It started with the dream.
I was on a mountain, sitting there with someone, on Autumn leaves and looking into the valley, which was a huge forest as well.
Even above us was a large tree and we sat somehow under one of its large arms that build a bridge over the valley like an octopus arm or a snake.
At one point I realized i must have left my phone a bit wider up that hill and stood up to go for it. My compaignon started to slide down on a bob trail made of colourful leaves instead.
My route let along a roofed garden and in the garden/house people were having a party, asking me bypasser to take a foto of them. I neglected and went ahead around the corner into the house, where I was looking for my phone.
During the walk I enjoyed having something like a golden bishop or pope hat or a golden helmet on my head and during my search I accidentially spotted myself in the round mirror that hung on the wall.
But in my reflection I wasn't wearing that hat but only a golden headring like a halo with some large iron hare or donkey ears standing upwards attached on its backside. Not that bishops hat. The front piece was missing.
As I had found my phone and it didn!t work (as they never do in dreams), I found out I am in a dream and woke up.
First thing was to draw a picture of that dream.
The picture that was wrongly assigned to Rembrand come to my mind: The Man with the Golden Helmet.
It was that Thursday morning when sad news arrived Shane MacGowan, singer and bard of the Pogues/Popes had gone hours BEFORE. He had those impressive teeth.
Later on my walk I found a beautiful autumn leave frozen into the asphalt.
The evening before Venus opposed the North node, Sabian symbols 25:
"Information in the symbol of an Autumn leave", "a double promise".
To take part in a winterfoto-posting-play, I used a foto I had taken the afternoon before: Mother and child playing in the fresh snow building a snowman. I also posted a picture of an open trash cabin in front of a church in brightest colours.
A police helicopter arrived and "stood" over my house watching.
I find a new astro site on Youtube. The guy is telling how today he exeptionally shot the video outside in the park, as the autumn colours were so beautiful this day. But it would be so windy in the open, so he would sit under a tree surrounded by autumn leaves! And he says: "The people you meet today you do not meet by accident, it is for a purpose". Of course I click on the 'subscribe' button.
In our fb group a member is posting a krampus heralding bishop in a golden hat.
Next day two squirrels await me in the tree in front of the balkony, I only can see their silhouettes as it is still very dark.
Also the first birds arrive, vigilantely they are checking if I am already awake and watch. It makes me calm.
I check on the two squirrels and find this:
"In Norse mythology, Ratatoskr (Old Norse, generally considered to mean "drill-tooth"[1] or "bore-tooth"[2])
is a squirrel (!!!) who runs up and down the world tree Yggdrasil to carry messages between the eagles perched atop Yggdrasil, and the serpent Níðhöggr, who dwells beneath one of the three roots of the tree. (...)
The name Ratatoskr contains two elements: rata- and -toskr. The element toskr is generally held to mean "tusk". Guðbrandur Vigfússon theorized that the rati- element means "the traveller". He says that the name of the legendary drill Rati may feature the same term. According to Vigfússon, Ratatoskr means "tusk the traveller" or "the climber tusk."[3]"
"A 17th century Icelandic manuscript depicting Ratatoskr. Although unexplained in the manuscript and not otherwise attested, in this image Ratatoskr bears a horn or tusk."
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ratatosk
Stoßzahn.
I am going to see the Physio therapist for my knee - they had called me with an open time slot for today.
This time it is a new therapist. She is very harsh, her eyes cold. My first intention is to leave. (I remember another dream last night, where a wolf-dog came attacking me, but I tried to stay calm, and all went well) So I stay. She must be Eastern Europe witch and I agree with her to show me new funny moves. Somehow I understand she is hunting down the defect not me.
Later on my walk home (my knee much better then) I decide to fotograph some flowers. And there I find a mushroom burried under snow. And see: more mushrooms...a whole forest of them now, how could I have overlooked them? I take a shot and see the tower in the background also had sneaked in. Happy I head home.
The whole day I stay in fantasy mode, at noon even a ROBIN (Rotkelchen) enters the flat to have a warm up here! Nature visits me singing!
