October, Esoterically Speaking

October, October, Octobre, the wicket month of the year when the veil between us and them has thinned to allow us to go deep into our Earth consciousness.  And as the October veil thins, we're reminded that October is the tenth month of the year on today's calendar, but was the eighth month of the old pagan calendar, and sacred to the goddess Astraea.  She was the daughter Zeus and Themis and lived among humans during the Golden Age.  But when civilization began to degenerate, she withdrew to the upperworld.  The myth of the loss of the Golden Age is appropriate for this time of year when the chills of autumn tell us that the golden days of summer have past and winter's death is here. 

In the Celtic tree calendar, October begins in the ivy month, Gort, which runs until October 27th. The reed month, Noetal follows.  The goddess calendar month of Mala expires on October 2nd, it is followed by the month dedicated to the Egyptian goddess Hathor, ending on the 30th.  The final day of October, Halloween or November Eve, is the first day of the month ruled by the goddess Samhain, this is the Irish name of the month of November, to which I will have a lot to speak about next month, but for now, know that the festival of Samhain begins at sunset on October 31st, the New Year of the Celtic tradition.

The birthstone of October is the opal, which is seen as a protector against painful times, and as the old adage goes:

October's child is born for woe, 

And life's vicissitudes must know:

But lay an Opal on her breast, 

And hope will lull those woes to rest. 

(Yeah, that's some good stuff.)

The flowers for October are the Cosmos and Marigold.  The cosmos stands for harmony, beauty, and self-reliance. The marigold symbolizes purity, auspiciousness, and the divine.  The strong fragrance of a marigold is believed to ward off evil spirits -- a much welcomed fragrance this time of year, wouldn't you say? 

October is shared by the astrological signs of Libra the Scales (or Balance) and Scorpio the Scorpion, and is scared to the following Pagan deities: Cernunnos, Hecate, the Morrigan, Osiris, and the Wiccan Goddess in Her dark aspect as the Crone. 

The I Ching hexagram for October is Hex 22, Contemplation.  As expected, this is a time for reflecting, being quiet, and doing inner work.  

In Tess Whitehurst's wonderful blog on withcraft and magic, she writes, "...the veil of autumn is the place where the everyday illusion of separation brushes up against the divine truth of eternity and universal interconnection. The place where form meets spirit, seen meets unseen, known meets unknown."

In the Irish Farmers Journal, eleven modern day Druids were asked to define the veil of October, and twelve different answers were given, the one I liked best is the one about the Crone, who comes to strip the leaves from the trees, to quicken the decay of the flesh of the year, so that it may feed the new life to come.

Yes, as the world around us dies, so too, can the internal aspects of our life which we no longer need, for example: the decaying friends telling us to go for it, as we guzzle another beer, maybe its time we leave that one behind.  Let it decay with the leafs to nourish a new day of sobriety.  Or this can be applied to any another aspects of our lives needing healing.  In my case, maybe I'll stop dreaming of Manly P Hall, yes, that would be a twist in m sobriety, now wouldn't it?

Sadly, I must leave you with a preposition because, well, that rule has died, now hasn't it?

~~ Eso Terry 

Gargoyle Mouthwash

 

Let's talk gargoyles boys and girls, yes, those strange faces in stone telling us to behave or we'll get a massive growth on our heads.

 

In the apartment I lived in as a kid, there was an old building across the street with gargoyles on the top floor, and I would sit for hours looking up at the strange beings looking back at me, some were crying, others laughing, and if I shook my head fast enough, they moved. Of course, then I was giving ADHD medicine and stopped staring out the window so much. 

 

Later I learned that the building across the street was built by a wealthy businessman in the early 20th century who believed putting gargoyles on the ledges would bring him good luck.  The logic didn't work because the building opened in 1929 a week before the  Great Depression, and he subsequently jumped from the building.  

 

The faces of the gargoyles are rumored to be the faces the owner made as he jumped to his death from the building after losing everything he had in the stock crash.  You hear stories like these all the time, and probably the reason you never see gargoyles on buildings anymore.

