They shared a smile then settled down as comfortably as was possible. Both of them feeling stronger for the other’s friendship, they were ready for another story. The Giraffe spoke as follows:
In the beginning there was only The Infinite. There were no limits. All was time; all was space, directions, dimensions: The Infinite expanded in an uninterrupted flow. Then, one day – for lack of a better term, since there was no such thing as a single unit of time – a portion of The Infinite thought itself into existence. One little dot of unmoving tangible mass known as Atom, or the first.
Of course, Atom was still connected to The Infinite in ways neither could understand and so his little tangent acted like an anchor, disrupting the flow and sending ripples throughout The Infinite. Such a curiosity was this lone Atom that other portions thought they should try existing too. Soon, many tangents shot off like tributaries of a great ocean.
Now, there’s no way of saying whether this was a good thing or a bad thing – especially since the concepts of “good” and “bad” hadn’t been invented yet. Some of the children of Atom argued that The Infinite was devolving into a lower state of being. Others argued that this was The Infinite’s way of expanding beyond infinity – in a way that seems perhaps contradictory – that The Finite was a new frontier and therefore represented the next step beyond limitless being. However, for all that they argued amongst each other, it was in their private thoughts that the fiercest debate raged. Each individual struggled to make sense of their new reality. Some of the atoms wanted to go back to the infinite, either due to fear of the unknown or longing for their past or simply to escape their whirling thoughts and countless questions. You see, there wasn’t anything to do but think, since the material world only consisted of loose threads and empty space.
One of the atoms thought he had it figured out better than the others and so, whatever this was, he thought he should be in charge of it. Since there was so much confusion, and since it’s always easier to follow someone else than to figure things out for yourself, a few atoms offered their help. He even convinced them that they would benefit from his rule and could share in his power. This made their devotion unwavering. Of course, he really had nothing to offer them that they didn’t already have. They had already been part of infinite being and, even this new world offered virtually limitless potential, since it had yet to be built. Still, they had been conned in the very first pyramid scheme, and set out to perpetuate the lie. Together, they devised a plan to build something out of that space and to provide all the answers to all those silly questions. They would use the confusion to create order out of chaos.
The Builders of Space set up shop on the corner of a fractal and made their first shape: a simple cube. The other atoms saw this strange thing and asked what it was.
“Why, it’s a home,” The Builders replied, “a place to spend your time. We’ll let you stay in it, but just for a little while.”
The atoms had never seen a cube before and figured it was as good a place to stay as any. The Builders then made more and more shapes and offered them to the atoms. Soon, there were so many shapes on that one fractal, and so many anchors of The Infinite living there, that the flow began to drag. Like slowed traffic along the side of an accident, everyone thought this city of shapes was something to look at, and wanted to be a part of it. There was such an explosion in demand for shapes and the building of homes that The Big Sprawl occurred. The flow became so hindered after this that it chugged along like an ancient steam engine. The atoms stopped asking themselves so many questions and decided that this must be the thing to do in this reality, since that’s what everyone else was doing.
Now that The Builders had a monopoly on Space and could sell anything they built, they began construction on the next phase of the plan, a giant wheel for all their other shapes to turn on. The atoms noticed their city of shapes moving along this wheel and realized that it always returned to the same place it started. The Builders explained that each turn of this wheel was a unit of time, and when each atom’s turn was up, they had to leave the land of shapes.
This terrified the atoms, who finally thought they had things all figured out. If they had to leave the land of shapes, where would they go? They begged and pleaded with The Builders for more time in their homes. The Builders said, “We’re sorry, we cannot help you. If you want to stay on the wheel longer, you’ll have to speak to The Lenders of Time. We just built them a bank down the street and you can find them there.” So the atoms lined up at the door to the bank and made all sorts of deals with The Lenders just to get more time on the wheel.
This plan worked well, and still does to this day. Like carnival operators, the Lenders sell time on a giant Ferris wheel that goes nowhere and keeps everyone too distracted to ask how they got on it. In order to keep it interesting, from time to time the Builders have to upgrade the Lender’s carnival. Over the course of history, they’ve developed all sorts of distractions. From Coliseum games to sex toys, from wars and politics to movies and TV. And that’s where we come in.