Later in the store I see a printed ad with a squirell. Before I can think about it, a lady hands me a leaflet for the Four Musicians of Bremen theatre play. She says in German: "Dont´t forget to bring?/trink? a coffee". Which was pretty odd as was on my way to have a coffee at the market nearby.
And the evening brings a grandiose sunset down at the lake.
In the evening we watch an old episode of the French Crimson Rivers criminal fiction series on a child sacrificing Molech cult in France. In the story their forefather was Lot from Sodom. I tell my gf instead of the cross they should have used the owl symbol and then about the Bohemian Grove. First thing next morning I see the following post in our group:
Still contemplating on that bishops hat dream. I find the figure(s) on the scetch of my dream had something of a Easter rabbit or hare.
Then I realize that part of my dream was not about me.
It was about an old hare - Har-old, my landlord! -
He loves discussing theological matters and this week his new book on the corrupted message of Jesus - as he sees it - had come out!
Later I remember he also is much into fairytales and fauns(!) . Hence the double hat?
Sunday spontaneously I take a picture of a white cap guy on a checkerboard by the trails with another secreteve woman standing behind him.
And Elvis flanked by a crown. And there is Falco, "Out of the dark"!
The spirits start to talk louder. After heading home from a presentation of "Sorcerer`s Apprentice" by J.W. von Goethe and a dialogue from German humorist Karl Valentin (remember that name) and doing some scetches (note an elephant appears at the bottom left to that DALI face), I meet Mikey Mouse in snow like a dead fly on a wall (see below) and proceed to take more pictures outside in nature, a flower yells, she wants to show her wet clothes drying before the sun has set again, and I arrive just in time.
After midnight I wake up as the moon stops by at the top of the tree.
Already at five I am awake and stumble on a picture of a Jewish hat. Someone had commented "kol hakavod". I go to check the meaning - all the respect, well done, way to go. Goodnight Moon! Then a link to Superman`s secret name (connecting him to Moses in Egypt). https://screenrant.com/superman-secret-hebrew-name-jewish-kal-el-moses/
And there is a link to: "Superman VS. Flash: DC officially answers who wins the race!" Scene in the snow. Mentioning a helicopter. And doesn!t the Flash look like a faun with his golden feather ears?
At 2 o'clock in the afternoon I attend a job interview. I works so well, they instantly offer me the job at their University!
So, God willing, I will be back at school! My knee has lost all it's pain all of a sudden.
Later I check the new weekly report from bigskyastrology.com. An elefant again! Getting off the tracks, reminds me of my last blogpost and the phrase on Charles Fort...
In the afternoon at 16:57 GMT plus 1, I see a foto of a lost panda teddy, the poor thing looks decaptivated.
Some seconds later: a lost children's pet in the snow linkin (with the) park: it is a horse. I take a screenshot to show it my gf later.
Then a report in the news: the famous Lila Christmas-Teddy had been decaptivated! Two male and two female are the suspects. Surely drunken says the report.
IGING: on December 4- the next day - the sun will move into the sixth line of Holding together:
He finds no head for holding together. Misfortune.
Again I wake up in the middle of the night. First thing i see is the post of Joseph Michael Linsner, posted a few hours before:
"I genuinely hated school".
And his post is ending about the theme song of a show he loved to watch: "All in the family". Save that for later.
Next thing I read is the first line of the announcement of Chris Knowles new post: "Same old-school Synchro-Insanity from the Secret Sun". Checking it out. Addentum based on the groups comment: Blue horse heads...on a waterfront in a big areal.
The Kelpis of Grangemouth and the horse head siren was singing also in Doom Patrol we learn!
I post my screenshot of the little horse pet on ice in the park for them...
And in his new article https://secretsun.blogspot.com/2023/12/synchro-tsunami-king-of-hell.html Chris tells us how Gillian Anderson could stay the X-file main actress she was, despite FOX not beeing happy with her. Reminded me on the horse head in Godfather and how it was a message to have a certain actor getting a role. His references to the death of CC from the sound garden reminded me of the decaptivated Teddy somehow, ....and the two horse heads also of the two witnesses in Revelation 11 (Can we find them in the stars?):
"3 And I will give power unto my two witnesses, and they shall prophesy a thousand two hundred and threescore days, clothed in sackcloth.