The history of gargoyles starts in a town in France outside of Paris called Rouen.  The story tells of a dragon that lived in the Sene river and terrorized the town by eating people along the river banks and burning ships trying to pass.  The dragon's name... you guessed it...  Gargouille.

The legend goes that around the year 600 AD a Christian monk named Romanus came to town and defeated the dragon and delivered the dead beast to the town's people who immediately  decided to burn it.  The body of the dragon went up in flames quickly, but the head and neck wouldn't burn.  Taking this as a sign from God, the towns people mounded the head and neck of the dragon on a village wall as a reminder of God’s great power.  This practice soon spread from town to town and the neck and head of Gargouille became the model of today's gargoyle.

The word Gargoyle comes from the French word Gargouille and so it should be no surprise that the oldest gargoyles standing today are found in France.  These gargoyles are on Cathedrals and are a part of what is called Scripture in Stone.  According to most scholars, these gargoyles were placed on religious structures to preach the gospels to the illiterate and warring classes by putting the fear of hell in them.  Others believe the gargoyles are demons of lost souls placed there to scare away greater demons.  Regardless of the reason, all the great cathedrals of France have them. 

The two greatest of these cathedrals are Notre Dame and Chartres.  The gargoyles of Notre Dame are rumored to take flight after dark and watch over the cafes of Paris.  The gargoyles of Chartres are said to watch over the countryside to scare away oncoming threats. 

As I have already mentioned, the word Gargoyle is from the Old French word Gargouille which means throat.  If you look at most of the old Gargoyles you'll see they have long necks with a head at the end in the form of a long spout.  The English words gurgle and gargle share the same French root as the word gargoyle.  This really makes sense because in architecture any drainpipe leaning off the side of a building is called a gargoyle.  Conversely,  if a stone carving does not carry water but does have a horrible face or image on it architects call it a grotesques.

Ostara (1901) by Johannes Gehrts. Spring feasts were held to honour the Anglo-Saxon goddess Eostre/Ostara.

Although gargoyles and grotesques placed on cathedrals are believed to be of Christian origin, a closer look does tell another story.  A closer look tells the story of how a winter's solstice celebration became the birth of a savoir; and, how a Spring feast once held to honor the goddess Eostre became the resurrection Easter Sunday meal.  Stonemasons who had passed from being an apprentice to a journeyman knew this and so worked out their own ideas in their carvings.  They were, in a sense, independent artist and so were free to do pretty much as they liked.  So why then did they choose to place so many pagan images on the religious buildings of their day?  Could it be they still held onto the old beliefs in secret? After much research, I for one believe the carvings were a message for those with eyes to see.  A prime example of this are the many gargoyles of The Green Man, also known as The Jack in the Green, who was the pagan god of tree worship and can be found in the many grotesques wearing crowns of leaves and branches.

Another common image from paganism that is found on many cathedrals is the multi-face grotesques that represents Diana the virgin goddess and protector of childbirth.  Historically, Diana made up a triad with two other Roman deities: Egeria the water nymph, and Virbius, the woodland god.  These three-faces of the gods to the cults were once worshiped as the Christian holy trinity, that is, until the Pope realized their true meaning and so had the practice banned. Still, the Pope left the pagan symbols on the cathedrals as to not upset the will of the people; seems, even the Pope had a thing for our pagan past. 

So, along with diverting rainwater and scaring off evil spirits, gargoyles seemed to be a way for the artist who placed them there to tell the story of the old religion; the old Pagan religion before the Christian church came along and gave the town's people the choice to convert to the new God, or, well... die.  Knowing this, it's easy to see that these gargoyles are pagan messengers reminding us of the truth that religion can not be ordered by a king, but must be grown from within or else, well, it's gargoyle mouthwash.


~~ Dr. TV Boogie

Don't Launch a Ship on the 27th of September.

Eso Terry in the Navy

Being a former sailor, I marvel at sea coinkydinks.  Take for example the date of September 27th -- esoterically speaking that is -- after being delayed by bad weather, William, duke of Normandy, embarked his army and set sail for the southeastern coast of England in what would be known in history as the Norman Conquest and one hell of a bloody year.  Then in 1854 on this day over 150 passengers were killed when the shipped named SS Arctic sinks after being hit by a French steamship off the coast of Newfoundland, Canada. 

