Damn sure about time, too.
Dow down 222 points.
This is the house that Jack built, y’all. Remember this house. (Lance, Robbins)
. . . deep in the forest. And the house was made entirely of candy!
Hinky-dinky parley voo. Slayers of kingship, western cradle of The Peoples Endless Revolution, co-conspirator with America in masonic births. Tribally, America kins Great Britain. But politically and spiritually, via Continental occultisms, the U.S. is get of France. Sisters, perhaps.
Donor of the Trojan Hor. . . Statue of Libertas. Champion of the Enlightenment, humanism and ‘rights’ instead of obedience to God. Liberte egalite fraternite — Goddess Libertas, egalitarianism/equality, and masonic fraternal guidance of Western nations. Invoked ghost-hordes of moonfaced Cathari and Albigenses, tuneful gnostic heresies congealing onstage, infusing the balconies of the Bataclan (Bat Clan) Theater.
The Mooslims Did It? Again? Well maybe they did. But who called it down?
Somewhar in yon fur Seventies, it became Edgy and Cool for bands, and individuals, to identify openly or symbolically with Satan.
We endured death-heads, skin-skulls, party hearty, meth, nazi gear, anti-intellectualism, flaming flames logos. Trying real hard to shock.
It became sufficient to screech and crash overamped chords. Instead of songwriting, black clothes and metal studs and faux-demonic ‘tudes for the Doople, the sad doomed Doople, ever-hungry to rebel, providing no personal cost accrues.
Like tats and green hair, like terminal irony, nose rings, and deconstructionism, going tribal with the Bat Clan felt good. And the Bat Clan felt so damn empowered, they prayed to Kiss the Devil.
Certainly, the scenes at the Bataclan concert hall—where, in one more horrible irony, the American band Eagles of Death Metal (a pop-rock band; their name is ironic) had just begun singing “Kiss the Devil” when the slaughter began—were those of a madness beyond any normal credibility, not of hostage taking for some goal but slaughter for its own sake.
Irony? Madness? Neh. Nor was it ‘slaughter for it’s own sake’ whatever that nonsense means. The agent isn’t the reason. Tellingly, an American band led the invocation. Then the People asked to kiss the devil; he showed, and they got kissed. The madness was imagining that satan doesn’t exist, doesn’t have servants, doesn’t influence persons, can’t take shape.
Might as well provide ‘global security’ for —
Be sober and vigilant; your adversary the devil walketh about as a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour.
(1 Peter 5:8)
Whooooo-hoooo! Hail Satan! I think I will . . .
Hey somebody help! Are my parents around? Where are the real police? Can I borrow your Smartphone? (Windows = DOK was in.)
Nupe no satanic hand-signs here, either. No haughty poses. No chants about kissing the devil.
For the survivors, just the long walk, back home. To his home. With black clothes and tears. Afoot. Because the taxi don’t go that way.
‘Course, we are all full of faults, problems, and sins against God. Everybody on Earth currently. Even Sweetlings have their moments.
But that doesn’t mean we have to brag on our sins, turn our rebellion into fests, and mock the Father who created us in love.
The spoiled brats of the West strutted, pomped and postured. Pop pop and it wasn’t the Charts, it was
your father the devil, and the lusts of your father it is your will to do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and standeth not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father thereof. (John 8)
France invited in; America invited in. Project ISIS onto the Empire State Building; then attend Candlelight Vigils for Peace.
New Atlantis rising and New Babylon burning, while the hand of the Lord recedes. Out of a sickle moon the Eagles of Death descend, sudden in presence, red in tooth and Metal in claw, and you are diving under your kit.
Zipper Down, Friday the Thirteenth: Templar Massacre in 1307. Thirteen = biblical number of rebellion. Usual red/black motif, Black Paloma kali figure, barack-bolt thru the O, at-breast like Barry. Oh, and Sam’s Grand Mix Tour is coming. (Tourcoing is a French town.)
The large lettering evokes EDOM. Considered an archetypal adversary of Israel, ancient Edom was located in the Southern Levant, ever linked with idolatry, particularly Baal and Asherah worship. So, ritual blood sacrifices and, really, just the same old game.
Edom means red. Esau brings the bowl to his lips, but spills his mess of pottage onto the black-tiled floor. The lumpy crimson spreads, seeking lowest levels.
Behold, I will stir up the Medes against them, who shall not regard silver, and as for gold, they shall not delight in it.