4 These are the two olive trees, and the two candlesticks standing before the God of the earth.
5 And if any man will hurt them, fire proceedeth out of their mouth, and devoureth their enemies: and if any man will hurt them, he must in this manner be killed.
6 These have power to shut heaven, that it rain not in the days of their prophecy: and have power over waters to turn them to blood, and to smite the earth with all plagues, as often as they will.
7 And when they shall have finished their testimony, the beast that ascendeth out of the bottomless pit shall make war against them, and shall overcome them, and kill them.
8 And their dead bodies shall lie in the street of the great city, which spiritually is called Sodom and Egypt, where also our Lord was crucified.
9 And they of the people and kindreds and tongues and nations shall see their dead bodies three days and an half, and shall not suffer their dead bodies to be put in graves.
10 And they that dwell upon the earth shall rejoice over them, and make merry, and shall send gifts one to another; because these two prophets tormented them that dwelt on the earth.
11 And after three days and an half the spirit of life from God entered into them, and they stood upon their feet; and great fear fell upon them which saw them.
12 And they heard a great voice from heaven saying unto them, Come up hither. And they ascended up to heaven in a cloud; and their enemies beheld them."
Sounds like a wild Christmas season.
...Next persona Mr Knowles writes about is the Flash!!! (and how he is also appearing in the strange version of "Song to the Siren"!).
I also check out the video scene he posted on the Doom Patrol checker board scene, with the inquiring white headed man and the lady.
On fb an advert pops up: for a T-shirt, supposed to be Lord Ganesha, the Elephant God of Arts and Science and good luck. As source of wisdom he is connected also to Mercury...or the Flash (with also Windrunner Max Mercury!)
INTERMEZZO:
Right at this moment when I write these lines and check on Google, this pops up: :O :O :O TUSKS, two of them!! Two white candlesticks! The elephant king!
I also have to think about my two squirrels - Ratatuskr again.
OK i will continue to write tomorrow...take a break.
/cont.: back on Monday I had rushed to check the original Comic story! Google "Horse head doom patrol", enter..
and see the results.... Not only do I find the Comic scene with singing horse head from Doom Patrol,
but also a donkey(?) I click on the picture more below...and here he is, with a Golden Helmet....not a Donkey, but a goat - Baphomet, helping Batman!
...I open the Comic page of Doom Patrol.
The Singing horse in Doom Patrol has a spike, a drilling tusk hangs out of his head!
I learn his name is Baphomet... like that speaking goat head oracle from the Knight Templars. The reason the other Baphomet was shown to me as well, OK.
While at this I realize, the pose the Elephant on the mentioned T-Shirt ad takes is that of BAPHOMET!!
Our dear Tracy Twyman would be on fire. And a new post pops up from wandering bishop Peter Levenda about his new course on Ascension! It almost seems like an excuse. (how comes? He had seemed totally vanished and popping up exactly now? (I just retrieve a screenshot of it when continuing to write this article in the morning) :o Tracy would have been even more on fire now.
OK, lets study the Comic scene: page 333!
- "So there was old Baphomet in the guise of Falada from the Grimm brothers "The Goose Girl"(Die Gänsemagd) https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Goose_Girl
Falada is a variation of Valentin, and in the beginning people connected the story to the mother of Charlemagne - Karl der Grosse! Hence mentioned Karl Valentin again!
And it was believed horses could see ghosts...
The comic also talks about ..."the statues in the park across the road began to giggle like guilty children!"
And it mentions:
"sagradia familia, doom and old night, unmaker descending snowflakes and light!"
All in the family! The holy family!
Name of the Gothic Revival, Art Nouveau and Modernista church in Barcelona!
" The Basílica i Temple Expiatori de la Sagrada Família,[a] otherwise known as Sagrada Família, is a church under construction in the Eixample district of Barcelona, Catalonia, Spain. (...) Designed by Catalan architect Antoni Gaudí (1852–1926)"
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sagrada_Fam%C3%ADlia
I take a break and visit Harold. He sits at his breakfast table.
