAAABls/zCJyIzeIGho/s1600-h/licensetodrive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gjP2wa3-I/AAAAAAAABls/zCJyIzeIGho/s320/licensetodrive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447142504608227298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice any similarities to the image below? The key dangles off of Haim's jupiter (pointer) finger, and the two Cs form a gateway of sorts to a chariot and a goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gkAZtKkfI/AAAAAAAABl0/SQxCiW63ysM/s1600-h/Janus_15984_lg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gkAZtKkfI/AAAAAAAABl0/SQxCiW63ysM/s320/Janus_15984_lg.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447143338623537650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janus - Doorway god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gm6HBf7AI/AAAAAAAABl8/7E3JGmJk0Hw/s1600-h/janushaimfeldman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gm6HBf7AI/AAAAAAAABl8/7E3JGmJk0Hw/s320/janushaimfeldman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447146529064217602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: I just noticed on twitter that 2 hours ago Jake Kotze too had noticed the License to Drive poster syncs! Amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-2156301171593218390?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/2156301171593218390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=2156301171593218390&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2156301171593218390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2156301171593218390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/03/vampires-everywhere.html' title='Vampires Everywhere!'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5gdcyGs0XI/AAAAAAAABlU/FayhAIXRJ9c/s72-c/lost_boys_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-6232746267005088407</id><published>2010-03-07T19:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:39:10.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kozmikon: Now Powered by Linux</title><content type='html'>I recently received a copy of the Linux OS from my friend, which I was able to resurrect my old computer with. Windows had rendered my computer completely un-usable, but now it works better than ever since I deleted windows completely and replaced it. If anyone else is sick of Windows (like me), I highly suggest downloading a Linux OS. It's free and it does pretty much everything better than windows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the version of Linux I'm using is called "Karmic Koala". Just thought that was a nice KK sync. The friend I received the disc from has been a major sync-antenna for me lately. I'll be able to blog more often now, so be prepared for new posts. That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-6232746267005088407?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/6232746267005088407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=6232746267005088407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6232746267005088407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6232746267005088407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/03/kozmikon-now-powered-by-linux.html' title='Kozmikon: Now Powered by Linux'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-1026636464306448696</id><published>2010-03-06T16:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T16:19:43.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents commit suicide and shoot 7-month old daughter over "global warming fears"</title><content type='html'>Found on &lt;a href=http://redicecreations.com/&gt;Red Ice&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href=http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1254619/Baby-girl-survives-shot-chest-parents-global-warming-suicide-pact.html#ixzz0hQuu4NbN&gt;Baby girl survives after being shot in the chest in parents' 'global warming suicide pact'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A seven-month-old baby girl survived three days alone with a bullet in her chest beside the bodies of her parents and toddler brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argentines Francisco Lotero, 56, and Miriam Coletti, 23, shot their children before killing themselves after making an apparent suicide pact over fears about global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their son Francisco, two, died instantly after being hit in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But their unnamed daughter cheated death after the bullet from her dad's handgun missed her vital organs.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen the &lt;a href=http://www.redicecreations.com/TV/2010/01jan/RITV-100105-ep2-COP15.php&gt;Red Ice TV episode about the COP15 Global Warming Conference&lt;/a&gt;, I highly suggest you do so. This event is sad enough even without the context of having fear shoved down our throats every day, but it is far too obvious now that the corporate "green" movement is nothing new and is merely another fear-based tactic to drive us all nuts and confuse the hell out of us. You won't see this story used as evidence against the media's panic-inducing bullshit about climate change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-1026636464306448696?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/1026636464306448696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=1026636464306448696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1026636464306448696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1026636464306448696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/03/parents-commit-suicide-and-shoot-7.html' title='Parents commit suicide and shoot 7-month old daughter over &quot;global warming fears&quot;'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-8542695380871739990</id><published>2010-03-05T18:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T03:08:50.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The sTaTe Syncs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXzATs7TI/AAAAAAAABkY/RjPiXVdRDG0/s1600-h/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h25m18s199.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXzATs7TI/AAAAAAAABkY/RjPiXVdRDG0/s320/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h25m18s199.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445300326979398962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflection - As above, so below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXy4aNg-I/AAAAAAAABkQ/OF1uBPkbG-A/s1600-h/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h26m51s163.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXy4aNg-I/AAAAAAAABkQ/OF1uBPkbG-A/s320/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h26m51s163.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445300324859216866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88, 17 and 57. In goetia, "The &lt;b&gt;Fifty-seventh&lt;/b&gt; Spirit is &lt;a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ose_(demon)&gt;Oso, Ose, or Voso.&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXyq3WcjI/AAAAAAAABkI/Fsdg4r138HE/s1600-h/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h28m45s60.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXyq3WcjI/AAAAAAAABkI/Fsdg4r138HE/s320/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h28m45s60.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445300321223340594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturn in the lower left-hand corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXpmJU59I/AAAAAAAABkA/VwTHQ-knsew/s1600-h/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h29m01s164.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXpmJU59I/AAAAAAAABkA/VwTHQ-knsew/s320/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h29m01s164.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445300165337737170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Micro)Cosmos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXpA7kdJI/AAAAAAAABj4/ksn0Tdgwo4I/s1600-h/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h33m27s35.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXpA7kdJI/AAAAAAAABj4/ksn0Tdgwo4I/s320/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h33m27s35.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445300155347924114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin Towers in the lower left-hand corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXo9sTcbI/AAAAAAAABjw/20LBHRp_NC8/s1600-h/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h35m14s83.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXo9sTcbI/AAAAAAAABjw/20LBHRp_NC8/s320/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h35m14s83.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445300154478588338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman dances on the checkerboard floor on the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXoTskMqI/AAAAAAAABjo/gZx89e3YnkA/s1600-h/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h35m30s3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXoTskMqI/AAAAAAAABjo/gZx89e3YnkA/s320/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h35m30s3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445300143205397154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts on the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXoPRLoLI/AAAAAAAABjg/Z2Fqqzf0eHY/s1600-h/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h38m09s75.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXoPRLoLI/AAAAAAAABjg/Z2Fqqzf0eHY/s320/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h38m09s75.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445300142016798898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BlueBeRRy Johnson (Penis) as the Blue Man, like Dr. Manhattan and the blue people in Avatar (which I have not seen yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5Gody9eOgI/AAAAAAAABkg/m9oQS_jSEXk/s1600-h/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-19h56m47s111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5Gody9eOgI/AAAAAAAABkg/m9oQS_jSEXk/s320/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-19h56m47s111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445318654316919298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 trident-headed Sea Monkeys on the checkerboard floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-8542695380871739990?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/8542695380871739990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=8542695380871739990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8542695380871739990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8542695380871739990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/03/state-syncs.html' title='The sTaTe Syncs'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S5GXzATs7TI/AAAAAAAABkY/RjPiXVdRDG0/s72-c/vlcsnap-2010-03-05-18h25m18s199.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-4715187437134479026</id><published>2010-02-28T23:35:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T00:06:25.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More of the same</title><content type='html'>I logged onto Facebook a couple of minutes ago to see this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S4tES7quE6I/AAAAAAAABi0/6THCcNfnMPI/s1600-h/asabove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S4tES7quE6I/AAAAAAAABi0/6THCcNfnMPI/s320/asabove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443519666652582818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to laugh sometimes. I haven't been blogging much lately because there's been a bit of drama at my new home. One of my roommates, an old friend, had to be sent to a mental hospital because he was convinced that Freemasons were following him around (which, of course, even after acting like a completely different person and scaring everyone at his work with completely unrelated stuff, was the last straw). I can totally understand why he would feel that way (just look at the pic "above"), just not to the extremes he was taking it. So, the past couple of weeks have been really crazy and I haven't had the time (or material) to write new posts or read many sync blogs. It also doesn't help that I have to use my other roommate's laptop anytime I want to use the internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-4715187437134479026?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/4715187437134479026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=4715187437134479026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4715187437134479026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4715187437134479026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-of-same.html' title='More of the same'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S4tES7quE6I/AAAAAAAABi0/6THCcNfnMPI/s72-c/asabove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-2084690536348658586</id><published>2010-02-10T17:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:02:30.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2-11: Iran Punches Westward</title><content type='html'>Pardon my ignorance, but I had not heard of this direct 11:11 hit until today whilst checking &lt;a href="http://goroadachi.com/etemenanki/"&gt;Etemenanki&lt;/a&gt;. Even the day of whatever calendar Iran uses is 22, or 11+11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://digitaljournal.com/article/287275"&gt;Iran to deliver 'punch' against the West on Feb. 11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;While delivering a speech to a gathering of air force personnel, Iran's cleric leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei said his country is prepared to deliver a sober warning to the West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayatollah Ali Khamenei announced on Monday that on Feb. 11, Iran was prepared to deliver a blow against the West that would be worse than Sept. &lt;b&gt;11&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;According to Fox News, Khamenei said, "The Iranian nation, with its unity and God's grace, will punch the arrogance (Western powers) on the &lt;b&gt;22&lt;/b&gt;nd of Bahman, Feb. 11, in a way that will leave them stunned." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, there's more! 2010 can be 20+10 which is 30. It just so happens to be the same year as the the 30th anniversary of the Iranian Revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The &lt;b&gt;22&lt;/b&gt;nd of Bahman, or &lt;b&gt;Feb. 11&lt;/b&gt;, represents the &lt;b&gt;30&lt;/b&gt;th anniversary of the Iranian Revolution where the Air Force helped over throw the U.S.-backed Shah government. The overthrow of the Shah government led to the rise of Ayatollah Ruhollah Khomeini.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punching? Like, say, with a fist? A &lt;b&gt;Gemini&lt;/b&gt;/Twin (whose other symbols can be seen all around this story) resonator, perhaps? They even referred to 9/11, which is very much in with the Twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we just have to wait until tomorrow for our beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: &lt;a href="http://www.wbbm780.com/pages/6331364.php"&gt;New aerial photos of the 9-11 attacks have been released.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S3NjizTaPlI/AAAAAAAABiI/jXsQutOfC5A/s1600-h/9-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436798624704642642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S3NjizTaPlI/AAAAAAAABiI/jXsQutOfC5A/s320/9-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In this Sept. 11, 2001, photo made the the New York City Police Department and provided by ABC News on Tuesday, Feb. 9, 2010, the upper floors of the World Trade Center tower burns after terrorists flew an airliner into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Photo: AP Photo/NYPD via ABC News, Det. Greg Semendinger)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, it seems to be a pretty huge coincidence that these 9-11 pictures showing the &lt;i&gt;twin&lt;/i&gt; towers falling would be released a day after the announcement of an attack similar to (or worse than) 9-11 by Iran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Photo: AP Photo/NYPD via ABC News, Det. Greg &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Semendinger&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor guy. No wonder he didn't want to release his pictures. He has the most embarassing last name in the world. Or is that just what they want us to think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm getting extremely Herculean vibes from all this "punching &amp; towers" business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-2084690536348658586?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/2084690536348658586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=2084690536348658586&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2084690536348658586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2084690536348658586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-11-iran-punches-westward.html' title='2-11: Iran Punches Westward'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S3NjizTaPlI/AAAAAAAABiI/jXsQutOfC5A/s72-c/9-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-9168642131917098233</id><published>2010-02-05T16:55:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T17:20:51.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday February Fifth Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2yUUf3tEqI/AAAAAAAABhU/ZA6hbgLJptg/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100205_25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2yUUf3tEqI/AAAAAAAABhU/ZA6hbgLJptg/s320/Snapshot_20100205_25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434881930202780322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DeutwC_pLZ0/ST6v-qagPeI/AAAAAAAAAdc/evVj5KnLm8o/s1600-h/Watchmen+Cover+5+2.jpg&gt;Double R Mirrored&lt;/a&gt; (Linked Watchmen image courtesy of A Few Shots to Shaman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2yUqTNe_CI/AAAAAAAABhc/ze0da22YrpQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100205_28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2yUqTNe_CI/AAAAAAAABhc/ze0da22YrpQ/s320/Snapshot_20100205_28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434882304761592866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emerald Checkerboard Tablet of Thoth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2yU7WIhcEI/AAAAAAAABhk/u3NQlAYgIsE/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100205_32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2yU7WIhcEI/AAAAAAAABhk/u3NQlAYgIsE/s320/Snapshot_20100205_32.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434882597603864642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrine to Marilyn Monroe, Patrick the Pink Starfish (with added pentagram on chest), and the inverted cross (already there before I moved into this house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2yXIhiDEZI/AAAAAAAABh8/LAO35gI81NU/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100205_31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2yXIhiDEZI/AAAAAAAABh8/LAO35gI81NU/s320/Snapshot_20100205_31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434885023025271186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phallic symbol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2yWCPtIaSI/AAAAAAAABh0/f8tG9DAQudQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100205_24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2yWCPtIaSI/AAAAAAAABh0/f8tG9DAQudQ/s320/Snapshot_20100205_24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434883815649077538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-9168642131917098233?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/9168642131917098233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=9168642131917098233&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/9168642131917098233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/9168642131917098233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/02/friday-february-fifth-fun.html' title='Friday February Fifth Fun'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2yUUf3tEqI/AAAAAAAABhU/ZA6hbgLJptg/s72-c/Snapshot_20100205_25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-1553121497433073934</id><published>2010-02-02T13:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T13:48:12.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sculptured Galactic Entities</title><content type='html'>Cheese = Milk = Milky Way = Ga&lt;i&gt;LACTIC&lt;/i&gt; Center. This dairy/teat/galactic center theme carries into the movie Spaceballs, where the omniscient teacher is named &lt;b&gt;Yogurt&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metro.co.uk/weird/811237-cheryl-cole-dita-von-teese-obama-as-cheese-sculptures?jh"&gt;Cheryl Cole, Dita Von Teese, Barack Obama turned into cheese sculptures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2hyVIQ6dXI/AAAAAAAABhM/wDiWSbiAdUU/s1600-h/cheesyobama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2hyVIQ6dXI/AAAAAAAABhM/wDiWSbiAdUU/s320/cheesyobama.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433718657743746418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-1553121497433073934?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/1553121497433073934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=1553121497433073934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1553121497433073934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1553121497433073934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/02/sculptured-galactic-entities.html' title='Sculptured Galactic Entities'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/S2hyVIQ6dXI/AAAAAAAABhM/wDiWSbiAdUU/s72-c/cheesyobama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-610522706474434157</id><published>2010-02-01T12:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T13:35:09.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Effect 42</title><content type='html'>Happy 2/1/2010 (21+21=&lt;b&gt;42&lt;/b&gt;) everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I tried out a video game for the Xbox360 (resonance anyone?) called "Darksiders". In the game, you play as one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse, War (of course), and it's pretty much just the same "heaven vs. hell" story that is quite prominent. It's the kind of plot device that just kind of says "screw you" to peaceful coexistence. Anyway, it's interesting because the main "bad guy" in the game is a being called "the Destroyer" (Lots of Shivas in video games!), and the very first cutscene in the game is very, how do you say, "syncnificant".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the first cutscene is showing that meteors eventually strike the earth in modern times, but these aren't just any old meteors, they're actually &lt;b&gt;fallen angels&lt;/b&gt; which crash to the earth (for unknown reasons, maybe they're using a false interpretation of the mayan calendar or something) and begin to destroy everything in sight. What's weird is that I have no idea who's working for who in this - War says he works only for "The Council" and no one else (which appears to be stationed somewhere in Hell and is represented by a trinity of huge stone demon faces), while the enemies you fight look like they were spawned from the same place as the Council. I probably should have listened to the story better, but it's just the same old thing as usual, and to be honest it's not the best game in the world, it's kind of a Zelda clone with some God of War stuff thrown in for extra seasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass Effect 2 is also "in sync", as the main storyline appears to be about a &lt;b&gt;plague&lt;/b&gt; (which humans are magically immune to) that threatens to wipe out the universe or something. You better get your swine flu vaccination! The entire universe is fucked without pharmaceuticals! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing a search for that old Zoobooks commercial (for the Oz/Zo thing and of course the unforgettable free Tiger/2010 poster) which I saw for the first time in probably 10 years last night, and this came up instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gw1g2yKxb0I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gw1g2yKxb0I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. Anyway, here's your free tiger poster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.bookclubinfo.com/tiger-free.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't call it a ripoff if it's free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-610522706474434157?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/610522706474434157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=610522706474434157&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/610522706474434157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/610522706474434157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/02/dark-effect-42.html' title='Dark Effect 42'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-7365422687474566099</id><published>2010-01-31T16:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:36:11.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In Action</title><content type='html'>I made it to atlanta without getting lost or abducted, and am now settled into my new house. My old computer isn't working too well right now, but all of my roommates have computers so hopefully I can still make posts every now and then until my laptop gets fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 has been an interesting year so far. A strange sync I've been running into constantly is that of the Ghost (G-Host, as Jake Kotze put it a while back), since I've been watching so much TV I've been seeing all of the paranormal shows that are available for viewing. One show is called "Ghost Adventures", and I saw an episode where they were investigating a haunted Masonic temple. Right now we are watching the movie "Ghost Ship" (switching now to MST3K because Ghost Ship isn't very good). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane trip was strange. There was a Dog sync as the girl sitting next to me brought her dog as a carry-on (I of course had forgotten to brush my teeth, she was married anyway), but other than that, it was almost odd how few syncs I was seeing (Besides, of course, the Delta logo, depicting a red pyramid with the capstone floating):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://lasalletravel.net/pictures/deltaairlines-new-logo2.jpg&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delta itself stands for "Change" as in transformation, and its symbol is a triangle. But, as far as personal syncs go, there was almost nothing. Normally I'm really tense in unfamiliar situations, but I felt different even just interacting with people, I never got the impression anyone was plotting against me, besides the one girl I was seated next to. She was really nice but it was obvious she was weirded out by the fact that I wasn't saying anything. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hopefully I can catch up with other blogs now that I have access to the internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-7365422687474566099?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/7365422687474566099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=7365422687474566099&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7365422687474566099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7365422687474566099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-in-action.html' title='Back In Action'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-3281058759475511682</id><published>2010-01-18T20:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:18:13.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 30th</title><content type='html'>I have a flight to Atlanta scheduled for January 30th, so I'll make a post once I'm there. I miss you guys a lot and can't wait to get back to blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-3281058759475511682?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/3281058759475511682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=3281058759475511682&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3281058759475511682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3281058759475511682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2010/01/30th.html' title='The 30th'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-738229030990494719</id><published>2009-12-21T17:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T17:32:33.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>Well, due to the lack of comments on my last post, I assume no one's too distraught by my absence. I've been watching way too much tv, and the syncs really just keep rolling in. Fear not, I am still a full time synchromystic. I just hope my computer in Atlanta still works. I should be back there in january.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry christmas and happy new year everyone, I'll be back blogging soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-738229030990494719?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/738229030990494719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=738229030990494719&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/738229030990494719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/738229030990494719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/12/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-3242900816104454464</id><published>2009-12-04T17:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T17:21:37.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtime (computer problems)</title><content type='html'>My blog will be inactive for all of December due to my laptop crashing. Sorry everyone :( nothing I can do about it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-3242900816104454464?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/3242900816104454464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=3242900816104454464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3242900816104454464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3242900816104454464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/12/downtime-computer-problems.html' title='Downtime (computer problems)'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-7025768894727462727</id><published>2009-11-29T17:09:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T17:29:06.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Official Newsletter for Hermits Published</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2009/11/28/eveningnews/main5816436.shtml?tag=cbsnewsTwoColLowerPromoArea;morenews&gt;"Not Everybody Can Be A Hermit"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(CBS)  Deep in the woods of western North Carolina, 3,600 feet up a ridge of the Great Smokey Mountains, you will find Karen and Paul Fredette busy filling their unique niche among hermits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We feel we have a ministry to hermits and that's what we have committed ourselves to," Paul Fredette told CBS News Correspondent Dean Reynolds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do it by publishing a quarterly newsletter named "Raven's Bread" to those for whom soul-searching solitude is sublime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Obviously not everybody can be a hermit," Fredette told Reynolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Karen and Paul, &lt;b&gt;hermits are living in plain sight among us, some even in city apartments. They're a part of society - one step removed - that desires a life of contemplation and believes quiet thoughtfulness has a social purpose.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Simply a person who lives alone, by choice, &lt;b&gt;for spiritual reasons&lt;/b&gt;," Karen Fredette told Reynolds. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt; - The Hermit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SxLzVSGRRLI/AAAAAAAABfY/PZy6qpHsny8/s1600/hermit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SxLzVSGRRLI/AAAAAAAABfY/PZy6qpHsny8/s320/hermit.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409653649386325170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermit &lt;b&gt;Crab&lt;/b&gt; (Cancer/Moon/9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SxL1nUv82xI/AAAAAAAABfg/XB69MmWA-SA/s1600/hermit-crab-care.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SxL1nUv82xI/AAAAAAAABfg/XB69MmWA-SA/s320/hermit-crab-care.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409656158358919954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-7025768894727462727?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/7025768894727462727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=7025768894727462727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7025768894727462727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7025768894727462727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/official-newsletter-for-hermits.html' title='Official Newsletter for Hermits Published'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SxLzVSGRRLI/AAAAAAAABfY/PZy6qpHsny8/s72-c/hermit.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-4585331709301025846</id><published>2009-11-29T14:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:37:53.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>17 is inverted 11:11</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to show something I worked out in my head the other day while doing my usual "staring at numbers" thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SxLKmoPm8zI/AAAAAAAABfQ/lUwAoPl-Y80/s1600/174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 78px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SxLKmoPm8zI/AAAAAAAABfQ/lUwAoPl-Y80/s320/174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409608867412112178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at 4 and realized it is just an upside-down merged 17. 4 is of course 11:11 (1+1+1+1). Multiply the rotated 17/4/&lt;b&gt;22&lt;/b&gt; by 3 (as in 3-17) and you get &lt;b&gt;66&lt;/b&gt; (all roads in this equation lead to 6 - 3x17 is 51/6, 3x4 = 12/6+6), the number of the &lt;b&gt;Q&lt;/b&gt;lippoth in Kabbalah (as noted by numerous other bloggers). Considering the 11:11 is flipped to create the 17, perhaps this is related to the vertically mirrored Tree of Life used in Qlippoth magick. Just a thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-4585331709301025846?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/4585331709301025846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=4585331709301025846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4585331709301025846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4585331709301025846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/17-is-inverted-1111.html' title='17 is inverted 11:11'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SxLKmoPm8zI/AAAAAAAABfQ/lUwAoPl-Y80/s72-c/174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-1575049623440621877</id><published>2009-11-25T10:16:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T11:21:49.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Trek Stargate</title><content type='html'>While watching the movie Star Trek (which I'm sure everyone's sick of hearing about by now), there was something involving the very beginning of the movie and the climax which stood out to me as being very symbolic of the 9/11 stargate ritual. Even the title "Star Trek" has the pieces in place, relating travel with stars. The whole thing is basically 9/11 in deep space, as seen through the eyes of the "world government", or the Solar Cult if you wanna call them that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the movie, Captain Kirk's father sacrifices himself by flying his ship into Nero's mining vessel. This reminded me of the first plane flying into the World Trade Center tower. His son is born just before he does this, giving Stargate resonance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is his ship flying towards the mining vessel (which to me looked like it had cephalopod tentacles, and seems to act as sort of a "Dark Pillar", clearer shot below):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1M0dzudGI/AAAAAAAABeE/PcU-kyPTm5o/s1600/vlcsnap-60851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1M0dzudGI/AAAAAAAABeE/PcU-kyPTm5o/s320/vlcsnap-60851.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408063191780324450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is shortly after Kirk sr. crashes his ship into the vessel, with a big star behind it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1M0o0N-JI/AAAAAAAABeM/F4qApUujkrw/s1600/vlcsnap-62855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1M0o0N-JI/AAAAAAAABeM/F4qApUujkrw/s320/vlcsnap-62855.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408063194735179922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after this scene fades out, the title of the movie appears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's already interesting that the guy who did this act extremely similar to the 9/11 attacks is considered a hero. But they aren't finished opening the stargate yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoilers below, for anyone who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the climax/end of the movie, Spock flies his ship full of Red Matter (which creates black holes/stargates) into the mining vessel. He is teleported out of the ship at the last second and survives (no surprise there). Both Spock and Kirk Sr. flew their ships into the sphincter-shaped thing on the dark mining vessel (or its beak, if you want to think of it as a gigantic space cephalopod), which is even more stargate resonance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1Rz9YjlpI/AAAAAAAABeU/HDBbT6Jx_F4/s1600/vlcsnap-73477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1Rz9YjlpI/AAAAAAAABeU/HDBbT6Jx_F4/s320/vlcsnap-73477.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408068680634570386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spock's Red Matter ship has a Masonic/Solar Cross inside of it. His seat is triangular. A screen of it can be found in the last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1SWJS349I/AAAAAAAABe0/HfnTG_ZxcPY/s1600/vlcsnap-73603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1SWJS349I/AAAAAAAABe0/HfnTG_ZxcPY/s320/vlcsnap-73603.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408069267947512786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1SV1Lk0kI/AAAAAAAABes/n9Zp1atGgSU/s1600/vlcsnap-73699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1SV1Lk0kI/AAAAAAAABes/n9Zp1atGgSU/s320/vlcsnap-73699.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408069262548193858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1SVq-ceeI/AAAAAAAABek/8xlvvUELRvw/s1600/vlcsnap-73961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1SVq-ceeI/AAAAAAAABek/8xlvvUELRvw/s320/vlcsnap-73961.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408069259808766434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1SVUNh5YI/AAAAAAAABec/jXtaBMNOGTI/s1600/vlcsnap-74074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1SVUNh5YI/AAAAAAAABec/jXtaBMNOGTI/s320/vlcsnap-74074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408069253698020738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red Matter which was in the sacrificed ship/9-11 plane creates a black hole/stargate (this, to me, seems to signify a blood sacrifice, blood being the "red matter"):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1S1NT0KlI/AAAAAAAABe8/JD_pT47sdUc/s1600/vlcsnap-74748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1S1NT0KlI/AAAAAAAABe8/JD_pT47sdUc/s320/vlcsnap-74748.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408069801601149522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1TJQ6c9vI/AAAAAAAABfE/a6ewbPFUGzo/s1600/vlcsnap-75568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1TJQ6c9vI/AAAAAAAABfE/a6ewbPFUGzo/s320/vlcsnap-75568.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408070146165896946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mining vessel is destroyed and the Enterprise barely escapes being sucked into the newly-created stargate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, the time travel stuff in this movie still confuses the crap out of me (the black holes somehow have a "time travel" mode as well as a "destroy everything in sight" mode, it also only took a tiny droplet of the red matter to destroy an entire planet but they decided to fly their entire supply of the stuff into the mining vessel, maybe they don't want the red stuff to be available to anyone anymore for obvious reasons), but maybe piecing that together will provide even more clues as to what this movie is trying to reveal (besides the whole "masons were responsible for 9/11" thing that seems to be apparent here). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step of the stargate ritual in this movie was to birth James T. &lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;ir&lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;/Horus, and the second step was to "destroy" Nero/Green Man/Osiris, or rather send him and his dark pillar through the Black Hole/Stargate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched Titanic recently (yes, it was very hard to sit through), and noticed a whole bunch of stargate/9-11 stuff going on with the whole shipwreck scene, so I might have a post up detailing that soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-1575049623440621877?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/1575049623440621877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=1575049623440621877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1575049623440621877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1575049623440621877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/star-trek-stargate.html' title='Star Trek Stargate'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sw1M0dzudGI/AAAAAAAABeE/PcU-kyPTm5o/s72-c/vlcsnap-60851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-7487145722825792293</id><published>2009-11-23T20:50:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:43:04.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few More Star Trek Syncs</title><content type='html'>I sifted through Star Trek again for more stuff since there was a lot that I left out of the last post, so here's some more symbolism from this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the first thing you see when the movie starts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws8XPN-FnI/AAAAAAAABbk/u6p0ZDiTm20/s1600/vlcsnap-104902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws8XPN-FnI/AAAAAAAABbk/u6p0ZDiTm20/s320/vlcsnap-104902.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407482147508196978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the cockpit of Spock's "red matter" carrier ship from later on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws87u9CXzI/AAAAAAAABbs/dSLDlutwG_Y/s1600/vlcsnap-106626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws87u9CXzI/AAAAAAAABbs/dSLDlutwG_Y/s320/vlcsnap-106626.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407482774502399794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, we have a "Green Lady" (just another form of the Green Man/Osiris)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws9hT6iKLI/AAAAAAAABb0/M2egu0TC1hM/s1600/vlcsnap-109193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws9hT6iKLI/AAAAAAAABb0/M2egu0TC1hM/s320/vlcsnap-109193.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407483420079171762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here on the screen is Chekov, age &lt;b&gt;17&lt;/b&gt; in this movie. Next to his head is B4/24, Jupiter resonator:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws-TbjnDwI/AAAAAAAABcE/g_81ui4C3Ts/s1600/vlcsnap-110237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws-TbjnDwI/AAAAAAAABcE/g_81ui4C3Ts/s320/vlcsnap-110237.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407484281123966722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot from shortly after on another screen seems to confirm this Jupiter resonance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws9xVtw60I/AAAAAAAABb8/CvcF6eWajpc/s1600/vlcsnap-111343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws9xVtw60I/AAAAAAAABb8/CvcF6eWajpc/s320/vlcsnap-111343.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407483695440390978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See these two lovebirds in the blue and white?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws-pBiggtI/AAAAAAAABcM/tgcJgfvQSAc/s1600/vlcsnap-134901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws-pBiggtI/AAAAAAAABcM/tgcJgfvQSAc/s320/vlcsnap-134901.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407484652097143506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were part of a three-man team to take out the main bad guy's big wonky drill. Here's the third guy, falling to his death (he's an ensign, even &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; know guys wearing red in star trek are expendable):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws_16PGDNI/AAAAAAAABcU/aM2_0CdMeEM/s1600/vlcsnap-135578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws_16PGDNI/AAAAAAAABcU/aM2_0CdMeEM/s320/vlcsnap-135578.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407485972986596562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red, white and blue. I think an eagle somewhere just cried. Anyway, here's the platform they were supposed to land on (which the guy in the red suit just smashes into and then gets sucked into a huge pillar of fire, it was actually pretty funny):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtAaKAIJlI/AAAAAAAABcc/9EnXHwpkdTw/s1600/vlcsnap-131360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtAaKAIJlI/AAAAAAAABcc/9EnXHwpkdTw/s320/vlcsnap-131360.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407486595694077522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda looks like a UFO, doesn't it? Here's a shot showing it from the bottom, almost making it look like it's meant to represent a fake UFO hanging from a string:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtBa2gNp7I/AAAAAAAABck/QuzMw2kGA78/s1600/vlcsnap-131937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtBa2gNp7I/AAAAAAAABck/QuzMw2kGA78/s320/vlcsnap-131937.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407487707151443890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another shot of the UFO drill, shooting down a heavenly beam (which is actually drilling a hole to the center of Vulcan in order to drop in some red matter and create a black hole which will destroy the planet):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtB5pO5ckI/AAAAAAAABcs/SVAif08FnpI/s1600/vlcsnap-113234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtB5pO5ckI/AAAAAAAABcs/SVAif08FnpI/s320/vlcsnap-113234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407488236165100098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little machine carrying the Red Matter just happens to have hexagonal aspects:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtCtu9zb2I/AAAAAAAABc0/oR-CRUANy6I/s1600/vlcsnap-133225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtCtu9zb2I/AAAAAAAABc0/oR-CRUANy6I/s320/vlcsnap-133225.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407489131057213282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the two lovebirds from earlier also have this hexagon motif on their backs (which Harold clearly lurches over specifically to show off). I didn't notice the illuminated 11:11 behind them at first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtDE3_mZZI/AAAAAAAABc8/PD0QtRE3Rgs/s1600/vlcsnap-137116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtDE3_mZZI/AAAAAAAABc8/PD0QtRE3Rgs/s320/vlcsnap-137116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407489528617657746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letters on the left side of the screen spell out "Kam", which means Egypt (also note the 77 below the A):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtDzwsGPQI/AAAAAAAABdU/MWOwLax60wI/s1600/vlcsnap-111969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtDzwsGPQI/AAAAAAAABdU/MWOwLax60wI/s320/vlcsnap-111969.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407490334110661890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish this off, here's some more screens which show pretty blatant symbolism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtDzoFb9eI/AAAAAAAABdM/-rDI9Z_xyfI/s1600/vlcsnap-124820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtDzoFb9eI/AAAAAAAABdM/-rDI9Z_xyfI/s320/vlcsnap-124820.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407490331801023970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtDzbk3waI/AAAAAAAABdE/N8nW2KnZ61Y/s1600/vlcsnap-126339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtDzbk3waI/AAAAAAAABdE/N8nW2KnZ61Y/s320/vlcsnap-126339.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407490328443208098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtE6jJ2kJI/AAAAAAAABdc/pT0iFd6kF4c/s1600/vlcsnap-126730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwtE6jJ2kJI/AAAAAAAABdc/pT0iFd6kF4c/s320/vlcsnap-126730.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407491550248079506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-7487145722825792293?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/7487145722825792293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=7487145722825792293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7487145722825792293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7487145722825792293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/few-more-star-trek-syncs.html' title='A Few More Star Trek Syncs'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Sws8XPN-FnI/AAAAAAAABbk/u6p0ZDiTm20/s72-c/vlcsnap-104902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-6364912506072076986</id><published>2009-11-22T18:32:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:20:46.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Star Trek Syncs</title><content type='html'>I might be late to the party on this one, but earlier today I watched the new Star Trek movie. I was disappointed by the lack of Shatner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw some numbers and other symbols floating around in it. I stopped keeping track after about 20 minutes in, so these are all from early in the movie. Once again, if someone else beat me to these, please link me in the comments. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnLocWFpFI/AAAAAAAABaE/9vpYYlJawjY/s1600/vlcsnap-876828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnLocWFpFI/AAAAAAAABaE/9vpYYlJawjY/s320/vlcsnap-876828.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407076723299034194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turbo (turbo=13, solar number with 12 signs of the zodiac plus the Sun) C(3)-17. 3-17 is the death day of Osiris. Interesting that we see this just before &lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;ir&lt;b&gt;k&lt;/b&gt;'s &lt;b&gt;father&lt;/b&gt; dies, and just as James Kirk, his son/Sun, is born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnMoEs9DwI/AAAAAAAABaM/tgZJi8qMBt4/s1600/vlcsnap-877022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnMoEs9DwI/AAAAAAAABaM/tgZJi8qMBt4/s320/vlcsnap-877022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407077816464117506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the 77/OZ doors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnNfWpuGSI/AAAAAAAABac/btbYQhVxxaI/s1600/vlcsnap-877478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnNfWpuGSI/AAAAAAAABac/btbYQhVxxaI/s320/vlcsnap-877478.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407078766175197474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And into a gigantic black anus. This is actually part of a ship which just so happens to be sticking halfway out of a &lt;b&gt;black hole&lt;/b&gt; of sorts, which kinda verifies the anus/Stargate thing going on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnOIBXCSXI/AAAAAAAABak/a04MPGx-nzE/s1600/vlcsnap-877968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnOIBXCSXI/AAAAAAAABak/a04MPGx-nzE/s320/vlcsnap-877968.