So, if I were launching a new ship, I would probably look at the date of September 27th as not a great day to put a ship on water for the first time, and maybe wait until the 28th. The US Navy didn't see it this way so they launched the USS William D. Porter on September 27th in 1942, and from the get-go, it was a disaster. 

The ship nicknamed the "Willie Dee," was assigned its first mission of escorting the USS Iowa which was transporting President Franklin D. Roosevelt to a summit with Allied leaders at a secret conference in Tehran; however, before leaving port to join the others the Willie Dee managed to smash into a fellow destroyer and caused damage to the other ship as well as the pier.  In that favorite book of mine, "Bad Days in History," the author writes: "From there it got worse." 

In beginning its secret mission to escort the ship with the president on it, the Willie Dee accidentally dropped a depth charge and caused a sailor to fall overboard and the engine room to lose power for a time -- so much for keeping the mission a secret. 

FDR

To overcome this dilemma and prove the Willie Dee was an asset to the mission, the captain of the Willie Dee thought he would impress the president with a war drill, and so organized a torpedo exercise with the ship the president was on as its pretend target.  And yes, you guessed it, the Willie Dee launched a live torpedo at the ship with the president on it.  The ship carrying the president turned abruptly to avoid the torpedo and the torpedo exploded in the water behind the president's ship.  

After the debacle, and with a strong suspicion that an assassin may have been on board, the Willie Dee was sent to Bermuda where the entire crew was arrested.  The unfortunate crewman who had caused the mistake was sentenced to 14 years of hard labor, but President Roosevelt, a former sailor himself, dismissed the charges and all was forgiven.  

The Willie Dee went on to have more mishaps and sailed for a three years before being sunk by Japanese warplanes.  The bright side of the story is that none of the men aboard the Willie Dee died.  Seems that the mischievous spirits aboard her had hearts, besides, they had another ship to launch on this day which would happen September 27th, 1938 when RMS Queen Elizabeth was launched and would eventually sink in Hong Kong Harbor despite a massive firefighting effort over two days.

Don't launch a ship on the 27th of September.  

Oh, and in today's news: 

LONDON (AP) — Britain on Wednesday (September 27th) gave the go-ahead for a major oil and gas project in the North Sea, ignoring warnings from scientists and the United Nations that countries must stop developing new fossil fuel resources if the world is to avoid catastrophic climate change.

Let's see how that works.

~~ Eso Terry

 

A Benefit of Global Warming: A New Stonehenge.

"Thanks for the Global Warming! Can I get a little help here?"

In my Nichiren Buddhist training, I've learned to roll with the punches.  That is to say, happiness has nothing to do with what is going on around us or the material things we have.  Happiness is just what we are with our Buddhist nature.  So, we tend to see the good in all things.  For one, without the bad things, the good things would hardly be noticed.  That is one part, the other part is out of bad things there is always a good thing.  You know, you have a car accident which seems bad but then they find a spot on the x-ray which saves your life.  So it is an attitude thing.  

A great example of this is with today's Climate Change.  We all know it is bad and we all know that greedy world leaders have no internal guidance to do anything about it, and so it will continue to get worse and all we can do is stop using straws and chant/pray.  This is true, but there will be things brought to light by this.  For instance, the Greed Worship that has got us here is being exposed and more and more people are seeing that we need to stop chasing fame and fortune and start being more Earth Conscious. We need to "give more" and "take less."  

Easier said than done, I know.  

On this note, because of Climate Change, receding waters has shown us a new "Stonehenge" in Spain.  That's right, receding waters levels in Spain’s Valdecañas Reservoir has exposed a stone monument dating back to between 4,000 to 5,000 years ago.

What's Next?

~~ Eso Terry

Tesla, Mad Scientist or Gifted Idealist? You Choose.

On September 22nd, 1940, the New York Times ran an article on Nikola Tesla stating that he "stands ready to divulge to the United States Government the secrets of his 'teleforce' invention which would melt an airplane from 250 miles away." The article goes on to say that Tesla had a way of creating a beam of energy that could destroy a mountain, and this death machine could be up and running in three months.