I tell him the road is icy outside.
He says: "I have spikes!" and laughs. :O
And he starts to talk about Art Nouveau.
Then I take a glance to the table: :O :O Holy smoke: The Holy Family next to The Holy Family of Barcelona divided by two candle sticks! !
My head swirls. Outside snow is falling. While I take a foto he proceeds to talk:
On Salvador Dali's home in Cadaques when he was old but still alive, down at the sea side, not far away, which now is a museum.
And how he had been there and taking a boat trip and then suddenly 2 heads would have popped up over the hill! "Like ghosts", he says.
And he tells about Dali running through the village with a dead bunny in a holy and formal gesture, dripping blood on the street.
And he tells about a sudden upcoming strong wind back then in the streets of Cadaques, making it impossible to even make them trash bins stand!
...And how electro wholesales can not have every item in their stores nowadays, as there are too many of them.
Very surreal indeed! Way too many items!
I excuse myself and retreat. And I read the whole fairytale of the Goose girl per Wikipedia version.
Goosegirls fingers blood was also dripping (3 drops into a fabric cloth talisman), which can be seen also in the Comic and Film, when in Dawn Patrol the horse head is conjured up! And the girl used wind as a magic force!
"On the goose meadow, Conrad watches the princess comb her beautiful hair and he becomes greedy to pluck one or two of her golden locks. But the goose girl sees this and says a charm: "Blow wind, blow, I say, take Conrad's hat away. Do not let him come back today until my hair is combed today." And so the wind takes his hat away, and he cannot return before the goose girl has finished brushing and plaiting her hair." https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Goose_Girl
Takes his hat away!
The largest electro wholesale/retailer in Germany is called CONRAD! :O
I decide to take a look at Dali`s illustrations on Alice in Wonderland and find many similarities to the scetches I had done the days before...
Then I read the whole story in Doom Patrol online. Many elements pop up again, even the candlelights, princess crown, golden hair, blue horse head with a spike and the teddy bear together! Isn't it lovely?
"Wouldn't hurt a fly."
(And while me writing this, a fly on the wall starts brummin, didn*t hear it before :O then goes silent. )
fly on the wall
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observerspectatoronlookerwatcherlooker-onviewerwitnesseyewitness
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denoting a film-making technique whereby events are recorded realistically with minimum interference rather than acted out under direction. "a fly-on-the-wall documentary"synonyms, antonyms, and words related to fly on the wall, such as: bird's-eye view, bystander, listener-in, little pitcher with big ears, snoop, and worm's-eye
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The rest:
Also from the first conjuring scene(!)in Dawn Partol (Season 01 Episode 04 "CULT PATROL"): Flash on the observers shirt!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f7x0Z_0hgyY
And the blue horse head sings "in a desert on a horse with no name."
The song was inspired by paintings from DALI and Escher!!!
"A metaphor for a vehicle from life's confusion into a quiet peaceful place".
The last snippet shows two times the word "head" before referring to the song!
("Head of Warner brothers", "National Head Band")
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Horse_with_No_Name
http://www.dorsetlife.co.uk/2015/06/decadence-and-depravity-with-added-cheese/
oh .....and Jabberwocky wakes up! :O (Hadn`t I taken some of his arms last week into my phone camera with me??)
I need a break. How can I bunch together, summarize what I have dealt with this past week and no end in sight??
I am in the middle of a sync snow storm now, the more I want to put it down in words, the more the sync storm continues to intensify.
I take a break. Shut down all social media and news. Take a train ride. Get some fresh air. Calm down. Nature.
In the train I still check my phone. See Chris has commented on the horse pet picture. "The Process has begun."
I reply: "Thank you. I am in a middle of a sync snow storm right now (..)"
and while I type it, the passenger in front of me says "Remember the snow storm of 1978?".
And also she mentions some Christmas Rabbit story... i close my phone and ears again.
Eat some sea food. Relax. Calm down. Get wordless... Rest and sleep.