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407079464834320754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCC - Another 3/17. It can also be an 11, and multiplied by that 3 over there on the left, you get 33 (in case the CC didn't stick out enough for you). It's a 3/17 because NC is 17 and C is 3. The "NCC" is on all of Starfleet's ships, and the Enterprise itself has a 17 next to the NCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnO_r_GyyI/AAAAAAAABas/fwfAcC240yw/s1600/vlcsnap-883400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnO_r_GyyI/AAAAAAAABas/fwfAcC240yw/s320/vlcsnap-883400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407080421169482530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the Fool (Kirk) sliding towards the Abyss in his Chariot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnPW6qLKuI/AAAAAAAABa0/5NpdgpUVx-k/s1600/vlcsnap-883559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnPW6qLKuI/AAAAAAAABa0/5NpdgpUVx-k/s320/vlcsnap-883559.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407080820245211874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. And the chariot flies into the abyss, while he is left hanging on the edge. Lots of edge-hanging done by Kirk in this movie. Not sure what it alludes to exactly, besides to incite the fear of falling into an abyss in the audience. Oh, and the music during this scene is the &lt;b&gt;Beast&lt;/b&gt;ie Boys song Sabotage, which says "I'm gonna set it straight, this &lt;b&gt;Watergate&lt;/b&gt;" (Stargate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnP_CYvqQI/AAAAAAAABa8/ixFmA4WWIzQ/s1600/vlcsnap-887238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnP_CYvqQI/AAAAAAAABa8/ixFmA4WWIzQ/s320/vlcsnap-887238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407081509514356994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Spock, standing in front of a pyra-grid between some Pillar motifs, and some more &lt;b&gt;Grid&lt;/b&gt;work in the background. The pillars themselves have 3 upright Vs on them, for 666 of course. Also, there is a stacked MM/33 on the pillars, and a Double Chevron for readers of the Secret Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnQmTfJl5I/AAAAAAAABbE/YsVl7oQCTdw/s1600/vlcsnap-889591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnQmTfJl5I/AAAAAAAABbE/YsVl7oQCTdw/s320/vlcsnap-889591.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407082184119523218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnQ8GaHfPI/AAAAAAAABbM/wK8vNKr_Oo8/s1600/vlcsnap-889903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnQ8GaHfPI/AAAAAAAABbM/wK8vNKr_Oo8/s320/vlcsnap-889903.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407082558565874930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this scene, KirK gets his ass kicked on a Checkerboard floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnROm2YG9I/AAAAAAAABbU/2ZcJWaIL14c/s1600/vlcsnap-892840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnROm2YG9I/AAAAAAAABbU/2ZcJWaIL14c/s320/vlcsnap-892840.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407082876511984594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sector 47 (11), Level 3. 3 11 or &lt;b&gt;33&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed just a &lt;i&gt;tad&lt;/i&gt; of Masonry involved with this movie. I mean, this is nothing new to anyone who watched the original Star Trek (unlike me, of course), but their uniforms are even blue and gold:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnSgjeE7uI/AAAAAAAABbc/LfnqJ3TVqpo/s1600/vlcsnap-27090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnSgjeE7uI/AAAAAAAABbc/LfnqJ3TVqpo/s320/vlcsnap-27090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407084284354031330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-6364912506072076986?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/6364912506072076986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=6364912506072076986&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6364912506072076986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6364912506072076986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/few-star-trek-syncs.html' title='A Few Star Trek Syncs'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwnLocWFpFI/AAAAAAAABaE/9vpYYlJawjY/s72-c/vlcsnap-876828.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-8694212893809512484</id><published>2009-11-22T14:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:48:55.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>46th anniversary of JFK assassination</title><content type='html'>11/22/2009 = 44, Obama is the 44th president&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46 is 23/Wx2/WW/64 backwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another WW is found in today's date if you consider 1111 to be a W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.jfk-assassination.de/articles/index.php&gt;JFK assassination&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: &lt;a href=http://copycateffect.blogspot.com/2009/11/jfk-c2c.html&gt;Twilight Language&lt;/a&gt; has this interesting fact about JFK: "Today is the 46th anniversary of the JFK assassination, &lt;b&gt;thus matching the age of 46 for the young president at the time of his death."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-8694212893809512484?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/8694212893809512484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=8694212893809512484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8694212893809512484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8694212893809512484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/46th-anniversary-of-jfk-assassination.html' title='46th anniversary of JFK assassination'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-5045833083855358295</id><published>2009-11-21T15:21:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T17:06:50.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Son of Lucifer, part 4</title><content type='html'>So, I'm bringing this thing back out under the synchroscope, because I strangely can't find other things to write about. I know, with everything going on these days, I should be able to find something better than a crappy movie to write about, but it sort of seems to me like we're being overloaded with stuff right now and it's pretty hard to filter it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is a full-on symbolic assault anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we ended the last part of this series, Loki was in an antique store (or some sort of weird gift shop, I have no idea) looking for his mask. Odin then &lt;b&gt;possesses&lt;/b&gt; the guy behind the counter, but just before that we see this huge pillar between the clerk and Loki:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhNPVhB8jI/AAAAAAAABXc/EBIg4kBenEE/s1600/vlcsnap-37546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhNPVhB8jI/AAAAAAAABXc/EBIg4kBenEE/s320/vlcsnap-37546.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406656278527341106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clerk is then possessed, and above the Pillar (with some sort of hexagonal Bird &lt;b&gt;Cage&lt;/b&gt; on it) we see a painted-on banner which reads "&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;agic &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;edicine Show".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhNqTXEcvI/AAAAAAAABXk/ZdAlRX2sz84/s1600/vlcsnap-41671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhNqTXEcvI/AAAAAAAABXk/ZdAlRX2sz84/s320/vlcsnap-41671.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406656741805159154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cage-Pillar seems to follow this Odin-Possessed dude:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhOTKGkKxI/AAAAAAAABXs/ypmUJi5hoVw/s1600/vlcsnap-43456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhOTKGkKxI/AAAAAAAABXs/ypmUJi5hoVw/s320/vlcsnap-43456.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406657443694652178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see the real Mask sitting in the Dog House/House of God, with Richard Arrowsmith's Paw Print Sync (one element of the Paw Print and Twin Stars theme):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhOorFjjqI/AAAAAAAABX0/nO4BQe0ejeQ/s1600/vlcsnap-44391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhOorFjjqI/AAAAAAAABX0/nO4BQe0ejeQ/s320/vlcsnap-44391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406657813326040738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to verify that Paw Print, we have a Binary Star in the very next angle of the scene. The first star is in the baby's crib, the second is in the bottom left of the screen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhPyJ3estI/AAAAAAAABX8/3WfNEDFciqY/s1600/vlcsnap-46561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhPyJ3estI/AAAAAAAABX8/3WfNEDFciqY/s320/vlcsnap-46561.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406659075718951634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby's name is "Alvey", which becomes "La Vey" (as in Anton LaVey, founder of the Church of Satan) if you shift one letter. A Pisces symbol is seen on the father's cap/crown, placed roughly over his third eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhRUDYgtQI/AAAAAAAABYM/cyiNkSBi714/s1600/vlcsnap-49852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhRUDYgtQI/AAAAAAAABYM/cyiNkSBi714/s320/vlcsnap-49852.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406660757605627138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhRT8STFlI/AAAAAAAABYE/abEppU6IkhM/s1600/piscessymbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 68px; height: 70px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhRT8STFlI/AAAAAAAABYE/abEppU6IkhM/s320/piscessymbol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406660755700520530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that on Dad's shirt? It's an &lt;b&gt;Eagle&lt;/b&gt;! The numbers on his shirt, "352", add up to 10. Also, if you multiply 3 by 5, then add the 2, you get a neat 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhR0vBxkNI/AAAAAAAABYU/v6c5rAmnrNw/s1600/vlcsnap-52494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhR0vBxkNI/AAAAAAAABYU/v6c5rAmnrNw/s320/vlcsnap-52494.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406661319077236946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this scene, the baby turns into a stereotypical egg-headed alien, after seeing Mom blow up a &lt;b&gt;Balloon&lt;/b&gt; (UFOs have been shrugged off as "Weather Balloons" in the past, not to mention the whole &lt;b&gt;Balloon Boy&lt;/b&gt; thing that happened. This scene reminded me of that), and notice the blue stars flanking him on the bed sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhTBzn0VCI/AAAAAAAABYc/X-GNB7_i5bo/s1600/vlcsnap-54609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhTBzn0VCI/AAAAAAAABYc/X-GNB7_i5bo/s320/vlcsnap-54609.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406662643160470562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dog is jealous of the baby getting attention, as we see him among 8 rayed stars on the floor and a &lt;b&gt;Cube&lt;/b&gt; just behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhTycN22AI/AAAAAAAABYk/nfAKi7WW_wg/s1600/vlcsnap-57221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhTycN22AI/AAAAAAAABYk/nfAKi7WW_wg/s320/vlcsnap-57221.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406663478691158018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera then immediately cuts to a Cross, linking Sync-nificant Symbols. The christian cross is &lt;b&gt;probably&lt;/b&gt; the most prevalent religious symbol in mass consciousness (in America at least), hinting towards the Cube and the 8-Rayed stars (even the Dog) being just as significant in reality (especially the Cube, since a cross is an unfolded cube):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhUl9B8IpI/AAAAAAAABYs/-4lSRhGLCno/s1600/vlcsnap-58485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhUl9B8IpI/AAAAAAAABYs/-4lSRhGLCno/s320/vlcsnap-58485.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406664363672871570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what's inside the hospital? Masonic checkerboard floors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhUyxGoYzI/AAAAAAAABY0/JgXfDq_pLKY/s1600/vlcsnap-60371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhUyxGoYzI/AAAAAAAABY0/JgXfDq_pLKY/s320/vlcsnap-60371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406664583809622834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying over those checkerboard floors is a &lt;b&gt;Green Bee&lt;/b&gt; (wearing Masonic white gloves of course), which is actually Loki. Sync-stravaganza:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhVZ8PJx1I/AAAAAAAABY8/oQjZO4f2fqY/s1600/vlcsnap-61728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhVZ8PJx1I/AAAAAAAABY8/oQjZO4f2fqY/s320/vlcsnap-61728.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406665256813053778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a nice shot of him syncing with the Arched Doorway, with the checkerboard floors visible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhV9HdhF0I/AAAAAAAABZE/jlc-hc-urOI/s1600/vlcsnap-62955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhV9HdhF0I/AAAAAAAABZE/jlc-hc-urOI/s320/vlcsnap-62955.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406665861121513282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee Loki then stings a woman in the ear (very, very unpleasant scene for an apiphobe such as myself to watch), turns into her in order to browse the hospital's files, then she sees herself (mirrored/cloned) and screams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this scene, we see "01:39" on the clock. Yay, numbers. 1+3+9 is &lt;b&gt;13&lt;/b&gt;. 13+9 is &lt;b&gt;22&lt;/b&gt;. Either way, the sum is 4, which can be broken down again into &lt;b&gt;11:11&lt;/b&gt; or KK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhaOUx1NNI/AAAAAAAABZM/3xE9Cv0_XrI/s1600/vlcsnap-71140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhaOUx1NNI/AAAAAAAABZM/3xE9Cv0_XrI/s320/vlcsnap-71140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406670554800665810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"02:45" on the clock now. This is another 11, or K. The clock has shown 3 K/11s for &lt;b&gt;33&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhbBmTs-uI/AAAAAAAABZU/Lga4-tlt_vc/s1600/vlcsnap-75120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhbBmTs-uI/AAAAAAAABZU/Lga4-tlt_vc/s320/vlcsnap-75120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406671435679464162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another 11/K!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Swhb4OF4C_I/AAAAAAAABZc/TVFgrFSgLHc/s1600/vlcsnap-78155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Swhb4OF4C_I/AAAAAAAABZc/TVFgrFSgLHc/s320/vlcsnap-78155.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406672374071823346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They throw in a 17 just to balance things out I guess:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhcMkc8OaI/AAAAAAAABZk/71qss9l-oxA/s1600/vlcsnap-79082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhcMkc8OaI/AAAAAAAABZk/71qss9l-oxA/s320/vlcsnap-79082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406672723671529890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet these screenshots of digital clocks are real interesting, huh? Try watching this movie, in this scene all that happens is the baby screams and the dad wakes up and the camera shows the time, and this happens over and over again. Just the reason I watch movies in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In LaVey's room, Dad puts the artificial breast (bottle) down next to a &lt;b&gt;Lighthouse&lt;/b&gt; thing, forming twin pillars/towers, and another 11:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhdBipF5tI/AAAAAAAABZs/-x92zYiHtiE/s1600/vlcsnap-80726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhdBipF5tI/AAAAAAAABZs/-x92zYiHtiE/s320/vlcsnap-80726.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406673633718691538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then get this delightful scene, where exhausted Tim mistakes the lighthouse for a bottle, breaks the bulb on his arm, and attempts to electrocute the baby through the mouth. Family fun! Notice the scary &lt;b&gt;reptile&lt;/b&gt; thing just behind Tim (what baby doesn't love a stuffed animal of a screeching reptile beast?):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwheQIk3HVI/AAAAAAAABZ0/gZtVleHYd7E/s1600/vlcsnap-82421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwheQIk3HVI/AAAAAAAABZ0/gZtVleHYd7E/s320/vlcsnap-82421.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406674983931288914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child is &lt;i&gt;clearly&lt;/i&gt; traumatized by this event. Well, if he's not traumatized, I am. Just look at this monstrosity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhevIDCFpI/AAAAAAAABZ8/-UnWr1Qn9Pg/s1600/vlcsnap-85625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhevIDCFpI/AAAAAAAABZ8/-UnWr1Qn9Pg/s320/vlcsnap-85625.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406675516365346450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna have nightmares. Anyway, that's about all I can handle for now, can you believe everything in this post takes up about 4 minutes of the movie? I sure can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-5045833083855358295?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/5045833083855358295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=5045833083855358295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/5045833083855358295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/5045833083855358295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/son-of-lucifer-part-4.html' title='The Son of Lucifer, part 4'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwhNPVhB8jI/AAAAAAAABXc/EBIg4kBenEE/s72-c/vlcsnap-37546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-4712788882340919498</id><published>2009-11-18T16:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T16:27:56.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>High Levels of Lead in Disney and Barbie Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/nationworld/2010291348_toys18.html&gt;Group warns of high lead in Barbie, Disney products&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;WASHINGTON — Children's toys carrying the Barbie and Disney logos have turned up with high levels of lead, according to a California-based advocacy group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Center for Environmental Health tested about 250 children's products bought at major retailers and found lead levels exceeded federal limits in seven of them. Lead can cause irreversible brain damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among those with high levels: a Barbie Bike Flair Accessory Kit, a Disney Tinkerbell Water Lily necklace, a Dora the Explorer Activity Tote, two pairs of children's shoes, a belt for boys and a kids' poncho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California Attorney General Jerry Brown sent letters to Target, Wal-Mart and the other retailers who sold the products, warning that children's goods on their shelves were found to contain illegal levels of lead and should be pulled immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The findings released Tuesday come about a year after a product-safety law ushered in strict limits on the amounts of lead in products made for children.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm! What's &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; doing there? Turning our children into vegetables, you say? Nonsense, my daughter &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; knows what time Hannah Montana is on!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-4712788882340919498?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/4712788882340919498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=4712788882340919498&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4712788882340919498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4712788882340919498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/high-levels-of-lead-in-disney-and.html' title='High Levels of Lead in Disney and Barbie Toys'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-3253731005058845298</id><published>2009-11-18T00:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T00:34:33.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Hamsters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.telegraph.co.uk/travel/destinations/europe/france/centralfrance/6589449/French-hamster-hotel-lets-guests-live-like-rodents.html&gt;French hamster hotel lets guests live like rodents&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwOG_ZLVmrI/AAAAAAAABW0/zA6xe0pB7Io/s1600/HAMSTER_1524575c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwOG_ZLVmrI/AAAAAAAABW0/zA6xe0pB7Io/s320/HAMSTER_1524575c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405312401423047346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It's a unique concept according to its creators. A hotel in the French city of Nantes is offering the chance for people to become a hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 99 euros (£88) a night, visitors to the hotel in Nantes can feast on hamster grain, get a workout by running in a giant wheel and sleep in hay stacks in the suite called the "Hamster Villa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the latest venture from owners Frederic Tabary and Yann Falquerho, who run a company which rents out unusual venues to adventure-seekers. Both architects, the men designed the room in an 18th century building to resemble the inside of a hamster's cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The hamster in the world of children is that little cuddly animal. Often, the adults who come here have wanted or did have hamsters when they were small," said Mr Falquerho, who was dressed as a hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the price is soon to go up as today's hamsters need, according to the owners, Wifi and a giant TV screen.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought this was pretty odd...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-3253731005058845298?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/3253731005058845298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=3253731005058845298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3253731005058845298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3253731005058845298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/human-hamsters.html' title='Human Hamsters'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SwOG_ZLVmrI/AAAAAAAABW0/zA6xe0pB7Io/s72-c/HAMSTER_1524575c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-4936357427128279931</id><published>2009-11-16T13:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:59:47.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go to war or be arrested and lose your child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.truthout.org/1114098&gt;Army Sends Infant to Protective Services, Mom to Afghanistan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ventura, California - US Army Specialist Alexis Hutchinson, a single mother, is being threatened with a military court-martial if she does not agree to deploy to Afghanistan, despite having been told she would be granted extra time to find someone to care for her 11-month-old son while she is overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hutchinson, of Oakland, California, is currently being confined at Hunter Army Airfield near Savannah, Georgia, after being arrested. Her son was placed into a county foster care system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hutchinson has been threatened with a court martial if she does not agree to deploy to Afghanistan on Sunday, Nov. 15. She has been attempting to find someone to take care of her child, Kamani, while she is deployed overseas, but to no avail.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-4936357427128279931?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/4936357427128279931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=4936357427128279931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4936357427128279931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4936357427128279931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/go-to-war-or-be-arrested-and-lose-your.html' title='Go to war or be arrested and lose your child'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-4440522894798808680</id><published>2009-11-15T13:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T13:31:17.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awakening to Futility</title><content type='html'>Every now and then I'll wake up feeling like I'm lost and alone. My mind finds ways to hurt itself, even after I have managed to give up just a little of my humanity in order to cope with the soulless, unfeeling people around me. Something is really bothering me about the way things work out... Some people have chosen to be a poison in my veins, when I did nothing to deserve such treatment. Life to them seems to be a paranoid, selfish game that I don't feel much like playing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that I'm a much different person than many people think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-4440522894798808680?