Tesla had this idea during WWII, when he wanted to fight fascism. If it would have worked, maybe no need for the nuclear bombs of today(?)

I've written about Tesla before, and the guy was a genius who wanted to do good for the world, but because of his idealistic ways, was silenced by the system.  You see, before Tesla was working on a plan for fighting the Nazis, he had had a dream to provide 'free electricity' to the world; however, the plan wasn't liked by the Corporate Profiteers of the day who saw it as a threat to their existence, and so they pulled the plug on his finances, and when that wasn't enough, they assassinated his character.  

As a young man Tesla created an alternating current electrical-power producing system which was far superior to the direct current system being pushed by Thomas Edison, and when Tesla proved this to Edison, Edison fired Tesla and put him on the streets digging ditches until George Westinghouse came along and developed Tesla's alternating current system and eventually proved Edison was a wrong.  Eventually, Tesla connected with the big banker, JP Morgan, who saw profits from Tesla's proven success, and so backed Tesla until he saw Tesla was a threat to capitalism, and so, did what people with money do, cut off all Tesla's financing, and then, ran ads in the News Papers claiming that Tesla was a Mad Scientist out to rule the world; a definition that would stick with Tesla until the end.

And the end of this story is that Tesla lived in a hotel room in New York city for the rest of his life from money left to him by Westinghouse, the only banker who felt any remorse for the deeds done to Tesla, which of course, showing remorse never works for a capitalist, and so Westinghouse went bankrupt and his popular brand name entered the public domain. 

The character assassination done to Tesla was brutal.  His image was mocked in cartoons, as he was the prototype for the "mad scientist." 

 

Mad Scientist from the 40's

 

 

 

Mad Scientist from the 50's

 

Mad Scientist of the 80's

Yes, Tesla was publicly assassinated by the greedy-profiteers with enough money to control the dialog. This is just the way it is, they control the message, control history, and control our pop-culture perception.  Tesla is an example of what happens to a scientist who gets in the way of profits.  The same things we saw with the tobacco companies in the 50's and 60's when science said smoking causes cancer, and the same thing we are seeing today with climate change.

This is the only conspiracy there ever was. 

Elon Musk Victory Cigar

And to add insult to injury, the ghost of Edison and Morgan live on today in Elon Musk, today's Corporate Raider who has taken over the free public information App, Twitter, and renamed it X, and not only allows hate talk which had been banned, but is no longer free for users. Sound familiar?  It should, Elon Musk is continuing the greed, and has even gone as far as to use Tesla's name to brand his electric car.  To the victor goes the spoils.

"We of today can only sit and wonder when a scientist has his say."

~~ Nikola Tesla

Also interesting, the FBI opened a file up on Tesla in 1940 after Tesla's article was published.  They kept watch on him up until the end.  In the FBI memo below, it is funny that after a bunch of airplane crashes, an FBI agent mentions an article he read about Tesla a few years earlier, and suggest they investigate him.  That's how it works.  Step out of line and they put a government spy on you.

 

~~ Dr TV Boogie

How To Survive Today's Technology, by EsoTerry

Life Before the Smart Phone.

The ancient philosopher Heracleitus said: "We live their death, and we die their life." 

He was talking about our souls.  

Philolaus said: "The soul is united with the body as if for the sake of punishment."

These ancient philosophers believed life was not something we asked for and fought like hell to avoid.  

Most Near Death survivors who have passed over to the other side, often tell of how they didn't want to return to this life, that the bright light, loving greeters, etc.., was a better place and they now can't wait to get back there.

