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    Sunday, January 13, 2008

    Towering Millennium Pillartainamid

    Stargate realizers/entrainers (artists) the splendid writer Neil Gaiman collaborates with sublime illustrator Dave McKean on "Signal to Noise" (first published late 80's early 90's) . When I say 'artists entrain with the stargate' I mean, just as two grandfather clocks' pendulums put side by side will eventually sync up, swaying back and forth in rhythm. So will artist who by nature resonate intimately with the source of all consciousness, manifest work that furthers/focuses consciousness (the collective goal of which, I imagine, is the big stargate at the end of history). As we increasingly synchromystically map the data points that resonate with the stargate, thanks by and large to the Internet, we can see this process with ever increasing clarity...
    In "Signal to Noise" a film director who learns he is terminally ill, writes his final script for a film about the 999 millennium, this paralleling the 'end of the world' fears with his anxiety about dying. The movie he envisions sees villagers, in the grip of "Pre-Millennium Tension", preparing for the end of the world in the shadow of an snow capped mountain.
    The recent 2000 (2K) millennium has been extensively connected to the K2 icy Himalayan giant. That second tallest of earthly peaks which Ralph Ellis believes is encoded into the Great Pyramid of Giza and Aleister Crowley tried to surmount (see Tunney Tribute and Why 2K? videos). It is of great interest then to discover a fictional snowy peak so thoroughly intertwined with 'end of history' and millennial themes.
    The dying director laments his own temporal inability to reach and witness the 2K millennium, owing to his illness. The epilogue even showing us a newspaper with 2K headlining in New York city, the location of the following major stargate (collective consciousness focusing) event, the 911 Mega Ritual.
    As the K2 mountain points towards Giza and vice versa, pyramids resonate mountains. I am further in agreement with Ellis that Biblical 'mountains' like Sinai and Ararat etc. are all actually 'Egyptian' Pyramids, only strengthening the frankly obvious pyramid/mountain resonance. To push things a little further it has been suggested in these pages that the Twin Towers of New York resonated clearly the Twin Pillars (pyramids) of Giza. The mountain in Gaiman and McKean's narrative becomes a powerfull synchromystical, 'Towering Millennium Pillartainamid


    The Secret Sun said...

    I know of two instances- in my family, mind- in which grandfather clocks stopped when their owners died and could never be repaired. Apparently there's something to the whole synchronization thing.

    Jake Kotze said...

    Wiki shares a similar tale about these clocks CK... interesting

    Thanks for the comment!

    "During the 19th century, two brothers named Jenkins worked as managers at the George Hotel in Piercebridge, County Durham, England. One of the brothers died and, according to the story told to Henry Clay Work in 1875, the clock (made by James Thompson) began to lose time. Repair attempts were made, but failed. When the other brother died at the age of 90, the clock stopped running altogether, and was never repaired in remembrance of the brothers.

    Work decided to write a song about the story of this clock, which he called My Grandfather's Clock. The song became popular, and it is from this song that the current usage derives."

    soundlessdawn said...

    Speaking of synchronization and bizarre events with time: One that has always baked my noodle is Thomas Jefferson and John Adams both kicking the bucket on July 4, 1826, the 50th anniversary of the founding of the United States. And Adam's apparent last word's, "Jefferson survives" - What the hell was going on there?

    Secret Sun said...

    And Adam's apparent last word's, "Jefferson survives" - What the hell was going on there?


    Ritual suicide pact?

    John Adams was my homeboy. I worked right across the street from his tomb when I worked for New England Comics.