Next day (yesterday) I woke up early and take a walk. It is still dark.
I take pictures. Empty trails, traffic, a snowman on the run, left chairs and tables under snow, A tree-animal head.
I post them on fb and call it "ghost story". Take a walk again in the cold fresh air at daylight.
Don`t read them signs for now. Take a 2 hour nap.
And I start to write the article. Until the Elephant pops up in that Google Doodle for Dec 6.
Take a breath, deeply, eat something, take a walk, pray, rest, love, sleep.
And when I woke up today more snow had fallen, and a video from Cocteau Twins, thanks so much Mr.Knowles!
"Thirty years ago today. A silly children's song transmogrified into Absolute Godhead."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bxUE-YST_Rg
"(...) Oh, Frosty the Snowman
Knew the sun was hot that day
So he said, "Let's run, and we'll have some fun
Now, before I melt away"
Down to the village
With a broomstick in his hand
Runnin' here and there
All around the square
Sayin', "Catch me if you can"
He led them down the streets of town
Right to the traffic cop
And he only paused a moment
When he heard him holler, "Stop!"
Hmm, Frosty the Snowman
Had to hurry on his way
But he waved goodbye, sayin' "Don't you cry
I'll be back again some day".
I read the Sabian Symbol for the time of my Ghost Story fotos taken:
"Sagittarius 15: The groundhog looking for his shadow Communing with the dead...
Sagittarius 15 continues the thread of sense having to do with those who have gone before, the 'departed'.
Here we find a highly refined sensibility that has a knack for turning what might be to some, scary, dark, eerie energies, into a beautiful sense of life as a whole. In other words, death may not trouble Sagittarius 15 in any way near the way it may trouble others.
While the 'shadow' theme is appropriate here... 'me and my shadow', shadowy insubstantial forms of reality, and so on... there need not be any mood of darkness in this degree.
In fact, the journey seems to be one of integrating a highly refined sense of nether realms with life under the sun.
Consider the journey one from out of the dark and into the light;
from something seemingly withheld to generously given;
from a curse to a blessing.
Blain Bovee
sabiansage.html"
Chris Knowles had his article ending first with this:
"His oracles to suggest the means by which such calamities could be averted," you say?
Why, that has been the driving motivation behind all of my work since May 18, 2017.
What are the odds? Astronomical, surely.
Why not make it your New Year's resolution to believe?"
I continue finishing my article, the voice of the sybil in my ears creates a save enviroment.
The sun comes out. Fresh air from on the balkony.
A tiny yellow finch appears, jumps around in joy. See me, see me, it yells. Before I can document it, it is gone. :)
As I walk back into my room, a glas bottle falls from the shelf into the laundry basket.
It reads: "SUN BURN" ...and in tiny letters underneath:
"So who knows. although. True beauty comes from within, and you are what you eat.
So then that could have an effect. It can't do any harm. maybe try it out?"
And there was this other children book mentioned and depicted in the Dawn Patrol story: THE UNSEEN PLAYMATE
by Robert Louis Stevenson (1913):
https://etc.usf.edu/lit2go/59/a-childs-garden-of-verses-selected-poems/4757/the-unseen-playmate/
The Unseen Playmate is Word-lessness, Oneness with Nature, Imagination, Forming (W.O.I.V.)
He continues playing for us when we are asleep.
In a nutshell this was what I realized this week, maybe this was the sybils message too:
"A metaphor for a vehicle from life's confusion into a quiet peaceful place". A horse with no name.
It is on us to go W.O.I.V., in order to surf the wave into the right direction,
instead of following the endless war & chaos drums of media&news&A.I.,sliding down that waterfall,
to make other arrive. Your world. Healthy.
Take a rest, start silently to observe nature, listen to plants and animals, the waves and the wind again. They wait for you and have patience. Despite all what you have done to them. This is the way.
Here lies true wealth and abundance (as you see here, it never stops flowing).
And we receive healing and can create healing for others maybe too -
with the arts we learned there by just doing this W.O.I.V. thing and taking a rest.
My new years resolution to believe in.
And to dream in. The process has started.
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