"I discovered the Americas without a Smart Phone, no I really did. "

The list goes on:

“I think our lives are surely but the dreams
Of spirits, dwelling in the distant spheres,
Who as we die, do one by one awake.”
― Edgar Saltus, Poppies and Mandragora 

 “Life is fundamentally a mental state. We live in a dream world that we create. Whose life is truer, the rational man of action pursuing practical goals of personal happiness and wealth or the philosophic man who lives in a world of theoretical and metaphysical ideas? We ascribe the value quotient to our lives by making decisions that we score as either valid or invalid based upon our personal ethics and how we think and behave.”
― Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls

 “...it had probably been a long enough life. Yet suddenly it all seemed like an illusion, a dream that had happened to someone else. What an odd thing existence was.”
― Kate Atkinson, Transcription

“Learn this, as we pass through the portico:
Fear nothing; there is nothing you can know!
And by these terraces and steps that gleam
Wintry, although the summer night is hot,
This—what we seek is never what we find!
Life is a dream, like love; and from the dream
If we may wake, we never find it what
We would; for the wisdom of a mightier mind
Leads us in its own ways
To a perfected praise.”
― Aleister Crowley, Household Gods

And finally, Plato's allegory of the cave described life as a matrix where we are all trapped in a cave with images of reality before us, the trick is to turn around, breakaway, and run out of the cave to see what is really happening. Some believe drugs can break us free  (EsotericDaily.com warning: You only need to 'trip' once, and with a Shaman, not the weed-dealer down the street), others think religion can break us away from the cave, and still more, Football, but I personally doubt it.  The problem is, when we return to the others after leaving the cave, they have us committed for psychological review, they don't believe us for they are still chained to the wall being fed a false reality.  

What to do?  What to do? 

"I evolved into Man without a Smart Phone, no, I really did!"

Me thinks, a hot bath with soft music from a radio in the other room is a start.  Far away from our electronic devices.  For, these electronic devices are the tools Plato warned us about, they keep us strapped to a phony reality, and to escape the cave is to go a day without any of our electronic devices.  

When I was a six-year old kid in school back in 1967, I remember a teacher telling our class how lucky we were "for with all the new electronic devices being created," we would have more leisure time than anyone in history.  Today, I realize that lie of "more leisure time" she promised,never happened, and in reality, we have less time today than we ever have. You see, with each new electric device, be it a hand-held calculator, remote-control television, electronic doorbell, automatic answering machine, microwave oven, VHS home movies, home computer, faster home computer, faster, more portable home computer, a laptop, a cell phone, a cell phone computer, a cellphone computer in your ear....

What the f*&k! 

Before Smart Phone

After Smart Phone

We have more devices now than ever, and yet, less time. 

What's the answer, I don't know, but me thinks, we need to revisit Henry David Thoreau's Walden. 

When I wrote the following pages, or rather the bulk of them, I lived alone, in the woods, a mile from any neighbor, in a house which I had built myself, on the shore of Walden Pond, in Concord, Massachusetts, and earned my living by the labor of my hands only. I lived there two years and two months. (Walden, 3)

I learned this, at least, by my experiment; that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. He will put some things behind, will pass an invisible boundary; new, universal, and more liberal laws will begin to establish themselves around and within him; or the old laws be expanded, and interpreted in his favor in a more liberal sense, and he will live with the license of a higher order of beings. In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness. If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them. (Walden, 323- 324)

~~ Eso Terry

The People's Superstitious Emperor, Domitian

Domitian Bust in Naples

It is September 18, and what I find most esoterically significant about this day is that it is the death of the Roman emperor Domitian, who died on this day in the year 96 CE.  First, he was from that time when the Roman emperors thought themselves a god, which as we know ended when the powers to be got tired of changing the temple statues with each knew emperor, and so created a capital G "God" to be worshiped under the cloak of "love" with each new bloody regime change, genocide, war, etc...  Yes, all those wonderful things the monolithic god has giving us in the name of love.

Like Julius Caesar, Domitian was another leader liked by the people, for as Caesar had done before him, Domitian improved the public bathrooms and lowered taxes by putting the burden of taxation where it belonged: on the rich.  And like Caesar, Domitian would be killed by the wealthy politicians (Senators) of the day who were pissed about being taxed to pay for social programs they weren't benefiting from, i.e., today's 1%ers.

