zodiac
circuit
spiralling
satellites in creation's being
jokers
wild
Another
in my Alice In Wonderland inspired series. The Mad Hatter, the magus
of the Logos who holds the hand of Chaos and deals the cards of Order
into palms of synchronized "random" recipients.
neptune
entelechy
Lucy in the
Sky with Diamonds rising,
10 billion reflective satellite cells firing,
collective perspective hive breathing.
The occulted fire distilled in the sea of body,
tidal tug across the planes beneath solar wind induction.
Sunspots cultivate the brain’s constellation cryptogram Mandelbrot
map,
betwixt molecular crystal lattice embryogenesis.
Narcotic gemstones dance on the rotating celestial chalice rim of
our-glass.
Sands drip as gravity congeals the impedance that’s lead to understanding.
Double-bubbles fuse at the junction for communication conduction,
vibratory cerebro-chemical ejaculation.
Ethereal sparks toward the pulsating galactic core of perfect-ion.
The free and infinite ocean of bubbling fermented being coagulates,
and stares back from star-gate in the dew of the deep.
Alchemical harvest on zero-pointed waving backdrop of time-emittance.
Thunder gives the warning for quickening coming cyclone of orange.
It’s now mushrooming midnight and the clockwork’s trident
is about to ring 13.
Ensuing meltdown into the marbleized wax matrix interface.
Quintessential alarm sounds from behind the sun dispelling the shadow-play.
Non-linear bloodline awakens to the gateway,
wherein the jewel within the lotus reveals who is Sirius,
and the flickering fetus goes nova.
Global vertebrae axis pole-shifts into ecliptic unity.
Critical mass compassion transmutates in illumination amidst resurrection.
Chronologic quantum joke to the cosmic yoke.
It’s a matter of time De-eMpTied.
POP! Creation ate itself.
third
eye scribe
for a young
girl
lam
the way
melektaus
Melek
T'aus (a middle-eastern people's god, the Yezidi). the Peacock Angel,
split the limitless light into the colour spectrum, the beautiful
forms and patterns of this manifest world. The penultimate being,
redeemer and redeemed, bathing the world with truth, knowledge, wisdom,
and magick. The form of Melek T'aus presented here is in the cosmic
pearlesque egg, prior to unfurling our collective consciousness into
omniscient magnificence (magnified sense).
lachrymous
self
space
time tomb womb
supernatural
court
of the crimson crux
ascension of the underworld
Illustration
for an article about Daniel Pinchbeck's "2012: The Return of
Quetzalcoatl" in Sub Rosa magazine, issue 5.
Inspired by
a dream from April 06:
Two old friends
and I are standing about 6 feet equidistant from each other in triadic
ritual fashion. We’re spitting back and forth a sloshy purple
ball woven with strange organic plastic tubes. Something about virginity
and getting sore and sick? At an instant of receiving the violet sphere
in my mouth, I become aware of what I am doing and the ritual ends.
I take the ball out and look at it with my right hand- the dream fades…
I am at home
in the country and standing on the wooden deck looking out to the
mountains. Someone below is standing in the grass dressed in a beekeeper
chemical suit. He calls to me asking for a wrench in order to close
off the holes in the ground. I go into the garage and cannot find
it. The environment (especially at horizon) is foggy with luminescent
mist and glossy glow. There are many people constellated around barely
past the borderline of my awareness. I look up and am struck with
vividness as I perceive an extradimensional field of mass appears
at about 80 feet above me. The sky is shrouded by a psychedelic pastel-green/yellow
semi-translucent jungle canopy of dark violet fetal-alien skeleton
monkey demons with somniferous almond eyes ,amongst spinal tubules.
It has a reverse gravity in comparison to my upside-down perspective.
It moves as if just emerging and awakening from behind the air. The
intension of thought erupts that I must do something in order to reconcile
this. The tubes are descending from the field of anatomical threads
and others flick into visibility all around my field of vision. A
slithering radiance blooms from beyond the plane of strange entities.
I am coming home now.
ELUCIDATION
Unbeknownst
to me previous to the dream- some of the Mesoamerican peoples have
had similar visions communicated through their esoteric mythologies.
This inquiry has led me to draw connections to the ball, canopy, the
awakening skeleton entities, the tubes, the beekeeper and the serpentine
light.
Meanwhile among
Mesoamerican mythology research directly pertaining to my dream, I
was keen to pursue another, related line of inquiry. This concerned
the bearded white-skinned deity named Quetzalcoatl, who was believed
to have sailed to Mexico from across the seas in remote antiquity.