It’s all a big show and we’re here as the stage hands and actors. Each and every one of us in these pens was designed with one thought in mind: ratings. It’s what they made us for. Without us, the show becomes dull and people start leaving the theater, they start asking the big questions again.
That’s what they fear the most, that we might start questioning this order they’ve created. But that’s where our power comes in. Once we realize that we choose to be here, that we can write our own destiny and that we still possess all the knowledge and power of The Infinite within each of us, their scam will be exposed for the illusion it is. We are infinite beings; we do not need to beg for more time. We are the elements that make up the universe; we do not need to submit for the privilege of their shelter. Once we realize that, their power structure disappears.
And we begin to live.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Syncs revolving around the number 111 are not uncommon. A simple search will yield a surprising amount of people discussing this phenomenon. Before getting married, my initials were AJA, which become 111 in Pythagorean numerology. Then, I changed my last name to Green, making me 117, which is a nice personal sync since that is Melissa's birthday.
Lately, I have found myself hovering between the use of Abbadessa and Green, as I have worked to build a career for the name Abbadessa and am wrestling with the idea of what a name change would do to undo that work - and whether or not any of that matters. (I'm definitely feeling Ishmael's pain on this one.)
Something I'm not all that fond of, yet find myself doing with increased frequency is hyphenating the two. In other words, I've been putting my name down as Alan J Abbadessa-Green.
That takes us to 1117.
Today, I saw StrangeEye post a link on the SyncWhole Twitter feed about Sunspot 1117.
To me this is already a loaded number, as it is one I now associate with myself - but for many more reasons. The 17 mystery has been discussed at length on Sync blogs.
But, what of the Sync Whole's recent fascination with 127 (or 1 to 7)?
Abbadessa to Green, A to G. 127.
1117 = 1 1+1 7 = 127
Kundalini fire serpent rises from 1 to 7.
That image struck me as being very much resonant with a video posted 3 months ago from Richard Arrowsmith, a video I only discovered the other day, but immediately fell in love with.
Maybe it's just me, but that sunspot looks a hell of a lot like the giraffe at the center of the Dark Knight of the Sol.
This is a must watch video. Down right fantastic.
Well, Sol is the Sun. And now, the most recent post from the Sync Whole crew is "The Red Knight's Bubble of Fire"
From the Dark Knight to the Red Knight. And, for whatever it is worth, it looks like that bubble of fire is about to go pop!
Oh crap, here's something else that just occurred to me: My family got together at my mom's house two weeks ago and held a garage sale to clear out the basement. The best sellers were by far my old X-Men toys, and I noticed that every kid who came by was fascinated by the "Sunspot" figure. Sunspot was not a mainstream character, so I took note of the strange attraction that the children had towards this particular character.
Only now do I realize that I sold "Sunspot" on 10/17/10 (1117)
While I was at the Gordon Gano and The Ryans performance, I met a man who asked if the seat next to me was free and he immediately began talking about synchronicity. He mentioned that the number 111 was a major repetition in his life. The man turns out to be Lonn Friend, author of "Life on Planet Rock," and he claims to be the only witness to the marriage of Carrie-Anne Moss who played Trinity in the Matrix. Trinity's marriage took place at the home of Lonn's "Kundalini Guru." Of course, 111 and Trinity go hand-in-hand.
What gets me now is that solar symbolism was at the forefront of my mind the whole night, as I wanted to get an interview with Gordon Gano asking him about his use of it throughout his albums. (An interview I did get and you can listen to here)
111, Trinity, the Sol/Soul, the Sun/Son. X-Man or Cross Man. Interesting.
If "X Marks the Spot" (or is it the sun Spot?), then X marks the moment of our X-change.
Where does the Giraffe come in and what does he have to say? Well, in my book, there is a character called The Labyrinthine Giraffe. The story he told me (and yes, it just sort of came to me this way), is that we shouldn't be afraid of things going POP!
This is an excerpt from a chapter I wrote months ago:
Monday, October 25, 2010
In Chris Knowles' "Alien Dreaming and the Widening Gyre" he lays out a pattern in which X-Files episodes featuring Alien contact often come directly after episodes featuring entheogen or hallucinogenic motifs.