Now, Domitian was no angel, he killed a lot of people he didn't trust and took advantage of the system, but the people didn't care because he taxed the rich to feed the poor, and built them a badass sports area called the Stadium of Domitian with daily gladiator violence.  He also improved roads and public showers, as well as protected the people with a large military buildup, which, he paid the men handsomely on their return from battle.  He also restored the Temple of Jupiter, one of the peoples gods of the days, as well as allowed all forms of worship including the Hebrews and the vegetarian Pythagoreans and Neoplatonist. What a guy! 

Over the last two-thousand years a lot has been written about Domitian, mostly how he was a superstitious, paranoid, Emperor who got what he deserved, which is bullshit, and the best summation I've read is from an old Look and Learn magazines from the 70's: 

One day in A.D. 95 the Emperor woke up in a state of fear and trembling. He had had a terrible dream, he told his attendants, in which a golden hump had sprouted from his back. Like all Romans, Domitian was very credulous, believing in any kind of portent or omen. This dream, he deduced, meant that the Roman Empire would be a far richer and happier place when he was gone, and that certainly turned out to be the truth.

Then, a little while later, a raven perched on the roof of the Capitol, the building where the statue of Jove (Jupiter) was kept.  Someone said that it croaked out the words “All will be well” before flying off.  That, decided the Roman populace, must be a portent – and it was left to a wag to explain it thus:

“There was a raven, strange to tell,
Perched upon Jove’s own gable, whence
He came to tell us ‘All is well’ –
But used, of course, the future tense.”

Superstitious Domitian added up all these things in his mind and was convinced that some day soon he would be assassinated. Roman soothsayers were even able to indicate the date when influences would be particularly bad, when someone, the Emperor deduced, would kill him.  A long time ago, he remembered, his own father, Vespasian, had teased him openly at dinner for refusing a dish of mushrooms.  “It would be more in keeping with your destiny to be afraid of swords,” his father jibed.

Daily, the Emperor became more jittery. The gallery where he was accustomed to pace up and down in the mornings was now lined with plaques of highly-polished moonstone, which reflected everything that happened behind his back. To remind his staff that even the best intentions could never justify an official’s complicity in his master’s murder, he executed his secretary, who had reputedly helped the former Emperor Nero to commit suicide after everyone else had deserted him.

Suddenly Rome was engulfed by continuous storms. Domitian cried out: “Let the Almighty strike wherever he pleases!” He was convinced that all the bad weather portended his own death. The Almighty, or at least his lightning, did strike everywhere, too, including the palace and Domitian’s own bedroom. A hurricane wrenched the inscription plate from the base of one of the Emperor’s triumphal statues and what some people might describe as faulty workmanship was at once attributed to the growing nearness of Domitian’s death.

And the Romans, who knew how to get rid of evil Emperors, were as convinced as was Domitian that he must soon die.  The only questions were as to who would do the killing and on what final pretext.  Both were speedily answered.  On a whim the Emperor suddenly ordered the death of his half-witted cousin, the consul Flavius.  That was enough for the Romans.

The Triumph of Titus

A group of conspirators got together and debated whether it would be better to murder Domitian in his bath or at dinner.  Before the question was resolved they were approached by Stephanus, a steward at the palace, who offered his services.  Stephanus had been accused of embezzlement and therefore was particularly anxious for the Emperor’s death.  He was chosen to do the murder.

For several days Stephanus feigned an arm injury and went around with a dagger concealed in the woollen bandages. Then, when he knew that Domitian was about to take a bath, he went to Parthenius, the Emperor’s valet, and told him that he had discovered a plot against Domitian’s life and must speak to the Emperor at once about it.

Parthenius hurried to tell Domitian, who dismissed his attendants and told the valet he would see Stephanus in the Imperial bedroom.  There Stephanus produced a list of names and while the Emperor was reading it Stephanus suddenly produced the dagger hidden in his bandages and stabbed Domitian in the groin.

In an alcove in the bedroom a slave boy was attending to the household-gods, which was his usual evening duty, and it was he who later described the assassination, which he witnessed, in great detail.

As soon as the first blow was struck, the Emperor grappled with Stephanus and screamed at the boy to hand him the dagger which was kept under his pillow, and then run for help.  The boy did as he was told, but the dagger proved to have no blade and the door to the servants’ quarters was locked.