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/4440522894798808680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=4440522894798808680&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4440522894798808680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4440522894798808680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/awakening-to-futility.html' title='Awakening to Futility'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-603410832188918414</id><published>2009-11-14T15:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T15:56:38.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Mindfuck 2</title><content type='html'>A friend and I were discussing saturday morning cartoons, a staple of our childhood. I stopped being interested in saturday morning programming once it was overflowing with Anime shows, whether they were actually produced by the japanese or if they were shoddy American attempts at that style. Actually, around that time, I had already long outgrown the saturday morning ritual. I'm not sure, but the title I had for this post was familiar which made me think I already did a post with this title, so I added a "2" just to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some openings to some current saturday morning shows for children:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's called "Huntik: Secrets and Seekers" (Hunt IK/9-11? Secrets and seekers? Wow). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p_g0lRGKnUY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p_g0lRGKnUY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I noticed was the insanely cheesy music. Second thing was the use of the 4 elemental colors for 4 of the characters. As if the "rainbow" theme wasn't already apparent enough, the credits inform us that this show was made "In Co-Production with &lt;b&gt;Rainbow&lt;/b&gt;. It pops up at around 0:25 in. The song says "Huntik, keep the faith and you'll survive". I'm having trouble analyzing this one because it's hard to watch, just watch it yourself and you'll notice pretty much everything else I did. Seekers and secrets, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up - GogoRiki. Once again, the "IK/9-11" theme in the title, along with a GG/77. I think this one's pretty self-explanatory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HK_yJHkydlc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HK_yJHkydlc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how many of those little bastards there are? &lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt;. There's nine of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have "Dinosaur King". Yet another "IK", this time reversed. The main character has Pan horns. In this show, like many others, they use cards (tarot) for battles and other shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XU_Lnpable8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XU_Lnpable8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next. Kamen Rider: Dragon Knight. The main logo has a dragon forming an infinity symbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZgfnzYgjW9E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZgfnzYgjW9E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youtube video has this small description of the show: "the show's bout &lt;b&gt;13&lt;/b&gt; people duking it out to the death to save earth". The 13 and the whole "Dragon Knight" thing is making me think Templars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we have "Sonic X". (Ma)sonic Cross? This one also has a slightly more veiled "IK", in the end of the word "SonIC", so it's Son/Sun 9-11. His blue coloring is also symbolic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9s8TpNPkSDc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9s8TpNPkSDc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a description - "While trying to retrieve the &lt;b&gt;7th Chaos Emerald&lt;/b&gt; from Dr. Eggman, Sonic and his friends are transported to the human world where Sonic is rescued by a boy named Chris(t). Now the race is on to keep Dr. Eggman away from the powerful Chaos Emeralds and from taking over the World."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is called "Chaotic". Do I really need to point out the "IK" thing again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmCz0HAreXE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmCz0HAreXE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably update this post with more stuff, but I'm pretty much blown away by this point. Watch the videos and do your own synchromysticizing, or analysis, or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things about the IK/9-11 symbol - 9+11 is 20, which can then be turned into ZO/OZ. Another is the 11-9/K9/Dog thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-603410832188918414?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/603410832188918414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=603410832188918414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/603410832188918414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/603410832188918414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-morning-mindfuck-2.html' title='Saturday Morning Mindfuck 2'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-2139861803453414354</id><published>2009-11-12T01:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T02:08:16.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten9Eight: Shoot for the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvuyQvCatMI/AAAAAAAABWs/Lh_zCe2mO6w/s1600-h/ten9eight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 40px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvuyQvCatMI/AAAAAAAABWs/Lh_zCe2mO6w/s320/ten9eight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403108178535298242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every &lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt; seconds", "shoot for the &lt;b&gt;moon&lt;/b&gt;", Ten&lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt;Eight, 10 + 8 = 18 which is 9 + 9. 10 + 9 + 8 = 27 (999), 2 + 7 = &lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-2139861803453414354?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/2139861803453414354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=2139861803453414354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2139861803453414354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2139861803453414354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/ten9eight-shoot-for-moon.html' title='Ten9Eight: Shoot for the Moon'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvuyQvCatMI/AAAAAAAABWs/Lh_zCe2mO6w/s72-c/ten9eight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-7362670852226888419</id><published>2009-11-11T20:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:36:37.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep-Sea/Space Crab Eats Trees (Of Life)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://news.bbc.co.uk/earth/hi/earth_news/newsid_8353000/8353068.stm&gt;The deep-sea crab that eats trees&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvtrFflfhCI/AAAAAAAABWk/YZAcBHuT9cU/s1600-h/crabling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvtrFflfhCI/AAAAAAAABWk/YZAcBHuT9cU/s320/crabling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403029920083313698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Cuddly little feller, ain't he?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Deep under the ocean, there is a species of crab that eats trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crab survives by eating wood that has sunk to the ocean floor, comprising trunks and leaves swept into the sea, as well as the odd shipwreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the stomach of the crab, also called a squat lobster, are bacteria and fungi that help digest the wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The discovery, published in the journal Marine Biology, adds to evidence that these so-called 'wood falls' help support special underwater communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At first sight, it seems improbable," says PhD student Caroline Hoyoux of the University of Liège, Belgium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Munidopsis andamanica is a species only found in the deep sea and yet it eats 'terrestrial food'," she says.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;crab&lt;/b&gt; is a &lt;b&gt;Moon&lt;/b&gt; resonator. &lt;b&gt;Mon&lt;/b&gt;sieur Kevin at &lt;a href=http://liveinchapelperilous.blogspot.com/2009/10/transmuting-energy-from-crab-nebula.html&gt;Live from the Logosphere&lt;/a&gt; has posted about "zombie energy" traveling through the Crab Nebula and approaching Earth. I wonder if that has anything to do with the recent shootings? In my opinion, you have to be completely stripped of your humanity (Zombified) in order to kill another human being. This recently-discovered crab that eats &lt;b&gt;trees&lt;/b&gt; (Tree of Life, Plant Consciousness/Consciousness as a whole) that lives &lt;b&gt;deep in the ocean&lt;/b&gt; (a reference to &lt;b&gt;deep-space&lt;/b&gt;) may be yet another clue as to what will happen during the 6th night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Tree of Life, Yesod/9/The Moon/Crab represents Foundation. &lt;a href=http://www.corax.com/tarot/index.html?tree-of-life&gt;This page&lt;/a&gt; has this factoid about Yesod:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"With the Moon being seen as the ruler of the tides and thus Water Yesod is related to the Seas of Binah and in fact it can be also compared with a &lt;b&gt;deep sea&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting... Yesod also represents the Unconscious Mind. This crab devours trees (consciousness). In terms of the Crab Nebula energy, it devours the human's consciousness leaving them &lt;b&gt;unconscious&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This adds yet another layer to the Moon-ZOmbie theme, as Zombies are unconscious beings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-7362670852226888419?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/7362670852226888419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=7362670852226888419&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7362670852226888419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7362670852226888419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/deep-sea-crab-eats-trees.html' title='Deep-Sea/Space Crab Eats Trees (Of Life)'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvtrFflfhCI/AAAAAAAABWk/YZAcBHuT9cU/s72-c/crabling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-1799125128497653769</id><published>2009-11-11T01:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T01:34:10.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 39-40 Year Old Shooter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.oregonlive.com/tualatin/index.ssf/2009/11/police_responding_to_tualatin_shooting.html"&gt;Gunman kills estranged wife at Tualatin lab, injures two, kills self&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;TUALATIN -- By late afternoon Tuesday, a lone state trooper guarded the front of a drug-testing clinic where a man with a rifle opened fire, killing his estranged wife and injuring two of her co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gunman fired multiple shots inside Legacy MetroLab-Tualatin shortly before noon, said Tualatin Police Chief Kent Barker.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shooter was found dead at the scene, apparently of a self-inflicted gunshot wound, Barker said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 63-year-old man with multiple gunshot wounds was flown by air ambulance to OHSU Hospital in Portland while a 20-year-old woman was sent by ground ambulance to Legacy Emanuel Hospital after fleeing to a nearby Subway restaurant. The woman was aided by Subway patrons before the ambulance arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dead woman was identified as Teresa Beiser, 36, of Gladstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago, she filed for divorce from her husband of 15 years, Robert Beiser, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;39&lt;/span&gt;, who worked as a car appraiser for Property Damage Appraisers in Lake Oswego and as an independent contractor for The Oregonian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had two children, a 14-year-old daughter and an 11-year-old son.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting that these shootings synchronized with &lt;a href=http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_sniper_execution&gt;the execution of the "DC Sniper"&lt;/a&gt;... Not to mention at 9:11!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-1799125128497653769?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/1799125128497653769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=1799125128497653769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1799125128497653769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1799125128497653769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-39-40-year-old-shooter.html' title='Another 39-40 Year Old Shooter'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-2906433729618386662</id><published>2009-11-10T14:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T17:46:15.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.denverpost.com/headlines/ci_13751004&gt;"John" allegedly paid mom, had sex with girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A man who allegedly paid the mother of a 14-year-old girl so he could have sex with the child has been charged with sexual assault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Denver district attorney's office, Mark Mathias, 48, paid the mother money over a 10-month period. Investigators said that from June 18, 2008, through March 31, Mathias repeatedly sexually assaulted the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child told investigators that her mother would use a cellphone to contact different men, telling them that &lt;b&gt;"fresh meat (was) available."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective &lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;enneth &lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;laus said in court documents that when the mother's cellphone records were reviewed, &lt;b&gt;"an extensive contact list was revealed."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://wcbstv.com/cbs2crew/stissing.mountain.high.2.1302922.html&gt;&lt;b&gt;42&lt;/b&gt;-Year-Old &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;hristopher &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;raft Holds Principal Bob Hess Hostage, Stissing Mountain High School In Pine Plains Locked Down During Confrontation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A former student held a school administrator hostage for more than an hour Tuesday morning, then surrendered to police without firing a shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CBS 2 HD learned the man in custody is Christopher David Craft of Pine Plains and the hostage was Stissing Mountain Middle School Principal Bob Hess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pine Plains Town Supervisor Gregg Pulver said the 42-year-old gunman was a former student at the school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police were in contact with the suspect throughout the standoff, he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police had the suspect confined to one room and all the students were kept safe throughout the dramatic incident.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42, CC, Craft=Masonry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/n/a/2009/11/09/international/i225847S86.DTL&amp;tsp=1&gt;Landslide triggered by rains kills &lt;b&gt;42&lt;/b&gt; in India&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A landslide triggered by torrential seasonal rains swept through a hilly region in southern India, killing at least 42 people, an official said Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The landslide demolished nearly 300 tin-roofed mud huts Monday in the Ooty and Coonoor region of Tamil Nadu state, a state flood control official said on condition of anonymity because he was not authorized to talk to reporters. The region is nearly 1,120 miles (1,800 kilometers) south of the capital, New Delhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rescuers found 14 bodies in the debris Monday and another 28 on Tuesday, the official said, adding that eight injured people were hospitalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The death toll was expected to rise further with the rescue operation continuing in the region, the official said.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,573527,00.html&gt;Koreas Exchange Fire in Naval Clash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;SEOUL, South Korea —  A badly damaged North Korean patrol ship retreated in flames Tuesday after a skirmish with a South Korean naval vessel along their disputed western coast, South Korean officials said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first naval clash in seven years broke out just a week before President Obama is due to visit Seoul, raising suspicions the North's communist regime is trying to rachet up tensions to gain a negotiating advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no South Korean casualties, the country's Joint Chiefs of Staff said in a statement, and it was not immediately clear if there were any casualties on the North Korean side. Each side blamed the other for violating the sea border.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched two movies, Mulholland Dr. and Blood Simple. I picked both pretty much at random. Both movies featured actor Dan Hedaya, which I was surprised to see. In Blood Simple, he plays a guy who is shot, but when one of the main characters believes him to be dead, he "comes back to life" (death and rebirth/Zombie) but is soon taken care of. Blood Simple is a very good movie, and it really makes use of the "hidden hand" theme which is an essential part of any mystery (though, the viewer is completely aware of what's going on, it's the characters in the movie which are confused and suspicious of eachother). Mulholland Dr. on the other hand.... I had a really hard time sitting through this movie. I have to admit, I kind of liked Lost Highway. Inland Empire was entirely forgettable. By the end of Mulholland, I was mocking the characters on-screen aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any guess as to what's behind Door #17??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvnGj3F-nhI/AAAAAAAABWM/mwmlWmvbwjA/s1600-h/vlcsnap-857879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvnGj3F-nhI/AAAAAAAABWM/mwmlWmvbwjA/s320/vlcsnap-857879.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402567547394366994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guessed "A Corpse", you win the prize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvnGyyRpdLI/AAAAAAAABWU/_SSLgA6TKQc/s1600-h/vlcsnap-858988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvnGyyRpdLI/AAAAAAAABWU/_SSLgA6TKQc/s320/vlcsnap-858988.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402567803799172274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get into this movie, and it had me for a lot of the scenes in the middle of the movie. It was the beginning (which had me bored to tears) and the end (which was needlessly confusing and didn't tie up any loose ends for me) that kind of killed it in my opinion. I understand the symbolism to some extent, but that's all the movie is. I'm not an expert on movies by any stretch of the imagination, but I have watched some pretty "artsy" movies in my time, and this one just struck a bad chord with me. I wonder if that was the intention, but it's not going to get me to watch it again (It's soooo slow. It was like finishing a test early and waiting for everyone else to finish rather than watching a movie). I just wanted to yell at everyone in the movie to quit walking around like zombies and actually do something. Blood Simple had this same problem, but since it's a Coen brothers movie you know there's going to be some suspense built around the characters' inability to function like normal human beings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just don't "get" Lynch. His movies really don't make me think. They get on my nerves and make me imagine all the smug people who would scoff at me for even daring to object to his filmmaking style.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-2906433729618386662?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/2906433729618386662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=2906433729618386662&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2906433729618386662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2906433729618386662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/bad-news.html' title='Bad News'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvnGj3F-nhI/AAAAAAAABWM/mwmlWmvbwjA/s72-c/vlcsnap-857879.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-1313239855024402789</id><published>2009-11-08T13:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:39:36.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthcare Reform Bill Passes, some interesting numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thehill.com/homenews/house/66841-healthcare-bill-clears-house"&gt;House health bill passes 220-215; 39 Dems and one GOP defect&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The House passed its $1 trillion healthcare overhaul late Saturday with only two votes to spare, becoming the first chamber to vote on such a significant expansion of healthcare since Congress passed Medicare in 1965.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 220-215 vote late Saturday was a victory for House Speaker Nancy Pelosi and President Barack Obama, who came to Capitol Hill to rally his fellow Democrats in the hours before the vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Republican, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;oseph &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ao (R-La.), voted for the bill, and 39 Democrats bucked their party's leaders to vote no. But final passage was assured by a late-night agreement Friday to give abortion opponents a vote on an amendment preventing any of the subsidies in the bill from paying for abortion. The amendment passed, giving a margin of comfort to anti-abortion Democrats, but angering abortion-rights supporters.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few numbers line up in this.... The orlando shooter killed one person (the same number of republicans who voted for this bill), and the Fort Hood shooter was 39 (same number as Democrats who voted yes) years old. Also, look what time this article was posted on "The Hill" website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;By Mike Soraghan and Jared Allen- 11/07/09 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;11:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; PM ET&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bill was passed saturday night while (I &lt;i&gt;assume&lt;/i&gt;, since I wasn't watching the news) everyone was distracted by the shootings. There's also a few "12"s floating around in this story.... 1 Trillion dollars would have 12 zeros on the end of it. The story mentioned Medicare passing in 1965, 1+9+6+5 = 21/12 (and if you convert that 1+9 into a 1, the sum is 12), 39 (3+9=12) democrats, 220-215 vote: 2+2+2+1+5 = 12. 12 is a number of Saturn, with L (El) as the 12th letter of the alphabet. If you convert that 12 into a 3, we get the Freemasons' favorite (Hermetic/Trinity) number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Chris Knowles mentioned this, but the exact amount of the healthcare bill is $1.052 trillion. 10+5+2 = 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snippets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"215, 216, 217..." they whispered. And then with the &lt;b&gt;magical&lt;/b&gt; 218th vote (2+1+8=11), they erupted in hugs and cheers.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dozens&lt;/b&gt; of House Democrats and White House staffers also gathered in the House Ways and Means Committee room after the measure’s passage and celebrated with hugs, cheers, and toasts of &lt;b&gt;red&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;white&lt;/b&gt; wine (Dionysian?)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Democratic leaders had hoped to hold the House vote before the August recess, but a rebellion by centrist Democrats, particularly &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Blue Dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, forced them to delay. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Abortion-rights supporters call it a "de facto" abortion ban and mounted an intense lobbying campaign against it, but &lt;b&gt;64&lt;/b&gt; (Hermetic, number of squares on a chessboard, 8x8/Mercury) Democrats joined nearly all Republicans in voting for it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-1313239855024402789?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/1313239855024402789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=1313239855024402789&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1313239855024402789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1313239855024402789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/healthcare-reform-bill-passes-some.html' title='Healthcare Reform Bill Passes, some interesting numbers'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-1192279094029253462</id><published>2009-11-06T15:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:19:01.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Shootings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.abcactionnews.com/news/local/story/1-dead-suspect-Jason-Rodriguez-caught-in-Orlando/of-7oQp9T0-UcjSmrgBWsA.cspx"&gt;1 dead, suspect Jason Rodriguez caught in Orlando shooting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ORLANDO, FL --  Jason Rodriguez, 40, surrendered to police about three hours later, after officers saw him through the window of his mother's home and asked him to come outside, Orlando Police Chief Val Demings said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said investigators did not know why Rodriguez targeted the engineering firm where he once worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a tragedy no doubt about it, especially on the heels of the tragedy in Fort Hood that is on our minds," she said. "I'm just glad we don't have any more fatalities or any more injuries than we currently have."