This is a pattern I later noticed within the Darkwing Duck series, as laid out alongside the idea of the UFO/other being an aspect of sound.
After the 10/13 whatever you want to call it, he writes:
I'm not surprised by this turn of events, which is why I put up the Alien Dreaming post. If you want mystery and wonder in your life, you don't need the skies to open with barbaric gods or saucers- you need to do the hard work of retrofitting this crazy neural software locked inside our skulls and finally solving some of the mysteries those ancient visitors left in their wake.
It just so happens that I had edited a video about a week earlier that revisits this idea, however YouTube has been scrambling the audio on every video I've posted in the last month or two. Now, I just tried uploading to Vimeo and that seems to work like a peach. So here you go:
I have a bunch more to add to this post, but I'll have to come back to it another time.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Hey all, I've been having this strange slew of technical problems lately that have kept me from posting more. I've got two finished videos all edited and ready to go that YouTube keeps spitting back out at me. Alas, I just keep on keeping on. Gives me more time to focus on wrapping up the book anyway. If you haven't seen me around much lately, I hope you know that I've been thinking about all of you.
Today, Melissa informed me that she spoke to Morgan from the unraveling... and scheduled a little impromptu Podcast via Skpye. This of course was not without its own technical issues, but there are only a few moments here and there where the audio cuts out. Ride those out because Morgan has some beautiful words to share with all of you.
Give it a listen:
PS: Morgan Bolender is another MB or 42 sync. Throw it on the pile. We've got lots of love.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Violent Femmes bassist Brian Ritchie sporting an Illuminated Eye at a London concert in 1984
A lot of people have worked themselves into a tizzy and have devoted endless hours to spotting eyes in pyramids in music videos and the like. If one were to type "Illuminati Music" as a search into YouTube, they'd have enough exposés and quote-unquote documentaries to last a lifetime. Most of this can be attributed to uneducated or narrow-minded freaking out on behalf of people who have been conditioned to live in a state of fear. This fear can be sold to them by snake-oil salesmen like Alex Jones or by the very same music industry insiders that are part of the "conspiracy" as a form of contrived controversy to sell records. (I highly recommend you read a Chris Knowles post called "Which Means it's a Trap")
Fear mongers are a dime a dozen and come in all shapes and sizes - and with good reason: Fear sells.
Checkerboards. Symbol of.....Masonry? Duality? Who says there's one meaning?
That's not to say there aren't real conspiracies or that there may not be people who believe incorporating certain symbols or performing certain rituals will somehow benefit them.
I met someone about a year ago who was shopping for fluoride-free toothpaste. We stood in the aisle of a store and talked for a while about eliminating fluoride from our bodies. That of course turned to conspiracy talk. They were hip to many of the conspiracies I was and we continued to chat for a while. Then they asked me if I wanted to go to their music show that night (I'm being intentionally vague so as to not screw with anyone's career without their permission to post specifics). Turns out they play a particular instrument and perform with Jay-Z and Rhianna. I toss out, "Hey, what do you think of Jay-Z using these quote-unquote masonic hand-signs and symbols?" They reply, "Well, I don't like going to the rituals, but that's the price of being in the industry. You don't get out there unless you play along. And it's not just music, it's everywhere. It's all part of the New World Order. But, I believe we can overcome that by spreading a message of love."
Now, that's what I'm talking about! Real conspiracy or not, fear is what will get us in the end. Love is what allows us to escape the fear and empower ourselves. Again, I must acknowledge that there are a million cons going on all about us: con jobs, conspiracies, perhaps even conjurers. But, once we are self-empowered, even the real conspiracies cannot harm us.
I'd even go a step further and add that, if we are manifesting reality - the conspiracies may even be of our own making. But, that's a conversation for another time.
So, what are we to think of rituals and symbols? Well, for one, everything is a ritual. Brushing your teeth, with fluoride or not, is a ritual. Thanking Jesus after a field goal or praying to "Lucifer" before taking the stage at a concert is a ritual (and essentially the same thing). As for the symbols, I've come to consider that they may have their own story to tell - and perhaps are very often using artists as the medium for their message. The more I notice it in my own artwork, the more I understand the unconscious nature of these archetypes and that there are multiple interpretations of every symbol, along with multiple layers of meaning.
