But… what does it all mean?!

Meaning is only one facet of the many things that it does! It’s like a Swiss Army knife or something with all these different little blades and attachments and shit and each one does something different and a lot of them you won’t ever need, but hey who knows. That’s all meaning is. It’s one tool among many. One filter of how to look at the world.

The day before I read this I picked up an old compilation LP at the charity shop entitled ‘Space Invasion’ (Ronco RTL 2051) with the following entry on the sleeve:

‘Calling Occupants of Interplanetary Craft’
Recognised Anthem of World Contact Day
(CLAATU) (ATV MUSIC)
The Carpenters …

Something I posted on another forum regarding the movie “The Day The Earth Stood Still:

Klaatu is a visitor from another planet who comes with a message for all of mankind, accompanied by his robot bodyguard. He lands in most public way, right in the DC mall, steps from the spaceship, and meets the human race with the predictable result.. A bullet to the shoulder.

He survives, and the rest of the movie is mostly about his quest to find a way of communicating his message to all the world’s leaders. The message?

We don’t care if you kill each other in endless cycles of violence, but take it out of your own sphere so to speak, and earth goes bye bye, we don’t need it (and won’t tolerate it) intruding on our space. (the aliens were concerned that earth had the technology, or were developing it to travel beyond our solar system)

No war of the worlds drama here, that was the surprise. Just a simple message, you may have more power than you know how to deal with someday, which involves making choices, so choose wisely.

Karen Carpenter and her Bee Hive kick ass.
All Glory to the YouTube.

There’s more, but I suppose I digress..

Please please digress!

There’s more, but I suppose I digress.. I recommend renting “The Day The Earth Stood Still”.

Apparently the three gifts are prophetic: gold because He would be a king; frankincence because He would be a priest; myrrh because He would die.

How cool (and indeed very disturbing) is that?

There’s a bit in Revelation about the Euphrates and kings from the east, I seem to remember. But messin’ around with that sort of thing is dangerous.

Julia, that’s weird you say that because these last two posts I have gotten a number of “hits” from people’s dreams and other synchronicities around them. Which makes me want to put together more like them. Don’t mind if I do!

Awesome.

…in order to flood the city and start life over again.

I don’t know if this helps but here goes. A few years ago I had a series of dreams concerning flooded cities that began after I watched the Martin Bashir show about Princess Diana. London was flooding and this was clearly connected to Di. The low lying areas were the safest and the higher you were the more in danger you were. A few days later I was given four bodyguards and allowed in a water pumping station near my home as the flood began. I was protected by the bodyguards but others weren’t. A few days after that I dreamt I was trying to save a man as the flood approached us from the West. (In Chicago Lake Michigan is East.) In real life I had seen this man get on a bus I was riding in, go to the back then get back on the bus four blocks later. All floods looked alike. The morning after the last dream there was some kind of break in an aqueduct in California that looked identical to the floods in my dreams. BTW, nice big juicy post for the New Year. Mmmmm.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gram_Parsons

In the late 1960s, [Gram] Parsons became enamored with Joshua Tree National Monument. Alone or with friends, he would disappear in the desert for days, searching for UFOs while under the influence of psilocybin or LSD. After splitting from Burrell, Parsons would frequently spend his weekends in the area with Margaret Fisher and Phil Kaufman. Before his tour was scheduled to commence in October 1973, Parsons decided to go on one more excursion. Accompanying him were Fisher, personal assistant Michael Martin, and Dale McElory, Martin’s girlfriend. Less than two days after arriving, Parsons died September 19, 1973 in Joshua Tree, California at the age of 26 from an overdose, purportedly of morphine and alcohol. According to Fisher in the 2005 biography Grievous Angel: An Intimate Biography of Gram Parsons, the amount of morphine consumed by Parsons would not be lethal to an addict and that he had likely overestimated his tolerance considering his past experience with opiates. Fisher and McElroy were returned to Los Angeles by Kaufman, who dispersed the remnants of Parsons’ stash in the desert.

In a story that has taken on legendary stature, Parsons’ body disappeared from the Los Angeles International Airport, where it was being readied to be shipped to Louisiana for burial. Maintaining his promise, Kaufman and a friend managed to steal Parsons’ body from the airport and, in a borrowed hearse, drove Parsons’ body to Joshua Tree where they cremated it. The site of the cremation is today marked by a small concrete slab and is presided over by a large rock flake known to rock climbers as ‘The Gram Parsons memorial hand traverse’.[2]. The two were arrested several days later and fined $700 for burning the coffin, since stealing a body was not a crime.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u2-blWgVk-A