Domitian fell on top of Stephanus and they both rolled on the floor.   But another door to the bedroom was unlocked and suddenly opened, bringing more conspirators to the aid of Stephanus.  There were four of them: Clodianus, an officer; Maximus, who was a servant of the valet Parthenius; Satur, a palace official, and one of the Imperial gladiators.  With their daggers they stabbed Domitian to death.

The Emperor’s body was taken away on a litter by the public undertakers, who buried the common people, and cremated by his old nurse in her garden on the Latin Way.  She was one of the few who mourned Domitian; the rest of Rome went wild with joy.

Or did they?  I mean, who wrote the history?

~~ Dr TV Boogie

Domitian Bust in Esoteria

 

 

Copernicus, the Flat Earth, and You.

Today, let's talk about Nicolas Copernicus. He was born in Prussia on January 19th, 1472.  Some stories say he was born a fortunate son from a wealthy family, other stories say he was a regular guy like you and me.  Whatever the case, this guy studied philosophy and medicine at Cracow University, but as history has proven, his heart wasn't in his studies there and so after receiving a doctorate in medicine, he moved to Italy to meet the most famous astronomer of the day, Regiomontanus, who was the guy who figured out how to use the moon for navigating a ship, which was probably common knowledge in the day, but Regiomontanus was the first guy to get a hold of newly invented Gutenberg printer, and so printed his works before the others knew what hit them -- kind of like what Steve Jobs and Bill Gates did to IBM in the early days of Computing, but I digress.  

After spending some deep conversations with Regiomontanus, Copernicus moved back to Prussia and devoted himself to the study of astronomy where he observed, compared, and capitulated, until finally, creating his Copernican system, which was written in six volumes and would become known as “On the Revolutions of the Celestial Spheres,” which explained how the Earth and other planets rotated around the Sun. 

Yes, the Earth wasn’t flat like the political/religious flakes of the day were saying.  No, and Copernicus had the math to prove it, or well,  some very cool drawings.  Now, Copernicus' mom didn't raise too many fools in the family, and so Copernicus, Coper-spiciously, went underground with his book, that is to say, kept it esoteric and only showed it to like-minded progressives for fear he would be, well, castrated, and then beheaded by the religious leaders of the day.  That's for real, look it up, those bastards didn't mess around when it came to blasphemous freethinkers not toting the line, kind of like not kneeling down, or wait, kneeling down today at an American Football game at the wrong time, if you know what I mean; you see Copernicus was the Kaepernick of his day, and so walked around showing his book in secret, until finally, after nine years, he was convinced to publish it by a good friend -- probably over a few too many drinks I'm guessing -- and so he did, and to cover his ass, he dedicate it to Pope Paul III, which was a smooth move because the guys running the printing presses thought they were printing a book approved by Pope Paul III, which in the end didn't matter because Copernicus was struck down with a bad case of dysentery, yes, diarrhea, which was no laughing matter in 1543 because it led to a stroke, and so as they showed Copernicus his freshly printed book, all he could do was smile, and die.  That was May 24th, 1543.  And if you read that date esoterically, you have 5-4-3-2-1 blastoff, the modern world is here.

Now, the Copernican model which predicted the planetary positions as they really are today, would be verified in the future by braniacs such as Galileo Galilei, who, after reading Copernican's book and looking at the stars in the sky with a telescope, had had enough of the pretending shit and so said out loud what everyone knew in their minds, which of course, landed Galileo in a jail for the rest of his life, and so now when you visit a friend in jail, you can say, "Historically, you are keeping good company."

Finally, what Copenicus had theorized, wasn't original, in early Hindu text, according to Markanday and Srivatsava, the earth was of a spherical shape. Then there was Aristarchus of Samos, the ancient Greek astronomer who in 220 BCE presented the first know heliocentric model that placed the Sun at the center of the known universe, who it is believed got his idea from Anaxagoras who in 428 BCE, thought the same thing out loud and was charged with impiety and forced into exile to spend the rest of his life alone in a gave, without a TV.  Conversely, Aristotle and Pythagoras had suggested the earth was round in a few of their lectures, and still, to say it out loud, got you in trouble with the god police. 