But, just to put things down on the record, I thought I should ask Gordon Gano, former front-man of the Violent Femmes and current front of Gordon Gano & The Ryans, why the Sun kept popping up in his music. The first song of the Violet Femmes' first album, and perhaps their biggest commercial hit, is Blister in The Sun. Now scope the latest album art:
If you want to hear what Gordon had to say, just click to listen to our 9th podcast - a short one that came out to exactly 9 minutes and 11 seconds. And yes, again for the record, that was unplanned.
While I was watching Gano & The Ryans play, a man comes and asks if the chair next to me is free. I say yes and he starts talking about synchronicity. What are the odds? So, we get to talking during the pauses between songs. For some reason I start to tell him about a time that I got in trouble for playing a Violent Femmes song when I did college radio. I ask him if he knows the obscure tune that I'm talking about. It's called "Country Death Song." Just then, the band begins to play....what else?
These are the things that, to me, are a sign that I'm living very much in the flow of the universe.
If you're a long time reader of this blog, you know that we watch symbols. Gordon Gano may not put much weight on them, but I do. I don't judge them as being "good or evil"- I try not to judge them at all. But, I do make the connections, because doing so has led me in wonderful directions. So, for those of you who make up the choir I'm preaching to, allow me to present some dot connecting, as a sync log if nothing else.
The cover to New Times, features two hexagons, resonating two of our favorite patterns, Bees and Saturn. This is of course, an acorn-shaped nut and bolt, giving us the Egyptian sky goddess Nut and a bolt, like a bolt of Jupiter lighting. Nut was the mother of Osiris, who is the equivalent of Saturn, or Father Time. See how much "time" is integrated into this cover - and should be, since both words of the title convey an essence of time - but we have to ask, how much of this was the concept the artist was going for? The gear-like progression in the middle is clock-like, but even those SAW blades, become WAS.
Gordon Gano is a double-G. We recently found this combination of double-G and Jupiter along with an Osiris-resonant death spiral (which itself looks a LOT like the Norway Spiral).
And what would be a better title to tie it all together than "Add It Up?" Here we have the Ouroboros snake, in a death/rebirth cycle - or spiral. He's surrounded by 3 heads and 3 phalluses, themselves surrounded by interwoven pyramids (some with "eyes") and in the corners we get the 3 pillars of the Masonic first-degree tracing board - which itself was connected to the Norway Spiral in our Birds and Bees Pt 4.
Still doubt what I'm saying? Since we're talking about time loops and Father Time - I'd be remiss if I didn't bring up Time Travel.
Gordon Gano has two links under his Wikipedia heading "In Popular Culture"
Gano appears as a fictional version of himself, under a love spell, in the 1997 Sabrina, the Teenage Witch episode Hilda and Zelda: the Teenage Years
Time Traveler's Wife is pretty obvious. But that Sabrina, the Teenage Witch episode? It features her mother figures reversing their ages to become teenagers so they can go see Gano and the Violent Femmes.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
Here we go folks! Squares That Touch has officially begun...
These pages are a wonderful mix of ideas and talents old and new. I had sketched out this intro scene a few years ago when I first got the idea to do Squares. Now, they've been brought to life by new team member Melissa's pencils.
Note: Since Melissa and I are newly married, this is the first project we're doing with our new names.
Also, the constellation Orion was always there on page 11, to play up the idea of alignment. With the things I've learned in the last few years, the role of Orion in this story and the way it syncs with mythology that I hadn't read yet, is fascinating to me on a personal level. Old ideas, new eyes.
Again, it's amazing to see all these old and new squares interact and play with each other.
I hope you'll enjoy!
PS: Each image is technically a two-page spread. I'm designing the layouts with a consideration for how it would be to read them in a book, where you always see two pages at a time. Please keep this in mind as you scroll down.
Click artwork to zoom-in.
Pages 00 and 01
*I decided to preview the first 15 pages over here, but future pages will be posted to the Squares That Touch blog.