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;People streamed out of the 16-story &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Legion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Place office building around lunchtime and some told local television stations they had barricaded themselves inside their offices while the gunman was on the loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Will Halpern, an attorney on the building's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;th floor, was among the last group to be evacuated. He said the lobby was filled with about 20 officers in SWAT gear, carrying assault weapons, ready to search.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing this is one of those buildings that skips the 13th floor, otherwise I can't see how anyone works on the 17th floor unless they work on the roof. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/11/05/texas.fort.hood.shootings/index.html?update"&gt;Officials: Fort Hood shootings suspect alive; 12 dead&lt;/a&gt; (T: The final amount was 13 dead, this story is from before that amount was released)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(CNN) -- A soldier suspected of fatally shooting 12 and wounding 31 at Fort Hood in Texas on Thursday is not dead as previously reported by the military, the base's commander said Thursday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A civilian officer who was wounded in the incident shot the suspect, who is "in custody and in stable condition," Army Lt. Gen. Robert Cone told reporters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Preliminary reports indicate there was a single shooter that was shot multiple times at the scene," Cone said at a news conference. "However, he was not killed as previously reported."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their eyes have that same blank stare. (pics in linked articles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/health/healthnews/6493112/Attack-in-NHS-hospital-every-three-minutes.html"&gt;Attack in NHS hospital 'every three minutes'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nearly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;0,000 violent incidents take place in England's NHS hospitals each year, data obtained under the Freedom of Information Act has revealed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labour's laws on 24-hour drinking are being blamed for alcohol-fuelled violence in accident and emergency departments in particular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-1192279094029253462?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/1192279094029253462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=1192279094029253462&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1192279094029253462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1192279094029253462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/twin-shootings.html' title='Twin Shootings'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-8947375387298787950</id><published>2009-11-03T13:14:00.029-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:22:00.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Son of Lucifer III</title><content type='html'>Continuing where we left off... Remember the cat girl seen at the end of the part 2? The masked Green Man wraps her up in cloth, which binds her and blinds her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB0DNuR_GI/AAAAAAAABSs/iPKPqtX1ShI/s1600-h/vlcsnap-50271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB0DNuR_GI/AAAAAAAABSs/iPKPqtX1ShI/s320/vlcsnap-50271.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399943551789431906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he &lt;b&gt;kicks&lt;/b&gt; her while holding onto the cloth, and she goes &lt;b&gt;spinning&lt;/b&gt; across the room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB0hWKlWQI/AAAAAAAABS0/J4ZhH1w9qnA/s1600-h/vlcsnap-52203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB0hWKlWQI/AAAAAAAABS0/J4ZhH1w9qnA/s320/vlcsnap-52203.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399944069451700482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the cloth unravels, she is dissociated and is no longer wearing the cat costume:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB1F9K9I0I/AAAAAAAABS8/3Zo5Wlx5LbY/s1600-h/vlcsnap-54019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB1F9K9I0I/AAAAAAAABS8/3Zo5Wlx5LbY/s320/vlcsnap-54019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399944698397532994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then falls into the arms of Kumar dressed up as... Something. I think he's supposed to be a dog, because he's wearing a spiked collar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB1XIs3N1I/AAAAAAAABTE/ecGD8kTbvns/s1600-h/vlcsnap-53199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB1XIs3N1I/AAAAAAAABTE/ecGD8kTbvns/s320/vlcsnap-53199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399944993550317394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The masked green man then goes on stage and &lt;b&gt;spins&lt;/b&gt; the women, turning them into a sluttier versions of themselves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB2OvUfU_I/AAAAAAAABTM/5D1c6qBycqM/s1600-h/vlcsnap-56863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB2OvUfU_I/AAAAAAAABTM/5D1c6qBycqM/s320/vlcsnap-56863.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399945948809876466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB2iQcU18I/AAAAAAAABTU/Tr_5weAa67E/s1600-h/vlcsnap-57836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB2iQcU18I/AAAAAAAABTU/Tr_5weAa67E/s320/vlcsnap-57836.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399946284118628290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB21vcGRWI/AAAAAAAABTc/Gh_1P_z6ax8/s1600-h/vlcsnap-58652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB21vcGRWI/AAAAAAAABTc/Gh_1P_z6ax8/s320/vlcsnap-58652.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399946618856686946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB2_wpS48I/AAAAAAAABTk/3rArPw1bIjs/s1600-h/vlcsnap-59048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB2_wpS48I/AAAAAAAABTk/3rArPw1bIjs/s320/vlcsnap-59048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399946790979167170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue and yellow dress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB3ZfiKYnI/AAAAAAAABTs/KIXgt__VB44/s1600-h/vlcsnap-59998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB3ZfiKYnI/AAAAAAAABTs/KIXgt__VB44/s320/vlcsnap-59998.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399947233062445682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the women in the room now worship him as their master as he sings his musical number:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB4JuRw50I/AAAAAAAABT0/DhiL7XEa5r4/s1600-h/vlcsnap-61825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB4JuRw50I/AAAAAAAABT0/DhiL7XEa5r4/s320/vlcsnap-61825.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399948061653919554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women then cover him up with their hands, and he jumps up through them. I wonder if that's a euphemism for something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB5CTvOlYI/AAAAAAAABT8/05gApqIy1Uo/s1600-h/vlcsnap-64228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB5CTvOlYI/AAAAAAAABT8/05gApqIy1Uo/s320/vlcsnap-64228.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399949033782285698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB5qbZ8DfI/AAAAAAAABUE/v3TH1L-1Ke8/s1600-h/vlcsnap-65868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB5qbZ8DfI/AAAAAAAABUE/v3TH1L-1Ke8/s320/vlcsnap-65868.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399949723035241970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the Stargate! Dance/Ritual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB6AMq6tQI/AAAAAAAABUM/H1-dKUZePIs/s1600-h/vlcsnap-66523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB6AMq6tQI/AAAAAAAABUM/H1-dKUZePIs/s320/vlcsnap-66523.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399950097037047042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulls out a scepter (phallus) and continues to dance (ritual) down this oddly patterned floor, his brainwashed followers close behind. See the giant pyramid complete with eye in capstone in the background?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB6prxEWzI/AAAAAAAABUU/McxDOdtsLwU/s1600-h/vlcsnap-67930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB6prxEWzI/AAAAAAAABUU/McxDOdtsLwU/s320/vlcsnap-67930.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399950809758980914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then leaves the party, goes home and fucks his wife still as the Green Man (possessed by Loki/Lucifer), and directly after the screen fades to black, we see this octagonal window:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB7Jpi3_dI/AAAAAAAABUc/YvCtqM6FPys/s1600-h/vlcsnap-69189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB7Jpi3_dI/AAAAAAAABUc/YvCtqM6FPys/s320/vlcsnap-69189.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399951358918393298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which a ray of light then penetrates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB7dINQ6tI/AAAAAAAABUk/MKC7_QmlDhY/s1600-h/vlcsnap-70442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB7dINQ6tI/AAAAAAAABUk/MKC7_QmlDhY/s320/vlcsnap-70442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399951693566765778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim of course has no recollection of what happened as everyone at work applauds him. He is asked to enter his boss's office, which has doors depicting male and female dolphins (i'm pretty sure dolphins are symbolic of something, but here they represent the twin pillars). Big &lt;b&gt;V&lt;/b&gt; around his neck:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB8QxJR_aI/AAAAAAAABUs/ZBcbxKT7YW0/s1600-h/vlcsnap-72061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB8QxJR_aI/AAAAAAAABUs/ZBcbxKT7YW0/s320/vlcsnap-72061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399952580729240994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought this was strange... "Siamese Popes" poster in the back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB8qSxDjQI/AAAAAAAABU0/KzkR2s5_G1o/s1600-h/vlcsnap-73426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB8qSxDjQI/AAAAAAAABU0/KzkR2s5_G1o/s320/vlcsnap-73426.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399953019251166466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His boss asks him if he'd like to move up to the "second floor" (second degree). When Tim gets home he can't find the mask anymore, because his Dog/God took it away somewhere. Tim tells the dog (named Otis) that if he finds it, he'll take him to see &lt;b&gt;Venus&lt;/b&gt;, a female dog. Tim's wife comes home and she tells him she's pregnant (from last night. No, it doesn't make sense, unless you take into account that it's actually technically the son of Loki/Lucifer, since Tim was possessed by Loki when they had sex.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the solar disk (marking the announcement of her being pregnant with the Sun/Son) above them as his wife vomits... Bubbles?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCKR68l6VI/AAAAAAAABU8/KB5rYWyv1JU/s1600-h/vlcsnap-106969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCKR68l6VI/AAAAAAAABU8/KB5rYWyv1JU/s320/vlcsnap-106969.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399967993703033170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCK1YVm6lI/AAAAAAAABVE/dMa7NuJwa4A/s1600-h/vlcsnap-109620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCK1YVm6lI/AAAAAAAABVE/dMa7NuJwa4A/s320/vlcsnap-109620.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399968602888006226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are then seen as if they are inside one of the bubbles (a trinity - The father, the mother, and the messenger):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCLbi_0XvI/AAAAAAAABVM/nt7wMvqxOOg/s1600-h/vlcsnap-110456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCLbi_0XvI/AAAAAAAABVM/nt7wMvqxOOg/s320/vlcsnap-110456.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399969258584432370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An extremely random scene is then shown with the mother putting silly string on a cracker and then eating it. Probably not the best diet for a pregnant mother. The baby is born, and after Tim says "I'm your dad" the baby starts crying and the camera flies into its mouth where we see a literal All-Seeing-Eye, that of Odin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCMc1-9csI/AAAAAAAABVU/WuH_0C7O_TQ/s1600-h/vlcsnap-113275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCMc1-9csI/AAAAAAAABVU/WuH_0C7O_TQ/s320/vlcsnap-113275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399970380372603586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera zooms out, and he is seen between two gigantic pillars:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCMvhrPVUI/AAAAAAAABVc/q4RbX05Kms8/s1600-h/vlcsnap-114544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCMvhrPVUI/AAAAAAAABVc/q4RbX05Kms8/s320/vlcsnap-114544.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399970701338694978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera then zooms out even further, through some sort of hellish wormhole and the camera exits out of the right eye of Loki's Mask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCNd0kVAPI/AAAAAAAABVk/jPfciX9tK7k/s1600-h/vlcsnap-115673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCNd0kVAPI/AAAAAAAABVk/jPfciX9tK7k/s320/vlcsnap-115673.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399971496683962610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCNm7adiSI/AAAAAAAABVs/C2fBhr1d6O0/s1600-h/vlcsnap-116490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCNm7adiSI/AAAAAAAABVs/C2fBhr1d6O0/s320/vlcsnap-116490.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399971653140449570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of all-seeing eyes in this movie, huh? The camera went into the son of Lucifer's mouth, exited the pupil of Odin's single eye, and then back out of the eye of Lucifer's mask. Oh, but the mask which the camera exited was actually a fake mask, like the one in the beginning of the movie. Loki is seen in some sort of antique store, and he picks up the mask hanging on the wall, sees that it's fake, and throws it to the ground, &lt;b&gt;shattering&lt;/b&gt; it into pieces: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCOgvkp6_I/AAAAAAAABV0/X-gY6rQ5Ueg/s1600-h/vlcsnap-118617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCOgvkp6_I/AAAAAAAABV0/X-gY6rQ5Ueg/s320/vlcsnap-118617.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399972646394391538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish this off, Loki starts breaking more shit in the store, and we are shown this statue of a black goddess holding what appears to be a torch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCPEAeILCI/AAAAAAAABV8/7l2UbAS5fz8/s1600-h/vlcsnap-120248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvCPEAeILCI/AAAAAAAABV8/7l2UbAS5fz8/s320/vlcsnap-120248.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399973252225838114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is only 26 minutes into the movie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-8947375387298787950?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/8947375387298787950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=8947375387298787950&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8947375387298787950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8947375387298787950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/son-of-lucifer-iii.html' title='The Son of Lucifer III'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SvB0DNuR_GI/AAAAAAAABSs/iPKPqtX1ShI/s72-c/vlcsnap-50271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-1474026115532082000</id><published>2009-11-02T22:16:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T00:40:01.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Vampire Killers</title><content type='html'>Earlier today I watched a significantly awful movie released within the last two weeks called "Stan Helsing", as mentioned in my last post. I noticed some syncs in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-hacI3S7I/AAAAAAAABRk/cdt5h6CUK04/s1600-h/vlcsnap-337614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-hacI3S7I/AAAAAAAABRk/cdt5h6CUK04/s320/vlcsnap-337614.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399711953842555826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"B&lt;b&gt;OZ&lt;/b&gt; Productions". Boaz, maybe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-iUaX9DTI/AAAAAAAABRs/MWIQM8NpK68/s1600-h/vlcsnap-341801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-iUaX9DTI/AAAAAAAABRs/MWIQM8NpK68/s320/vlcsnap-341801.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399712949801389362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stan's &lt;b&gt;reflection&lt;/b&gt; (mirroring, this is further shown in the "Act II" Gemini/Twin popcorn buckets seen behind him) is seen in the table as he stares listlessly into a television showing horror movies. A &lt;b&gt;red&lt;/b&gt; bandana is placed over his third eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-jea7NnTI/AAAAAAAABR0/73A6Usc_Mk4/s1600-h/vlcsnap-344859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-jea7NnTI/AAAAAAAABR0/73A6Usc_Mk4/s320/vlcsnap-344859.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399714221259595058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies can't resist Pan with his horns. "&lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;e&lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;ich" in the lower right-hand corner. Subliminal "SEX" in the upper left-hand corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-lZkhUEnI/AAAAAAAABR8/69esmvJtwI0/s1600-h/vlcsnap-349716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-lZkhUEnI/AAAAAAAABR8/69esmvJtwI0/s320/vlcsnap-349716.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399716336959230578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ST" on the Superman (Horus) costume, it closely resembles the Serpent on the Cross:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-mjIrFFZI/AAAAAAAABSM/Bn9HEH4Cbtg/s1600-h/serpentcross.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-mjIrFFZI/AAAAAAAABSM/Bn9HEH4Cbtg/s320/serpentcross.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399717600794318226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-mi7ip4TI/AAAAAAAABSE/sRbmNmLX2y0/s1600-h/serpent_cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-mi7ip4TI/AAAAAAAABSE/sRbmNmLX2y0/s320/serpent_cross.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399717597269319986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is related to the Caduceus and Kundalini Energy. Also, that gesture he's making is a Grand Masonic Hailing Sign of Distress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-n6iu3aEI/AAAAAAAABSU/dsuaosVg2BY/s1600-h/mason3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-n6iu3aEI/AAAAAAAABSU/dsuaosVg2BY/s320/mason3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399719102438139970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may update with more stuff from this movie. I might as well point out now that the final battle is a &lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;arao&lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;e contest, and most of the movie takes place in a place called "&lt;b&gt;Stormy Night&lt;/b&gt; Estates". Oh, and there's this too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-tmqSfYdI/AAAAAAAABSk/OgJ9yLfZzug/s1600-h/vlcsnap-369965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-tmqSfYdI/AAAAAAAABSk/OgJ9yLfZzug/s320/vlcsnap-369965.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399725357938991570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-tmi_rZOI/AAAAAAAABSc/xUdY-cSKnjU/s1600-h/vlcsnap-369627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-tmi_rZOI/AAAAAAAABSc/xUdY-cSKnjU/s320/vlcsnap-369627.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399725355981038818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asks the girl in the &lt;b&gt;pink hair&lt;/b&gt; "So does it &lt;b&gt;alter&lt;/b&gt; how I look?", to which Kenan (of &lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;enan and &lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;el fame) responds "I think he meant it would &lt;b&gt;alter&lt;/b&gt; how you look at &lt;i&gt;things&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then gets horny and asks the cab driver to stop the car while she gets out and kisses Stan while the camera &lt;b&gt;spins&lt;/b&gt; around them. This movie sees women as semi-retarded, bitchy sex objects so this doesn't surprise me in the least (which means I think this movie is filled with mind control programming).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-1474026115532082000?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/1474026115532082000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=1474026115532082000&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1474026115532082000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1474026115532082000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/fearless-vampire-killers.html' title='Fearless Vampire Killers'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su-hacI3S7I/AAAAAAAABRk/cdt5h6CUK04/s72-c/vlcsnap-337614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-4940116349532763932</id><published>2009-11-02T17:33:00.029-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:14:28.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Son of Lucifer Part 2</title><content type='html'>Since I cannot watch Son of the Mask again in good judgement, I will only post screens and a short explanation of each one. I just got finished watching a horrible new movie called "Stan Helsing", I think bad movies are in another dimension all on their own so there's no real "worst movie ever", they all somehow manage to be equally bad (and they are most likely intentionally bad anyway, I have a feeling I've subjected myself to some serious mind control by watching these things).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's begin where we left off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9fQkvAgUI/AAAAAAAABOc/hVdnYYFGchM/s1600-h/vlcsnap-168160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9fQkvAgUI/AAAAAAAABOc/hVdnYYFGchM/s320/vlcsnap-168160.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399639216583901506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera zooms out from the single (all-seeing) eye of a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9f3mzT2RI/AAAAAAAABOk/GbMgbJ3_5dk/s1600-h/vlcsnap-171827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9f3mzT2RI/AAAAAAAABOk/GbMgbJ3_5dk/s320/vlcsnap-171827.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399639887153715474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vampire&lt;/b&gt; babies in a random daydream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9gsoxLrkI/AAAAAAAABOs/duBkmi8v8WY/s1600-h/vlcsnap-173957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9gsoxLrkI/AAAAAAAABOs/duBkmi8v8WY/s320/vlcsnap-173957.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399640798214729282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9gy6WTvzI/AAAAAAAABO0/atooj9fCZio/s1600-h/vlcsnap-174023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9gy6WTvzI/AAAAAAAABO0/atooj9fCZio/s320/vlcsnap-174023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399640906013065010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog/God shown as the creation of Man in the Dog's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9hzvlRECI/AAAAAAAABO8/7oa83UWDrnA/s1600-h/vlcsnap-176844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9hzvlRECI/AAAAAAAABO8/7oa83UWDrnA/s320/vlcsnap-176844.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399642019814510626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9iAPouE1I/AAAAAAAABPE/Fet7Z8zrfj8/s1600-h/vlcsnap-177376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9iAPouE1I/AAAAAAAABPE/Fet7Z8zrfj8/s320/vlcsnap-177376.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399642234577359698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera flies through the dog's right eye, through some clouds and we see Odin's face, with his all-seeing eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9ih7ZMmwI/AAAAAAAABPM/4RVoqizBCFs/s1600-h/vlcsnap-178689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9ih7ZMmwI/AAAAAAAABPM/4RVoqizBCFs/s320/vlcsnap-178689.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399642813259094786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odin appears in the clouds and talks to his "son" Loki. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9iv_Be6UI/AAAAAAAABPU/brmC4njU-pc/s1600-h/vlcsnap-179302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9iv_Be6UI/AAAAAAAABPU/brmC4njU-pc/s320/vlcsnap-179302.