And their bows shall dash the young men in pieces; and they shall have no pity on the fruit of the womb; their eye shall not spare children.
And Babylon, the glory of kingdoms, the beauty of the Chaldeans’ pride, shall be as when God overthrew Sodom and Gomorrah. (Isaiah 13)
October 2015 Burning-Man (photo and report source)
Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour. (1 Peter 5)
Following fast upon recent cosmologic phenomena — not to mention Mideast political and nuclear meltdowns — we find the mid-October sun lion, vast dark umbra splotched ‘cross very heated brow. The umbra forms a recumbent, horned demon with something (trumpet, flagon, megaphone?) held to mouth.
The solar snapshot reveals a characteristically low leonine nose, and slitted mouth, while the black umbra sports a prominent erection, and a long black tail, perhaps obscuring the right solar ‘eye’. The slithertail terminates pointedly, or at least bulbous. Long, thin feet caper a cranial Pan-dance.
Likewise, the continental African profile contains a horn and eye, with twin horns/eyes possible. (Madagascar is the near-mouth object.)
Posts herein investigated the solar nature and imagery of terrestrial Nimrod, rebellious founder of Babylon and related cities, and of Ashur, perennial middle-eastern sky-deity. Obama’s first campaign logo was blatantly solar and self-messianic. Lions, of course, correlate with both ancient Babylon and Africa.
Obama’s closest advisors — females — are Iranian and Saudi, and he’s been cutting nuke deals with Iran, while Israel and the Mideast brace for war. Russia creeps south.
By similar coin-key-dink, the Lion and Sun signet happens to have
. . . had “a unique success” among icons for signifying the modern Iranian identity, in that the symbol is influenced by all significant historical cultures of Iran and brings together Zoroastrian, Shia, Jewish, Turkic and Iranian symbolism. . . Similarly, the lion too has always had a close association with Iranian kingship. (Source, Wikipedia)
(above) Coat of Arms/flag of Iran between 1846 and 1980
Entrance to Iranian Parliament, mid-twentieth century
When Scripture cites the ‘prince of Persia’ it means a specific spiritual entity of great antiquity, assigned governorship over a postdiluvial territory or, roughly, nation. This ruling Persian angel may possess the expected muslim ‘Mahdi’ or messiah, who is anti-Christ in spirit if not in person.
Isaiah, in Chapter 24, prophesies the Day of the LORD, when ‘the earth is utterly broken down’. Isaiah predicts divine judgment above and below:
And it shall come to pass in that day, that the Lord shall punish the host of the high ones that are on high, and the kings of the earth upon the earth.
And they shall be gathered together, as prisoners are gathered in the pit, and shall be shut up in the prison, and after many days shall they be visited.
Then the moon shall be confounded, and the sun ashamed, when the Lord of hosts shall reign in mount Zion, and in Jerusalem, and before his ancients gloriously.
The ‘host of the high ones’ are celestial spirits associated with, or animating, the spheres of the heavens.
In the Book of Daniel, the Prince of Persia attempts to detain response to Daniel’s prayer to God, thus preventing Cyrus’ mind from entertaining the idea of a rebuilt Hebrew temple . . . the temple (however diminished and degraded) eventually defended by King Jeshua himself.
. . . sufficient motivation to stir satan’s lieutenant! They didn’t want the King in that Second temple, and they don’t want the King sitting in the Millennial Temple in Jerusalem, either. That would spell doom for The Choom! :O)
In Isaiah, the spirit of the sun literally is embarrassed or ashamed, partly because of past activities, and partly from beholding the effortless, and tremendous, glory of Christ on his Throne. Stars and galaxies (and black wholes!) are very small things beside God.
Given Barry Soetoro, America’s leader instead adopted Barack Hussein Obama. Another jewel in his crowning achievement of Fundamentally Transforming America — the Iran Nuke Deal — is officially adopted into effect on Sunday, October 18, six times three.
We need not attach permanent evil to Earth’s sun, as that is presumption, and this post is partly speculation. Evidence indicates that various cultures used, and still use, ‘Sol’ for idolatrous and wicked purposes. Apparently the LORD is employing this star as another ‘sign in the skydome’ to show us the truth of current events, and to comfort us that nothing can be hidden from his holiness. And that by no means will we be left in darkness, without hope.
Praise God for his patience with, and love of, such as us.