Quetzalcoatl was credited with the invention of the advanced mathematical
and calendrical formulae that the Maya were later to use to calculate
the date of this Age’s perception of time to end. He also bore
a striking resemblance to Viracocha, the pale god of the Andes, who
came to Tiahuanaco ‘in the time of darkness’ bearing the
gifts of light and civilization. He had been described as a mysterious
bearded white man with a broadly tall stature with large forehead
and eyes. He is also credited with calling for an end to human sacrifice
and was known as a god of peace- wishing to abolish war. Viracocha,
in his journeys through the Andes, went by several different aliases
and Quetzalcoatl did this too. In some parts of Central America (Notably
among the Quiche Maya) he was called Gucamatz. Elsewhere, at Chicen
Itza for example, he was known as Kukulcan. When these words were
translated into English, they turned out to mean exactly the same
thing: Plumed (or Feathered) Serpent. This character’s departure
from their lands was described as a miraculous event, having sailed
away ‘on a raft of serpents’ back to from whence he came-
the East. He was depicted as having brought all the skills and sciences
necessary to create a civilized and peaceful civilized life, thus
ushering in a golden age. It was believed Quetzalcoatl had introduced
the knowledge of writing, the calendar, masonry and architecture,
mathematics, metallurgy, astronomy, agriculture, laws, a patron of
the arts, and medicine- in addition, had disclosed to the people the
mysteries of the properties of plants. After his departure the bloodspattered
rituals were reintroduced with a vengeance. Nevertheless, even the
Aztecs, the most vehement sacrificers ever to have existed in the
long history of Central America, remembered ‘the time of Quetzalcoatl’
with a kind of nostalgia. ‘He was a teacher,’ recalled one
legend, ‘who taught that no living thing was to be harmed and
that sacrifices were to be made not of human beings but of birds and
bugs. The Mexican legends said that the enlightened and benevolent
rule of the Plumed Serpent had been brought to an end by Tezcatilpoca,
a malevolent god whose name meant “Smoking Mirror” and whose
cult demanded human sacrifice. Often depicted as a glaring skull,
he was said to have been the owner of a mysterious object, the obsidian
Smoking Mirror after which he was named, which he made use of to observe
from afar the activities of men and gods.
The poignant
moment of Quetzalcoatl’s departure was supposedly staged at a
place called Coatzecoalcos, meaning “Serpent Sanctuary”.
There, before taking his leave, Quetzalcoatl promised his followers
he would return one day at the end of this Age to overthrow the cult
of Tezcatilpoca and to inaugurate an era when the gods would again
“accept sacrifices of flowers” and cease their clamor for
human blood. Without going into too much detail, the Mayans’
calculated time for the end of this Age translated into the Gregorian
calendar is December 21, 2012. The Maya refer to this moment in history
as ‘Zero Time’- when all time is realized to be now, the
eternal moment.
A glyph frequently
associated with mythological events of the Zero Time is translated
as “black hole”. The dark-rift of the Milky Way is called
the entrance to the Underworld or the Black Road by the Maya, and
it appears as a “hole” in the sky. The “black hole”
of the Mayan Creation text is associated with the Mesoamerican ballgame
and its ballcourts, understandable because, in the penultimate Hero
Twins creation story, there is a strong connection between ballcourts
and the Underworld. The black hole glyphic designation is associated
with the mouth and has affinity with ballcourts and “entrance
to the Underworld”. The fact that astrophysicists are now saying
that a Black Hole exists at the center of our Galaxy obviously cues
the Mayans’ knowledge of cosmogenesis occurring at the black
hole.
Mayan concepts
of the black hole involve entities descending along sky conduit“
serpent ropes”, bringing otherworldly knowledge from portals
to other realms. In Mesoamerican ideas the cosmogenesis takes place
via a kind of weaving process of threadlike netting. In other words,
spacetime itself is woven together into a tapestry of interwoven dimensions
of reality.
The prophecy
for the time before 2012 was that the [fallen] star demons, the Tzitzimime,
would descend to earth along these serpent ropes and devour the few
humans who survive the coming catastrophes. The name “Tzitzimime”
means ‘monsters descending from above” and were depicted
as skeletal creatures adorned with human hands, heart, and sometimes
with a rattlesnake penis.
As this dream
is being interpreted as corresponded prophecy, the catastrophes building
up to the eschaton should be primarily considered as occurring in
the human mind.