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399643054751541570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake's Xoneculli "S" on the beach towel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9jGFL4sUI/AAAAAAAABPc/UdRaaJ25fkY/s1600-h/vlcsnap-180081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9jGFL4sUI/AAAAAAAABPc/UdRaaJ25fkY/s320/vlcsnap-180081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399643434362908994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odin and Loki between two "Spirit Palms"/Pillars, with added lightning bolt. Just after this, Odin actually holds up a lightning bolt and threatens to strike Loki with it, but it's  impossible to get a screen of because of the glare created by the special effect. Just take my word for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9j5aNOcUI/AAAAAAAABPk/WYyaPDQ2CVA/s1600-h/vlcsnap-181937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9j5aNOcUI/AAAAAAAABPk/WYyaPDQ2CVA/s320/vlcsnap-181937.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399644316179001666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Kennedy's (JK) character Tim drawing a homeless orphan child. That's what kids like in their cartoons, right? Homelessness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9kf3Y0crI/AAAAAAAABPs/xvcD35VeSgI/s1600-h/vlcsnap-183686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9kf3Y0crI/AAAAAAAABPs/xvcD35VeSgI/s320/vlcsnap-183686.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399644976847286962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illuminated globe between male and female pillars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9kv1srlAI/AAAAAAAABP0/FxiUV5XHs_s/s1600-h/vlcsnap-184367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9kv1srlAI/AAAAAAAABP0/FxiUV5XHs_s/s320/vlcsnap-184367.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399645251271627778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim as "Torpedo Tortoise" (TT), a possible reference to Turtle Island, or perhaps Aleister Crowley's "Turtle and the Elephant" tree of life mnemonic. The "Turtle" is the hexagon which forms the top of the Kabala tree of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9lw4JuRNI/AAAAAAAABP8/vC-0Aa0xf_E/s1600-h/vlcsnap-186557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9lw4JuRNI/AAAAAAAABP8/vC-0Aa0xf_E/s320/vlcsnap-186557.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399646368621806802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cur&lt;b&gt;ZON&lt;/b&gt; Hall". The man being decapitated (the decapitated head is a symbol of Galactic Center or John the Baptist) has 11 teeth. Animagine = Anima-gene? A "Nine" Magi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9mif-1EOI/AAAAAAAABQE/L20fn30X974/s1600-h/vlcsnap-188964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9mif-1EOI/AAAAAAAABQE/L20fn30X974/s320/vlcsnap-188964.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399647221127123170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumar positioned next to a giant paintbrush which resembles a &lt;b&gt;Torch&lt;/b&gt; (symbol of the goddess Diana, possibly a symbol of Lucifer as well, being the "light bearer" and all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9np8StyQI/AAAAAAAABQM/F7qalDpXSmI/s1600-h/vlcsnap-191363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9np8StyQI/AAAAAAAABQM/F7qalDpXSmI/s320/vlcsnap-191363.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399648448497436930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe those are &lt;b&gt;Dragons&lt;/b&gt; on Steven Wright's shirt... In this scene, Tim, still partially dressed as the turtle, is speaking to the man in the Dragon shirt (which is his boss). In Kabbalism, the south ecliptic pole is represented by a &lt;b&gt;turtle&lt;/b&gt;, and the north ecliptic pole is aligned with &lt;b&gt;Draco&lt;/b&gt;, the dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9qPJOYROI/AAAAAAAABQU/14h9P0bkACE/s1600-h/vlcsnap-198185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9qPJOYROI/AAAAAAAABQU/14h9P0bkACE/s320/vlcsnap-198185.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399651286647325922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paw prints point "As above, so below". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9rOmUUJeI/AAAAAAAABQc/4ex5rt3rH3U/s1600-h/vlcsnap-201026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9rOmUUJeI/AAAAAAAABQc/4ex5rt3rH3U/s320/vlcsnap-201026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399652376788608482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loki's real mask is found next to some solar &lt;b&gt;yellow flowers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9rsv34M2I/AAAAAAAABQk/8689Nxfu8pM/s1600-h/vlcsnap-201799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9rsv34M2I/AAAAAAAABQk/8689Nxfu8pM/s320/vlcsnap-201799.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399652894749766498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:11 flanking the yellow flowers, a solar disc and Tim holding the Green Man mask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9sitNzoII/AAAAAAAABQs/nzaD3fFawcs/s1600-h/vlcsnap-204090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9sitNzoII/AAAAAAAABQs/nzaD3fFawcs/s320/vlcsnap-204090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399653821749371010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin Truncated Pyramid Light-bearers (lamps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9tHH6kffI/AAAAAAAABQ0/eglckbKbjOQ/s1600-h/vlcsnap-205779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9tHH6kffI/AAAAAAAABQ0/eglckbKbjOQ/s320/vlcsnap-205779.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399654447391735282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the Chariot, Tim puts on the mask which unleashes his Loki &lt;b&gt;alter&lt;/b&gt;. Notice the illuminated archway in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9twh0sOkI/AAAAAAAABQ8/K8geApwswjg/s1600-h/vlcsnap-207392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9twh0sOkI/AAAAAAAABQ8/K8geApwswjg/s320/vlcsnap-207392.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399655158721034818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this scene, the Transformed Tim's foot mimics a serpent which travels down a red carpet A.K.A Bloodline. Interesting pairing of foot and serpent, as Ophiuchus the &lt;b&gt;Serpent&lt;/b&gt; Bearer's &lt;b&gt;foot&lt;/b&gt; marks the position of Galactic Center. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9uQxQVFtI/AAAAAAAABRE/QVKWog4yKdM/s1600-h/vlcsnap-208806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9uQxQVFtI/AAAAAAAABRE/QVKWog4yKdM/s320/vlcsnap-208806.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399655712619304658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stands under a Masonic arch, newly Green Man'd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9u0iYYzCI/AAAAAAAABRM/lXRpxigKLyY/s1600-h/vlcsnap-210202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9u0iYYzCI/AAAAAAAABRM/lXRpxigKLyY/s320/vlcsnap-210202.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399656327101860898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doorman asks for his ID (Id) but he instead pulls out an I.V., IV being the roman numeral 4 or 1111. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9vfuHreFI/AAAAAAAABRU/o_Mki599OpI/s1600-h/vlcsnap-211816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9vfuHreFI/AAAAAAAABRU/o_Mki599OpI/s320/vlcsnap-211816.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399657068987381842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Monster/Moonstar which C's Red hands out drinks to some Witches. Notice the Malkuth symbol (an X within a circle) projected onto the back wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9wcIP8WgI/AAAAAAAABRc/u2NlaiibeKM/s1600-h/vlcsnap-214180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9wcIP8WgI/AAAAAAAABRc/u2NlaiibeKM/s320/vlcsnap-214180.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399658106793515522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman dressed up as a cat stands in front of some illuminated steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, part 3 coming up soon. It's not even 20 minutes into the movie yet (I actually stopped it at &lt;b&gt;17:42&lt;/b&gt; without realizing it)! I also just had an inkling that I've seen this movie covered before in one of the Labyrinth of the Psychonaut videos, so I may just forget about going any deeper into this, no reason to retread old ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-4940116349532763932?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/4940116349532763932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=4940116349532763932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4940116349532763932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4940116349532763932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/son-of-lucifer-part-2.html' title='The Son of Lucifer Part 2'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su9fQkvAgUI/AAAAAAAABOc/hVdnYYFGchM/s72-c/vlcsnap-168160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-21994810686870966</id><published>2009-11-02T13:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:13:57.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NSA to store "Yottabyte" of citizens' private communications</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://gizmodo.com/5395095/the-nsa-to-store-a-yottabyte-of-your-phone-calls-emails-and-other-big-brothery-stuff&gt;The NSA to Store a YOTTABYTE of Your Phone Calls, Emails and Other Big Brothery Stuff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "Yottabyte" is 1,000,000,000,000,000 Gigabytes. That's a &lt;i&gt;lot&lt;/i&gt; of private information being collected by shady agencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"In Utah, the National Security Agency is building a $2 billion storage facility that will house and analyze all forms of electronic communication...a potential yottabyte of everyone's (formerly) personal data. So how big is a yottabyte? CrunchGear puts it well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a thousand gigabytes in a terabyte, a thousand terabytes in a petabyte, a thousand petabytes in an exabyte, a thousand exabytes in a zettabyte, and a thousand zettabytes in a yottabyte. In other words, a yottabyte is 1,000,000,000,000,000GB.&lt;br /&gt;In terms of data on current human scales, a yottabyte is nearly infinite (though I'm sure the NSA will manage to fill the thing in like 2 weeks, and iPods will come with yottabytes in just a few months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair, the yottabyte figure is just one estimate generated by a Pentagon think tank. The facility could hold a mere hundreds of petabytes. But either way, the prospect is as unsustainable as it is frightening. This one facility will burn through as much electricity as the entirety of Salt Lake City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this data comes from the book The Secret Sentry: The Untold History of the National Security Agency by Matthew M. Aid. And while the paranoid among you may read it, &lt;b&gt;I, MARK WILSON, HAVE NO REASON TO FEAR THE NSA'S INVOLVEMENT IN MY LIFE OR INFORMATION AT ALL."&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;T: So.... That makes it okay?&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-21994810686870966?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/21994810686870966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=21994810686870966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/21994810686870966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/21994810686870966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/nsa-to-store-yottabyte-of-citizens.html' title='NSA to store &quot;Yottabyte&quot; of citizens&apos; private communications'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-2844156309546276253</id><published>2009-11-01T19:20:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:27:03.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Son of Lucifer</title><content type='html'>For reasons unknown to me, the 2005 movie "Son of the Mask" made its way onto my hard drive. To be honest, my definition of "worst movie ever made" changes every 3 days or so, but this one is somewhere near the top. Let's begin this faux-symbolic barrage of Mind Control and False Norse Mythology, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su40SapkKyI/AAAAAAAABOU/SPUxv5G5WHU/s1600-h/son_of_the_mask_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su40SapkKyI/AAAAAAAABOU/SPUxv5G5WHU/s320/son_of_the_mask_ver2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399310494259751714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie begins by telling us this is the work of "RadaR pictures", giving an RR sync and a RefeRence to military tracking systems. Then it says "In association with Dark Hose Entertainment". The "Dark Horse" is a common theme, the "Horse" having to do with &lt;b&gt;Equin&lt;/b&gt;oxes, making it a "Dark Equinox", much like the dark half of the year we have just entered beginning with Samhain. It might also be a reference to one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse, the black horse which represents Famine (perhaps this also has to do with Codex Alimentarius, which may be in effect by the end of this year?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the very first scene of the movie itself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4oiIKvHjI/AAAAAAAABNE/fwtLU9kqFXs/s1600-h/vlcsnap-223642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4oiIKvHjI/AAAAAAAABNE/fwtLU9kqFXs/s320/vlcsnap-223642.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297570036981298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It resembles a galaxy, with its center in the middle of the screen. Galactic Center. There is a storm going on, so naturally a few lightning bolts (bolt of Gnosis/Electroshock) are seen. A subtitle appears which tells us this is "Edge City", where the first "Mask" movie took place. Reminds me of the cliff from the Fool tarot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4plPowBlI/AAAAAAAABNM/MgDmHRcNRvI/s1600-h/fool-tarot-card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4plPowBlI/AAAAAAAABNM/MgDmHRcNRvI/s320/fool-tarot-card.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399298723093153362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tagline for the first "The Mask" movie was "From &lt;b&gt;Zero&lt;/b&gt; to Hero".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the camera pans down, we see a man ascending a staircase and entering a museum of arts and history which is adorned with many huge pillars. Then the voice of Ben Stein (Creationist) is heard, describing a failed race of ancient people who spoke only through rhyme. I consider synchronicities to be "reality rhyming". The "joke" is that their language only had one vowel... In sync talk, this is a pointer to unified consciousness, each "sync rhyme" only consisting of one theme. Another interesting tidbit is that this movie was filmed entirely in &lt;b&gt;OZ&lt;/b&gt;tralia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4rC4E0-uI/AAAAAAAABNU/JIwVk0UGevA/s1600-h/vlcsnap-230854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4rC4E0-uI/AAAAAAAABNU/JIwVk0UGevA/s320/vlcsnap-230854.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399300331676170978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Stein begins to talk about Odin and his sons, when someone asks "Who's that ugly guy" and Ben tells him it's Loki. Wait a minute.... Loki is the &lt;b&gt;brother&lt;/b&gt; of Odin, not his son. Anyway... Loki/Lucifer/Pan is portrayed with a horned helmet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4r0vYThQI/AAAAAAAABNc/hPIFevPUAgQ/s1600-h/vlcsnap-232561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4r0vYThQI/AAAAAAAABNc/hPIFevPUAgQ/s320/vlcsnap-232561.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399301188335404290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Androgynous Loki (played by Alan CuMMing) is seen moving his hands over 3 swords. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4syC_d6yI/AAAAAAAABNk/gXP194zVYy8/s1600-h/Swords03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4syC_d6yI/AAAAAAAABNk/gXP194zVYy8/s320/Swords03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399302241571957538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This card is known as the "Lord of Sorrow". Pretty accurate description of my feelings while watching this movie. Notice the clouds and rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are then introduced to Loki's &lt;b&gt;mask&lt;/b&gt;, "which he created and then tossed down to earth thousands of years ago to create mayhem among the mortals, for according to legend the wearer of the mask is imbued with the powers of Loki himself". Someone asks Ben "is that true?" to which he replies "no, if that were true I'd be wearing it myself". He describes the mask as "a tool which unleashes the Id". He then describes Loki as a being who can "shapeshift and change his form, even able to turn himself into a woman". Catching the Lucifer references yet? Good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loki then turns into this thing after Ben tells the visitors that Loki was the shame of his family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4uh3dPYsI/AAAAAAAABNs/hCts3NYmTpw/s1600-h/vlcsnap-239258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4uh3dPYsI/AAAAAAAABNs/hCts3NYmTpw/s320/vlcsnap-239258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399304162620957378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4uwKHISYI/AAAAAAAABN0/-t3SNlrIFdU/s1600-h/vlcsnap-239747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4uwKHISYI/AAAAAAAABN0/-t3SNlrIFdU/s320/vlcsnap-239747.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399304408146659714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone runs, and Ben confronts Loki. It turns out Loki was just looking for his mask, but the one at the museum is a fake. So Loki rips off Ben Stein's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4vZ_0HAII/AAAAAAAABN8/tItIeiNmqz8/s1600-h/vlcsnap-241809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4vZ_0HAII/AAAAAAAABN8/tItIeiNmqz8/s320/vlcsnap-241809.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399305126937034882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;The floating, disembodied face of Ben Stein will haunt my nightmares forever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the green man (there are quite a few "green men" in this movie) Loki gives the museum security his best Jupiter Fingers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4wK2ssenI/AAAAAAAABOE/3rvqzbeBhxc/s1600-h/vlcsnap-243786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4wK2ssenI/AAAAAAAABOE/3rvqzbeBhxc/s320/vlcsnap-243786.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399305966303607410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Loki starts spinning around like the Tasmanian Devil shouting "Where's my mask!". The whole dissociative spinning thing and the "mask" is very reminiscent of MKULTRA mind-control techniques. Pretty disturbing when you think how this movie was made for children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real mask is seen floating down a creek and is picked up by a dog. There's no real reason for him to be in the outskirts of "Fringe City", but he's there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4xtq9b2qI/AAAAAAAABOM/1oarciw9XvE/s1600-h/vlcsnap-247688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su4xtq9b2qI/AAAAAAAABOM/1oarciw9XvE/s320/vlcsnap-247688.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399307663959644834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2+7+0 = &lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt;, FC (for Fringe City)=6+3=&lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are then introduced to main character Tim (played by JK Jamie Kennedy), who is immediately headbutted in the balls by a small child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just lost all will to continue analyzing this movie, so I might just split it up into separate posts. I don't know, it's so bad that I would rather be doing &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; else than watching this crap. Sorry :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-2844156309546276253?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/2844156309546276253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=2844156309546276253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2844156309546276253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2844156309546276253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/11/son-of-lucifer.html' title='The Son of Lucifer'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Su40SapkKyI/AAAAAAAABOU/SPUxv5G5WHU/s72-c/son_of_the_mask_ver2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-8703773669469187278</id><published>2009-10-31T16:44:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:21:35.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Samhain - The Night Begins</title><content type='html'>Tonight is the beginning of &lt;a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samhain&gt;Samhain&lt;/a&gt;, which signifies the beginning of the "dark half" of the Celtic year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Suyio3LtbMI/AAAAAAAABMM/-KhQVcuUmpI/s1600-h/wheelyear.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Suyio3LtbMI/AAAAAAAABMM/-KhQVcuUmpI/s320/wheelyear.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398868876201913538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wiccan "Wheel of the Year"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gives quite a good explanation for all of the Monster/Moon-star syncs (involving Vampires/&lt;b&gt;Drac&lt;/b&gt;-ula, ZOmbies and Witches) which have been around every corner leading up to this point, as this "Moon-star" sync has to do with the Moon pillar of Freemasonry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Suyj-P9MAOI/AAAAAAAABMc/HOK4H32lhpE/s1600-h/t.board3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Suyj-P9MAOI/AAAAAAAABMc/HOK4H32lhpE/s320/t.board3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398870343140770018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuykiN2xfnI/AAAAAAAABMk/k7X8OaNhJno/s1600-h/tboard4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 129px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuykiN2xfnI/AAAAAAAABMk/k7X8OaNhJno/s320/tboard4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398870961052286578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Moon and Stars&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl Calleman has posted recently about &lt;a href=http://www.calleman.com/content/articles/nov8_sixth_night.htm&gt;the beginning of the 6th night on November 8th, 2009&lt;/a&gt;. The "people" (if you want to call them that) controlling the media are perfectly aware of this shift, having bombarded the mass consciousness with symbols associated with this near-simultaneous "Night" in both the Mayan Calendar and the Celtic Calendar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cancer "69" crab, associated with the moon, can be seen as "6-Moon" or Sixth Night, since 9 is the Moon in the Kabala Tree of Life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Suym_WSFzvI/AAAAAAAABMs/SSjxPwPHcoY/s1600-h/Cancer2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Suym_WSFzvI/AAAAAAAABMs/SSjxPwPHcoY/s320/Cancer2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398873660553809650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuynJhWbwjI/AAAAAAAABM0/WAAFghacTN4/s1600-h/kabbalah_tree.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuynJhWbwjI/AAAAAAAABM0/WAAFghacTN4/s320/kabbalah_tree.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398873835323507250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recently released movie "Boondock Saints 2: All Saints Day" ties in with Samhain and the "Beginning of the Night" as well, as All Saints Day is on November 1st. Samhain is on the night of October 31st and through November 1st. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Suyo-mTe_vI/AAAAAAAABM8/UJ_omQAxpXg/s1600-h/boondocksaints.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Suyo-mTe_vI/AAAAAAAABM8/UJ_omQAxpXg/s320/boondocksaints.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398875846698008306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Teaser image for All Saints Day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One gun pointing upward, one pointing downward. As above, so below, or "69", where 6 represents "as below" and 9 "as above". Notice the "silvery" aspect of the coloring. Silver is associated with the moon through the Crescent symbol, which is used as a symbol for both the moon and Silver (probably because the moon appears to be a silver color). The chemical symbol for silver is "Ag", which can be seen as &lt;b&gt;17&lt;/b&gt;. I believe this has some connection with the Moon and the 7 stars of Orion (1+7) seen above the Moon pillar in the tracing board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words "Aequitas" and "Veritas" are seen. These words together mean "Truth and Justice". Hopefully a pointer to the path mankind will take during these times... These words give us another "as above so below" with the "A" of Aequitas pointing upward, and the "V" of Veritas pointing downward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aequitas&gt;Aequitas&lt;/a&gt; is the Roman Goddess of "Fair Trade and Honest Merchants". Very interesting, considering the current economic climate. Calleman talks about a great shift in the way currency is handled in his description of the 6th Night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veritas&gt;Veritas&lt;/a&gt; is the Roman goddess of &lt;b&gt;Truth&lt;/b&gt;. She's also the daughter of Saturn/Satan. I'm not sure how much I trust these Roman/Vatican connections, but they are there anyway, and line up quite well with what Calleman says about the Sixth Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;appy &lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;alloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit: Interesting personal sync - I watched the original Boondock Saints for the first time during my first and only experience on mushrooms.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-8703773669469187278?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/8703773669469187278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=8703773669469187278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8703773669469187278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/8703773669469187278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/samhain-night-begins.html' title='Samhain - The Night Begins'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/Suyio3LtbMI/AAAAAAAABMM/-KhQVcuUmpI/s72-c/wheelyear.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-4877762723290489982</id><published>2009-10-30T00:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:33:10.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Toddlers and Tiaras" - Filmed in Pedovision</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCjQnuVMRNs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCjQnuVMRNs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is new to me. I haven't scrolled through a TV menu or really looked too deep into what's going on in TV land these days (in person, at least, I read plenty of blogs which tell me everything I need to know about it), so seeing this is pretty much a kick in the teeth. I asked one of my friends what "Jon and Kate Plus 8" was, since I have no clue what it is and I'm not sure what made me care all of a sudden, but then he brought this up and I asked him what it was. He sent me this link, and all I can think is "what the fuck is wrong with the people involved in bringing us this trash"? Meaning the people who organize these pedophile conventions, the people who voluntarily enter their children into them, the people who decided it would make a good TV show, and the people who watch this shit. Everyone involved with this is very fucked up, unfortunately including the children involved. I've noticed a trend in exposing young children to matters which they should really not be involved with, as is the case with shows like Wife Swap, which I have only seen fleeting glimpses of in my failed attempts to avoid television at all costs. Even shows like "Jon and Kate Plus 8" seem to be the same old "growing up with camera crews" that we're all desensitized to. This "toddlers and tiaras" show has a target demographic, and it's definitely not middle-aged moms sitting at home with nothing to do. TLC is still "the learning channel", but you're only learning that TV is fucked up and should be abandoned entirely in its current state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize if this is old news, but it disturbed me to the point where I needed to vent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-4877762723290489982?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/4877762723290489982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=4877762723290489982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4877762723290489982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4877762723290489982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/toddlers-and-tiaras-filmed-in.html' title='&quot;Toddlers and Tiaras&quot; - Filmed in Pedovision'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-3217487107384459978</id><published>2009-10-28T23:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:39:04.709-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Haste Makes Waste (an update)</title><content type='html'>The pace of this blog has changed quite a bit in the last couple of months. My interest in vivisecting seemingly mundane news articles has waned significantly, as it is really just pointless altogether to focus on things that are like bait to certain types of people. My life has improved since my sister's vampiric boyfriend was kicked out of the house, and I have to say that complaining about it was at least something to write about. Things are happening, just very slowly... It's obvious that the media which we tend to write about is controlled, and it's becoming very apparent that they control the ebb and flow of our "revelations" and topics discussed here on sync blogs such as my own (feel free to disagree, as this is really just a paranoid theory I've decided to pay attention to). The self-described "omnipotent" 'THEY' are easily ignored, but should we choose to avoid them we miss a lot of the truth they are required to put out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just been trying to focus more on what makes me happy lately, rather than drowning myself in the humiliating sorrow which has infected my life since early childhood. I've been meditating a lot more often than usual, and my dreams have been extremely vivid but very personal. I will often "wake up" only to wake up again, which is sometimes confusing but usually funny. The way I meditate is probably different than most people, because I don't do any chants or anything like that. I only work on clearing my mind and relaxing deeply, which I recommend to people who are bogged down by stress and stuff like that. Just take yourself out of it for a while, no damage done! Thoughts are not as important as peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes reality will run up and slap us in the face with something we seem to keep forgetting... In my case, my syncs are becoming so personal and extraordinarily commonplace (if that makes sense) to the point that it wouldn't be very interesting to read about (and even harder to follow than my usual spastic synchromysticizing), but this whole "Zombie" theme is following me around like a stray cat I gave some food to. In fact most of my personal syncs involve Monsters/Moon-stars (connection thanks to Jake), which is reminding me of the &lt;b&gt;Moon&lt;/b&gt; pillar. The whole "moon sync" rush is far from over, it's just becoming a tad more obscure, but with the release of "Th&lt;b&gt;is Is&lt;/b&gt; It" we may just see an influx of moon-related themes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big thanks to everyone who has been keeping up with my blog even through this slow time, and to everyone in general for sticking around and leaving comments and writing cool stuff in your own blogs. You are appreciated more than I can express. My posts are written entirely in my train of thought, but I hope that doesn't make them too predictable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-3217487107384459978?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/3217487107384459978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=3217487107384459978&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3217487107384459978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/3217487107384459978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/haste-makes-waste-update.html' title='Haste Makes Waste (an update)'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-2255347281570897553</id><published>2009-10-28T15:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T15:51:42.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>66th anniversary of the Philadelphia Experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philadelphia_Experiment&gt;Wiki page for the Philadelphia Experiment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=5668770220439914053#&gt;Timetravel to 2749 (Montauk Project &amp; Philadelphia Experiment)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id=VideoPlayback src=http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=5668770220439914053&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=true style=width:400px;height:326px allowFullScreen=true allowScriptAccess=always type=application/x-shockwave-flash&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-2255347281570897553?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/2255347281570897553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=2255347281570897553&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2255347281570897553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2255347281570897553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/66th-anniversary-of-philadelphia.html' title='66th anniversary of the Philadelphia Experiment'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-7820880015659473601</id><published>2009-10-26T22:37:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:54:14.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Undead Conquer the World</title><content type='html'>Today I sat down and watched two movies by "director" Roger Corman. The first was entitled "The Undead" and the second was "It Conquered the World". They were featured on two episodes of the TV show Mystery Science Theater 3000 (one of the only tv shows I still watch and it was cancelled long ago), so if you're not into the commentary you might want to skip the videos below, though I would skip them anyway because the movies themselves are pretty awful. I picked them both at random, and didn't know they were both directed by Roger Corman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Undead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id=VideoPlayback src=http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-2197216372828397449&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=true style=width:400px;height:326px allowFullScreen=true allowScriptAccess=always type=application/x-shockwave-flash&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title alone makes you think of zombies, or even vampires. Nope. Well, the movie &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; begin with Satan talking to the audience, so maybe that counts? This movie is about a man who is interested in past-life regressions, so he picks up some random woman and takes her to a "psychical research" institute (I think? Looks pretty dirty in there) and sends her into a trance by rubbing his palm with his finger. Her consciousness is transported into one of her previous lives where she is about to be executed for being a witch, probably some time in the middle ages. Her future mind tells her how to escape the situation and "Helene", the supposed witch, is off on an adventure filled with a singing gravedigger, some kind of succubus and an imp who can turn into bats and cats, some guy named "Pendragon" (though they pronounce it "pendra-gone", for reasons unknown) who has taken a liking to her, an older witch who eventually joins her, and Satan himself. So a bunch of stuff happens, Pendragon nearly sells his soul to Satan so that he can save Helene, but the guy from the beginning who initially put her into the trance puts himself into a trance and somehow materializes into the same frequency as Helene. Not sure how that works. Anyway, he stops Pendragon from selling his soul, (he even suggests that Pendragon "rent out" his soul to Satan for a month, which even the dark lord himself laughs off), and they somehow reach the conclusion that Helene must sacrifice herself to save the entranced woman in the future. So Helene jumps under the executioner's axe with the glee of a dog about to receive a milk-bone, but unfortunately the guy who sent his consciousness back in time to save the entranced woman's consciousness is stuck with Satan because Helene is now dead and he has no other connection to his original time and place (Whew!). So the message of the movie is "kill yourself and go to hell". I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just noticed the combination of themes in this movie, the whole hypnosis and past life thing intertwined with a sort of mysticism (of course "black magic" is mentioned. What about all the other kinds of magick?) made it stand out in a weird way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Conquered the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id=VideoPlayback src=http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-3376496503817721908&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=true style=width:400px;height:326px allowFullScreen=true allowScriptAccess=always type=application/x-shockwave-flash&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this movie, a military scientist (I think) named Tom Anderson (not the one from The Matrix, though it is an interesting synchronicity) has made contact with a being from Venus, of course no one believes him but he invites it down anyway. The alien begins its stay on earth by shutting down everyone's utilities, sending out little drones (which I'm pretty sure are the "bats" from "The Undead") that bite policemen in the back of the neck and then die which somehow controls their minds, and sends everyone into a panic. Tom is the only one who can contact the alien, and he is convinced that the alien is doing the right thing by dropping the NWO on everyone's heads (one of the commentators even mentions the New World Order, and in the movie it's called "The Society for the New World"), giving the whole "saving humanity from itself" excuse. Tom's friend (Brother? They seem to have the last name) Paul attempts to stop him, and in the process gets in a nasty pillowfight with one of the drone-bats and has to kill his wife who has been mind-controlled. Tom's wife then goes to the cave where the Venusian being is staying and tries to kill it, but of course she gets killed instead, she's a woman in a movie from the '50s. This movie also sort of follows the whole "zombie" theme with the mind-controlled slaves of the alien, but without the "death and rebirth" thing. Tom confronts the alien but is killed at the same time he kills it. The line "Man is a feeling creature, and because of it the greatest in the universe" is uttered. Go man! Then the movie ends after a short speech by Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Undead was kind of hard to sit through, but these were not the worst movies I've ever seen. They're still bad, but I think the title of "worst movie ever" should go to this one called "The Room", which I had the displeasure of watching earlier today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Plz-bhcHryc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Plz-bhcHryc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, these are the main characters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested in more MST3K episodes or just poorly-made movies in general, I highly suggest &lt;a href=http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-965940053790092213&amp;ei=ImLmSrKjG6GqqwKBo5nfDw&amp;q=mst3k+site:video.google.com&amp;dur=3#&gt;Overdrawn at the Memory Bank&lt;/a&gt;. It's actually a 9 part miniseries that was made for Canadian Public Access (and it really shows), but for your kon-venience it's been condensed into an hour and thirty minutes. It follows the whole Orwellian/Reality Simulation theme (very poorly), and the plot revolves around a guy with a funny name played by Raul Julia who lives in this Semi-Orwellian future who just wants to watch "cinemas", but is instead sent to rehab where his consciousness is uploaded into a baboon, but everything gets screwed up when he tries to come back to his body and he's stuck in a simulated reality which he has total control over. See how many sync themes you can spot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-7820880015659473601?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/7820880015659473601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=7820880015659473601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7820880015659473601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7820880015659473601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/undead-conquer-world.html' title='The Undead Conquer the World'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-597041654577484014</id><published>2009-10-25T16:03:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:52:50.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombies: They're here!</title><content type='html'>Okay, not really. Or at least not as literally as they're shown in the movies. But still we have a &lt;b&gt;ZO&lt;/b&gt;mbie reference, and a #&lt;b&gt;17&lt;/b&gt; to go, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lacrossetribune.com/news/weird-news/article_9d0d120b-28e0-5ad6-ac49-ff322644fdf5.html"&gt;Man ordering food called a zombie, punched twice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Iowa City police are investigating an early morning assault in which a man accused another of being a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;zombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, then punched him twice. Police said the assault occurred at 1:&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; a.m. Sunday at an Iowa City restaurant south of the University of Iowa campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was ordering food when he was approached by another man who called him a zombie, then hit him in the eye. When the victim tried to call police on his cell phone, the man punched him again, breaking his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man then ran out a back door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The victim was taken by ambulance to a hospital.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, the Zombie theme is a reference to Death and Rebirth. Zombies are sometimes (rarely, actually, they're usually some sort of gray) portrayed as being green due to their decomposed skin, giving another Osirian reference (Osiris was portrayed as a Green Man) to go along with the 17 (Osiris resonating number) in the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IOWA=9+15(6)+23(5)+1=21, or 7+7+7 (without reducing the 15 and 23, you still get 48/4+8 which is 12, 21 backwards. The numbers 1 and 2 resonate with Jupiter through its astrological symbol). It also seems to contain a reference to Jupiter's moon/Mythological figure Io, and the hebrew letter Vav (Wa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: StrangEye pointed out this story in the comments: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.cjob.com/News/Local/Story.aspx?ID=1155188&gt;'Zombie Walk' invades downtown Winnipeg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;CJOB News Team reporting &lt;br /&gt;10/26/2009 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winnipeg Police are not reporting any arrests in connection with the so-called downtown Winnipeg 'Zombie walk' Sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callers to CJOB reported seeing a crowd of up to 400 people made up as ghouls prowling downtown Winnipeg... the bizarre procession shambled from the Exchange District to Portage and Main, then west to Portage and Memorial, before proceeding south to the Legislature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police tell CJOB they sent a few cruiser cars out to monitor the happening, in response to some complaints from residents. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zombie walks" are actually quite common these days, as zombies have become a popular "modern nerd" meme. And by "modern nerd", I don't mean someone who has actually earned the title of nerd through being skilled in anything technical, I just mean someone who goes to those creepy conventions, likes to party and will dress up as anything to fit in with the other "nerds". In other words, to be a "nerd" these days all you have to do is watch Anime, play video games and talk on internet forums (all three of these things are done religiously, I know because I went through my own total "internet nerd" phase but learned that like many other modern "tribes", their culture is corrupted), so you are just as controlled as anyone who soaks in the media without the proper filters. Interesting that one of these zombie walks coincided with yesterday's reverse zombie attack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-597041654577484014?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/597041654577484014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=597041654577484014&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/597041654577484014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/597041654577484014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/theyre-here.html' title='Zombies: They&apos;re here!'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-5636736531106400716</id><published>2009-10-24T13:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:49:24.259-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish Granted and Cubic Christ</title><content type='html'>The Butterfly effect in action:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://abcnews.go.com/Technology/wireStory?id=8896196&gt;Poll: US Belief in Global Warming Is Cooling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Americans seem to be cooling toward global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 57 percent think there is solid evidence the world is getting warmer, down 20 points in just three years, a new poll says. And the share of people who believe pollution caused by humans is causing temperatures to rise has also taken a dip, even as the U.S. and world forums gear up for possible action against climate change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a poll of 1,500 adults by the Pew Research Center for the People &amp; the Press, released Thursday, the number of people saying there is strong scientific evidence that the Earth has gotten warmer over the past few decades is down from 71 percent in April of last year and from &lt;b&gt;77&lt;/b&gt; percent when Pew started asking the question in 2006. The number of people who see the situation as a serious problem also has declined.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, from the video in the link, some guy wrote a book called "SuperFreakonomics"? Rick James lives on in the hearts of economists everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm aware that these kinds of polls are almost entirely controlled, but it's still interesting that just yesterday I was hoping that more people would wake up to the obvious scam of the Green movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.wlbz2.com/news/watercooler/story.aspx?storyid=110338&amp;catid=109&gt;Da Vinci Cubed?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;TORONTO (NBC) -- Rubik's cubes and Leonardo da Vinci a strange combo? Not in Toronto where five people worked two months to recreate "The Last Supper" from Rubik's cubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 4,000 cubes were used to make an eight by 16-foot masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guinness people are looking to see if it breaks any records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prominent Florida collector has acquired the artwork.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuM9wakPHPI/AAAAAAAABME/dT8S4JRP2Cc/s1600-h/cubechrist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuM9wakPHPI/AAAAAAAABME/dT8S4JRP2Cc/s320/cubechrist.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396224680494308594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuM9wBnzeuI/AAAAAAAABL8/1EsRACgoBls/s1600-h/rubixsavior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuM9wBnzeuI/AAAAAAAABL8/1EsRACgoBls/s320/rubixsavior.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396224673798388450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-5636736531106400716?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/5636736531106400716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=5636736531106400716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/5636736531106400716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/5636736531106400716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/wish-granted-and-cubic-christ.html' title='Wish Granted and Cubic Christ'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuM9wakPHPI/AAAAAAAABME/dT8S4JRP2Cc/s72-c/cubechrist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-1348196446369715161</id><published>2009-10-23T21:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:37:18.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mystery of "Cat Girl"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.ninemsn.com.au/world/879022/chinese-cat-girl-baffles-doctors"&gt;Chinese 'cat-girl' baffles doctors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (solar number)-year-old Chinese girl has doctors puzzled after thick grey hair started growing all over her body, earning her the nickname "&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;-girl".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Xiaoyuan, from Fengkai in southern China, had a small birthmark on her back just months ago, which has since grown to cover her entire back and parts of her arms and face, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Doctors told us it was just how a birthmark even when it started spreading but now it covers half her body," her father Li Yan was quoted as saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"None of the other children want to play with her, they are calling her cat-girl and are really mean."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother Li Jian said it broke her &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (the sun and the heart are associated, as the sun is the heart of the solar system) to see her daughter suffer like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surgeon at Zhaoqing City Dermalogical l Hospital in China's Guangdong province said Li Xiaoyuan may have a rare skin disease that makes normal moles run amok.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuJZW3qwn5I/AAAAAAAABL0/Df6sZ62JCjY/s1600-h/catgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuJZW3qwn5I/AAAAAAAABL0/Df6sZ62JCjY/s320/catgirl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395973552978567058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-1348196446369715161?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/1348196446369715161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=1348196446369715161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1348196446369715161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/1348196446369715161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/mystery-of-cat-girl.html' title='The Mystery of &quot;Cat Girl&quot;'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuJZW3qwn5I/AAAAAAAABL0/Df6sZ62JCjY/s72-c/catgirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-2463380221000197712</id><published>2009-10-23T20:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:18:46.