The purple
ball may be a reference to the ballcourt ritual that takes place in
the Underworld (collective unconscious). The ballcourt game is won
by passing the ball into the hoop, otherwise known as the black hole.
Black holes suck in known information and radiate new “otherworldy
knowledge”. The canopy jungle-like appearance is notably interesting
because the Mayans lived in a jungle. The beekeeper is the tender
to the bees, the hive being the collective unconscious and the bees
being the coagulates of unconscious energy. These Tzitzimime (and
others) are emerging from the jungle hive and the beekeeper intends
to stop this. I believe these skeletal demons are consuming humanity’s
shit before the return of Quetzalcoatl. As our spacetime in the larval
womb ends- the shells of ourselves fall away as the Tzitzimime feast
on our shed skins. When we emerge, Quetzalcoatl returns. The Feathered
Serpent corresponds to the kundalini, the starfire serpent, the energy
of consciousness that lies coiled unconscious at the base of the spine.
As this entity-energy ascends, all the blockages are shed and dissclved
as we are purified in the clear light of lucidity. December 21, 2012
is the symbolic birthdate of our emergence past the birth-portal of
the “hole in the sky”. The state of being in the new aeon
of the ‘Sixth Sun’ is inside the outside of the womb of
history. We are one, we are Quetzalcoatl. The next 6.66 (the number
of the Sun) years will be those of ifinitely accelerated purification
by fire, the rivers overrun as the world is flooded by the emergent
ocean of the collective unconscious. These times may be terrifying
as the Tezcatilpoca of ourselves has his last expression before being
resolved, but this passes, as what is behind… unimaginably eschatic
love-bliss, is revealed. What we have been creating all along are
ourselves, and the gold of this alchemy is who we will be…are…
blue star bearer
The Aquarian
Hopi Priestess bears the water of blue starfire. The appearance of
the Blue Star Kachina (Sirius) is the final harbinger and brings the
dawn of the New Age.
My essay on
Hopi Prophecy: http://corpuscallosum.deviantart.com/journal/4076873/
rhizomorphic resonance
Acrylic &
oil on 24” x 30” canvas
Time estimate:
93 hours
A morphogenetic
field is a theoretical model for the biological and social field that
contains the energy-information necessary to shape the exact form
of a living thing and may also shape its behavior and coordination
with other beings.
The morphogenetic
field is a force that guides the development of an organism as it
grows, making it take on a form similar to that of others in its species.
DNA was not the source of structure itself, but rather a "receiver"
that translated instructions in the field into physical form. The
field broadcasts across the nodal network of the space-time continuum.
How is it,
that fungal mycelium, which live apart and free in the soil substrate,
converge to make a mushroom? As Gurwitsch hypothesized: “The
place of the embryonal formative process is a field, the boundaries
of which, in general, do not coincide with those of the embryo but
surpass them.” Early biologists imagined relatively discrete
morphic fields surrounding and shaping each plant or animal.
A mycelial
rhizome has no beginning or end; it is always in the middle, between
things, interbeing, intermezzo. Fungal mycelium’s rhizome is
based on alliance, uniquely alliance. The tree imposes the verb "to
be," but the fabric of the rhizome is the conjunction, "and...and...and..."
Between things does not designate a localizable relation going from
one thing to the other and back again, but a perpendicular direction,
a transversal movement that sweeps one and the other way, a stream
without beginnig or end that undermines its bank and picks up speed
in the middle.
Perhaps the
essential shape of the human soul-spirit is a mushroom. This shape
may also be seen as reflecting the cruxification of human consciousness
embedded into the morphic resonant and interdimensional net of mycelial
transmissions. The composition is designed to show the infinite perspective
of this network of luminous fibers of awareness, from intimate to
distant.
the tree with lights in it
The human nervous
system as the branching alignment of the world tree. The throne of
the horned god is the seat of control. The global brain is the gaian
tree of Nature manifestting through the human organism's translation
of consciousness. The corpus callosum is the bridge of communication
dissemination that allows the circulation of sensory nutrition throughout
the rooted network. Witness the mystery and thou shalt behold the
luminous pattern of existence.
This work is
the most extensive and laborious I have taken upon- spanning 156 hours.
zodiac
circuit 
spiralling
satellites in creation's being
jokers
wild 
neptune
entelechy 
third
eye scribe
lam
melektaus
lachrymous
self
space
time tomb womb
supernatural
court
of the crimson crux
ascension of the underworld
blue star bearer
rhizomorphic resonance
the tree with lights in it