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dogs use up more energy resources than cars"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/story/0,27574,26248145-5009760,00.html"&gt;Dogs use up more energy resources than a car, authors claim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;THEY'RE faithful, friendly and furry - but under their harmless, fluffy exteriors, dogs and cats, the world's most popular house pets, use up more energy resources in a year than driving a car, a new book says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In their book Time to Eat the Dog: The Real Guide to Sustainable Living, New Zealand-based &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;architects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Robert and Brenda Vale say keeping a medium-sized dog has the same ecological impact as driving 10,000km a year in a 4.6 litre Land Cruiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calculating that the modern Fido chows through about 164kg of meat and 95kg of cereals a year, the Vales estimated the ecological footprint of cats and dogs, based on the amount of land needed to grow common brands of pet food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are no recipes in the book," Robert Vale said, laughingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're not actually saying it is time to eat the dog. We're just saying that we need to think about and know the (ecological) impact of some of the things we do and that we take for granted." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuJFDX3T-HI/AAAAAAAABLs/ce7jnnWjvwc/s1600-h/puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuJFDX3T-HI/AAAAAAAABLs/ce7jnnWjvwc/s320/puppy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395951227791210610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;It's adorable! We must sacrifice it in the name of the Green (Greed) movement!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog/Gods being compared to Cars/Chariots? I'm reminded of "Chariots of the Gods", a.k.a UFOs. The UFO/Merkaba/Chariot theme is heavy in these times, with news of imminent E.T. disclosure, the "Balloon Boy" farce, and my own UFO dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story should be proof to anyone that the whole Green movement is worthless, especially when one notices this book was written by architects/Masons. Just a coincidence?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-2463380221000197712?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/2463380221000197712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=2463380221000197712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2463380221000197712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2463380221000197712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/dogs-use-up-more-energy-resources-than.html' title='&quot;Dogs use up more energy resources than cars&quot;'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SuJFDX3T-HI/AAAAAAAABLs/ce7jnnWjvwc/s72-c/puppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-2236836195000472828</id><published>2009-10-21T12:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:58:31.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aliens On Parade</title><content type='html'>I had a very strange dream last night. I don't know if it was some sort of astral projection or what, because I spent most of yesterday in deep meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in some kind of apartment, not really sure where. It looked like very early morning, just before the sun comes up. Someone (I think it was my sister) said she saw something in the sky, and I looked to see if there was anything. Wouldn't you know, there was a UFO not very high up, glowing orange/yellow and spinning, moving across the sky. We discussed this, and I sort of thought "well, that's over". Nope. Next thing I know, I look out the window and there are more of them, very close to the ground, just hovering slowly down the street outside the apartment. As the sun started to rise, I could see more vehicles on the street. They were strange 4 legged walking machines, very alien looking. It was an alien parade, or maybe some sort of march. I recall going down to the street (it was just a little frosty outside) and seeing the beings that were marching down the street alongside the UFOs and Walker machines. They reminded me of clowns. I remember going inside and trying to get my dad's attention but he wouldn't believe what I was telling him. I think he was in shock or denial or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UFOs were so vivid. They had a "spoked wheel" design so you could clearly see them spinning, and they looked pretty much exactly like every saucer ever reported. The walker machines were like metallic orbs (which probably had a pilot inside) with 4 spider legs sticking out. I recall not being too afraid of this event, just kind of shocked. I really didn't even read too much about UFOs or anything like that yesterday, I spent most of the day reading up on &lt;a href=http://www.poorwiseman.net/Operations/codeops.html&gt;Codex Alimentarius&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very militaristic, by the way. It wasn't a fun kind of parade march. If I recall correctly, I got the impression that they were rounding people up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-2236836195000472828?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/2236836195000472828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=2236836195000472828&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2236836195000472828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2236836195000472828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/aliens-on-parade.html' title='Aliens On Parade'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-6890512742181607302</id><published>2009-10-19T14:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:39:11.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/33376836/ns/politics-white_house/&gt;White House steps up attacks on Fox News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;WASHINGTON - White House advisers have stepped up their attacks on Fox News, claiming the cable television network is a Republican mouthpiece whose programming "is geared toward making money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several critics questioned the wisdom of the move while one of President Barack Obama's top adviser pledged Sunday that administration officials would still appear on the top-rated cable news network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, White House communications director Anita Dunn said Fox News operates "almost as either the research arm or the communications arm of the Republican Party."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Rahm Emanuel, President Barack Obama's chief of staff, said, "It is not a news organization so much as it has a perspective."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.prisonplanet.com/government-propaganda-to-infest-network-tv-shows.html&gt;Government Propaganda to Infest Network TV Shows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;An insidious brainwashing program set to be launched next week will “organically” weave the government’s political propaganda into prime time network television shows, with positive talking points about Obama’s environmental, bailout, health care and “servitude” agenda being seamlessly integrated into the content of dramas, reality shows and comedies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the auspices of a program run by the Entertainment Industry Foundation (EIF), network TV shows will be used to promote “service and volunteerism” on behalf of the public as part of a “week-long of television programming on all four leading broadcast networks – ABC, CBS, FOX, NBC, and all affiliated broadcast and cable properties as well, and other networks, beginning October 19.”&lt;br /&gt;According to the EIF press release, “Network shows that will feature volunteerism in some way during the week of Oct 19th,” include the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC&lt;br /&gt;All My Children, America’s Funniest Home Videos (okay, how the hell are they going to pull that off?), Brothers and Sisters, Castle, Cougar Town, Dancing With The &lt;b&gt;Stars&lt;/b&gt;, Desperate Housewives, Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, &lt;b&gt;Flash Forward&lt;/b&gt; (FF/66), General Hospital, Good Morning America, Grey’s Anatomy, Hank (Ankh), Jimmy Kimmel Live, Modern Family, One Life To Live, &lt;b&gt;Private Practice&lt;/b&gt; (PP/P=16/1+6=7, so PP is 77), The Forgotten, The Middle (Pillar), The View, Ugly Betty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CBS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cold Case&lt;/b&gt; (CC/33), Criminal Minds, CSI: Miami, CSI: NY (OZ), Gary Unmarried, Ghost Whisperer, &lt;b&gt;Numb3rs&lt;/b&gt; (obvious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOX&lt;br /&gt;America’s Most Wanted, &lt;b&gt;Bones, Brothers, COPS&lt;/b&gt; (all references to Freemasons), So You Think You Can Dance (dance=ritual), Til Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NBC&lt;br /&gt;30 Rock, Access Hollywood, Community, Days of Our Lives, &lt;b&gt;Heroes&lt;/b&gt; (Horus), Parks and Recreation, &lt;b&gt;The Biggest Loser&lt;/b&gt; (the audience), The Office (drone conditioning), Today Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that this was announced back in September, a new investigation by John Nolte has revealed all kinds of surreptitious connections that give a solid indication of what we can expect to be promoted by the TV shows that will effectively be under government control from Monday onwards.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up from a pretty depressing dream. Every time my ex-girlfriend shows up in one of my dreams I go through the pain of befriending her and then being rejected again. It's my fault, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty jaded towards the whole relationship thing. It revolves around possession, and I've grown out of that. It just sucks how every time I attempt to show someone love they think I'm trying to bind them to me. I mean, in a way that's what our idea of "love" is. I think "open relationships" are disgusting, personally. I'm just kind of screwed when it comes to finding some sort of companion, or someone to share my deepest feelings with. It seems impossible now, but I'm not robotic enough to give up loving emotions completely. So I'll just have to deal with this incredible pain for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-6890512742181607302?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/6890512742181607302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=6890512742181607302&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6890512742181607302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6890512742181607302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/obama-tv.html' title='Obama TV'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-7490387615781110961</id><published>2009-10-16T17:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T18:09:00.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman boasts 15 abortions over 17 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.myfoxla.com/dpp/news/national/dpgo_woman_has_15_abortions_over_17_years_lwf_20091014_4040373&gt;Woman Had 15 Abortions Over 17 Years&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A woman who is a self-described "abortion addict" has written a book in which she details having 15 terminations over &lt;b&gt;17&lt;/b&gt; years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her book called "Impossible Motherhood: Testimony of an Abortion Addict," Irene Vilar, 40, said she got pregnant and had the abortions as a way of rebelling against her "controlling" husband who didn't want children, according to the Daily Mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the age of 16 until &lt;b&gt;33&lt;/b&gt;, Vilar ended the pregnancies and also attempted suicide several times. She claims that her husband, a 50-year-old Latin American literature professor, told her that having children killed sexual desire. So she stopped taking her birth control pills as a way of defying him.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story includes both a 17 and a 33. It also makes very, very little sense to me. I guess it's revenge against her ex-husband in the form of destroying his unborn children, but he said he didn't want them anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-7490387615781110961?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/7490387615781110961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=7490387615781110961&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7490387615781110961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/7490387615781110961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/woman-boasts-15-abortions-over-17-years.html' title='Woman boasts 15 abortions over 17 years'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-6202844432734687597</id><published>2009-10-15T22:25:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:39:11.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Falcon - "We did this for the show" (disturbing, yet hilarious update)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wI6UONWCq7A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wI6UONWCq7A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awkwarrrrrrd! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was this whole thing a setup or what? They all seem really, really nervous, even though the host of the show still plays along with the script. What the hell is going on here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I also called that he wasn't in the balloon in the first place. That thing is tiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, listen in at 0:43.... Was that a fart? Anyway, I was thinking maybe the parents were just nervous that they're on TV, but since they've been on Wife Swap that seems unlikely. I'm wondering if the scripted part was where his parents are "surprised" that he could hear them (it seems like the kid is trying really hard to remember his line or something), or if he broke the script by saying that he could hear them (this is the most likely option, since it's obvious that this was the parents' attempt at making more money from TV appearances). I have no clue at this point, really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another symbolic approach to this strange story is this.... The beings which we thought were in UFOs are actually on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me laugh harder than anything has in a very long time (watch this trash at your own risk, I have a strange sense of humor):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EBWJXXgaYBo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EBWJXXgaYBo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the same children as the video above. Thanks to Orgone Gnosis for providing the video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-6202844432734687597?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/6202844432734687597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=6202844432734687597&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6202844432734687597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/6202844432734687597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/falcon-we-did-this-for-show.html' title='Falcon - &quot;We did this for the show&quot; (disturbing, yet hilarious update)'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-2226679686268433266</id><published>2009-10-15T17:16:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T18:07:11.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exorcism at Thorpe Park</title><content type='html'>This is totally viral marketing for this theme park, but whatever...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/2683886/Thorpe-Park-bosses-suspend-Ouija-Board-workers.html&gt;SPOOKED bosses at a theme park have suspended six members of staff and called in an exorcist after a late night seance on their top horror ride sparked a string of ghostly happenings.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The workers at Thorpe Parke carried out a Ouija board session on the horror themed rollercoaster SAW - The Ride after the opening night of their creepy Halloween themed "Fright Nights".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group chose the park's newest ride, which boasts gruesome features mimicking the sinister torture scenarios from the grisly film SAW, as the scariest place in the park to hold it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But bosses didn't see the funny side when they heard staff had tried to communicate with the spirit world through a talking board which has been blamed for subsequent paranormal going-ons.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t0_Sk4uDhEo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t0_Sk4uDhEo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I kinda hate rollercoasters.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A Thorpe Park insider said: "Guests started to report an extreme drop in temperature when they walked into the ride building where the seance was held and others unusual happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lights started to go on and off with no explanation and the special effects would start up even after being switched off and there were reports of footsteps with nobody there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Doors could be heard banging and it was then news of the Ouija board session came out and the members of staff responsible have been spoken to and suspended from work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thorpe Park in Surrey has now called in Rev Lionel Fanthorpe, the UK's leading authority on the unexplained, who is currently examining the ride for evidence of paranormal activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says if he finds any signs of spirits "crossing over from the other side" he will carry out an exorcism.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In unrelated news, I'm just having one of those days where everything seems to go wrong. It's definitely a pattern that has to do with getting woken up by the TV upstairs. It seems like every time this happens, I have a very hard time not being very angry throughout the day. I can't tell if I'm angry that I have to endure the electromagnetic blast being put out by that monstrous television, or if I'm angry because nothing is working out the way I want it to. Either way, this sucks. Is it just me or have I mentioned this about 3,000 times in this blog already? It just keeps happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to be focused on the &lt;a href=http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/10/15/colorado.boy.balloon/index.html&gt;giant runaway UFO balloon&lt;/a&gt; that a 6 year old boy was supposedly in (I never saw any evidence that proved he was even inside it), and it's interesting that his dad is into pyramids on Mars and the boy's name is "Falcon" (Horus, age 6/Sun), but as amazing as these synchronicities are there is something fishy about it... A Young Falcon/Horus (Solar symbol) traveling inside of a UFO? Really now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SteU6E-Rw4I/AAAAAAAABLk/gzgEXQMJmhI/s1600-h/art.balloon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SteU6E-Rw4I/AAAAAAAABLk/gzgEXQMJmhI/s320/art.balloon5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392942804287734658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Empty Sun Balloon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"They're unusual, yes, of course. He's sort of a scientist slash inventor. They're storm chasers -- they go after tornadoes, hurricanes, things like that," he said.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this one of those guys that chases UFOs for the government? Falcon is an odd name for a human being, which probably means that the dad here knew what he was doing naming his kid after the symbolic bird of prey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, did anyone pick up the symbolism in the title of Michael Jackson's new song "th&lt;b&gt;IS IS&lt;/b&gt; it"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-2226679686268433266?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/2226679686268433266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=2226679686268433266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2226679686268433266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/2226679686268433266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/exorcism-at-thorpe-park.html' title='Exorcism at Thorpe Park'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/SteU6E-Rw4I/AAAAAAAABLk/gzgEXQMJmhI/s72-c/art.balloon5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-4550978481247746226</id><published>2009-10-12T12:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:05:59.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>17 pound baby denied health insurance for being "too fat" (Update)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://rawstory.com/2009/10/insurer-refuses-to-cover-baby-says-hes-too-fat/&gt;Insurer refuses to cover baby, says he’s ‘too fat’&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;At birth, Alex weighed a normal 8 1/4 pounds. On a diet of strictly breast milk, his weight has more than doubled. He weighs about &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; pounds and is about 25 inches long.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for some unrelated music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PN-xSptnJvg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PN-xSptnJvg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squarepusher - Chin Hippy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having problems with health insurance myself, as I've turned 21 and I'm supposed to be in college if I want health insurance. So if I get injured somehow (which has never happened) my family and I are screwed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty crazy dream last night.... All I can remember is being in a house with a frozen lake in the backyard which everyone was telling me to play hockey on. Then some hockey players came and starting working on the roof of the house. Then I was in a school eating a really fucked-up looking burrito and talking to a few people I used to know about hockey. It's interesting because I've never been interested in hockey, and I have no clue why my dream centered around that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't know what to make of that dream. Anyway, I've been playing a lot of Doom lately, I fixed my internet connection (seemingly through magick as I really have no idea what I did) and can now play it online with a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/StNgiQCqikI/AAAAAAAABLc/I7EpwroYvlo/s1600-h/doom-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/StNgiQCqikI/AAAAAAAABLc/I7EpwroYvlo/s320/doom-logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391759320430578242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the blue and gold, and the two pyramids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure I've brought up Doom here before, but I've been playing this game my whole life. It's packed with symbolism, which is of course intentional. The game is also filled with ZOmbies, which have been a recurring theme in the Sync realm as a sort of "death-rebirth" motif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: Andre over at the Alien Project posted this &lt;a href=http://thealienproject.blogspot.com/2009/10/takeover-of-planet-earth-project.html&gt;Project Camelot interview with Jordan Maxwell&lt;/a&gt; on his blog, it is extremely interesting and I'd take the 3 hours to sit down and watch it all. It includes a pretty chilling story about a reptilian alien... It seems like every time I listen to Maxwell I end up changing my mind about something. When I first heard about the "Reptilian" business, I had a feeling that they were very real. That feeling started to fade, but that was because it really scared me and us humans will take a comfortable lie over the truth any day. I can't wait to see Jordan's new presentation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1686867891682246210-4550978481247746226?l=kozmikon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/feeds/4550978481247746226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1686867891682246210&amp;postID=4550978481247746226&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4550978481247746226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1686867891682246210/posts/default/4550978481247746226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozmikon.blogspot.com/2009/10/17-pound-baby-denied-health-insurance.html' title='17 pound baby denied health insurance for being &quot;too fat&quot; (Update)'/><author><name>tommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191438272527747356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hei360VAo/TYOKTmI7PTI/AAAAAAAAB78/R-m-YbWpMJY/s220/pepep2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7F7ffynvhA/StNgiQCqikI/AAAAAAAABLc/I7EpwroYvlo/s72-c/doom-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686867891682246210.post-3753556349531023773</id><published>2009-10-10T13:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:58:23.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Celestial Circus</title><content type='html'>Chris at the &lt;a href=http://secretsun.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-other-space-show.html&gt;Secret Sun&lt;/a&gt; featured this video on his blog... The first clown in space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5bagcUvQ3CM&amp;color1=0xe1600f&am