Finally, in closing, let's not forget that as Copernicus was walking around town in Italy around 1490, you can bet that another Italian, sir Christopher Columbus, was listening, they may even have had a few conversations over a few beers, I can hear their conversation now:

Copernicus:  "You see Christopher, you can sail your ship out west as far as you like and you will not fall of the Earth, because the Earth isn't flat."

Columbus: "No shit, every sailor can see the Earth is not flat, you see the house and mountain rises from top to bottom as you approach a city.  If the Earth flat, you would see it all at once.  Please don't tell the Queen, I'm working a deal with her." 

So, Copernicus, Galileo, and Christopher Columbus, each knew the Earth was round, and you should too. 

~~ Dr TV Boogie

 

 

Tom Brady and Gesele the Witch.

The opening week of football, hurray, autumn is coming and soon, as our ancient ancestor knew, the veil between the heavens and earth will be thin and spirits from the other-side will be close at hand.  Yes, the witching season, and speaking of witch -- pun intended, did you see that Tom Brady has retired from football after twenty-three seasons and seven Super Bowl wins; yes, the greatest quarterback to ever play the game of American Football, which is why he is called the G.O.A.T (Greatest Of All Time) -- not to be confused with Baphomat, the Sabbatic Goat worshiped by the Knights Templar, or is he?... Seems some think so. 

That's right, conservative radio host Rick Wiles -- and many other Christian talk guys and girls -- are saying the former wife of Brady, Gisele Bundchen, is a witch, and after reading today's blogpost, don't be surprised to find out you are too. 

The conservative talk guy, Rick Wiles, says:

“It’s obvious Tom Brady has no spiritual discernment at all. It’s obvious that he’s spiritually lost. He’s being led through life by a witch. He thinks it’s cute. He thinks it’s — pardon the pun — charming. And he thinks it works, because he keeps winning.”

Wiles goes on to say the country as a whole is embracing Satan and “crazy juice,” instead of God and the Bible.  

Okay, so let's see why Wiles calls Gesele, the former Super Model, a witch.  

The Married to a Witch accusation seems to have begun when Brady the GOAT said in an interview:

"I've learned a lot from my wife over the years. She's so about the power of intention, and believing things that are really going to happen and she always makes a little altar for me at the game, because she just wills it so much. So she put together a little altar for me that I could bring with pictures of my kids."

Okay, the "altar" thing is the catch phrase I am assuming caused Conservative Talk Guy to say, "Brady is being led through life by a witch."

And, well, he might be right, and if he is, so what? What's wrong with being a witch?  Since when is that a bad thing?  

The witch in question, Gisele Bündchen, met Tom Brady the GOAT in December 2006—a year after breaking up with Leonardo DiCaprio— Gisele and the GOAT were set up on a “blind date” by their mutual friend Ed Razek, the former CMO of Victoria’s Secret’s parent company and much-criticized mastermind of its Angels. The minute Bündchen laid eyes on Brady at West Village wine bar Turks & Frogs, “I knew right away,” she told this magazine in 2009. 

At this time Brady the GOAT had only won three Super Bowls and could have retired with the same accolades as other Hall of Fame quarterbacks such as Troy Aikman, Terry Bradshall, and Joe Montana.  Three Super Bowls wins as a quarterback gets you in every time.  But after hooking up with Gisele, Brady was just getting started, in the year they married he threw an unprecedented 50 touchdown passes and led New England to the first 16–0 regular season in history.  Then he went on to be in seven more Super Bowls, and win four more.

In a 2019 Vanity Fair interview article, Gisele gives her side of the story. She tells us how she energizes her home with solar power, grows her own food, does yoga, meditates, has rescue dogs, believes in guardian angels, has tarot cards, and most damning of all, burns incense on an altar.  

The article goes on to state how Gisele used to believe in fairy tales, but not anymore. “No one is going to come save you,” Bündchen says. “Never give your power away to nobody. This is your life. This is your movie. You are the director on it. If you want to call me a witch because I love astrology, I love crystals, I pray, I believe in the power of nature, then go ahead.”

Yes friends, Gisele is a witch, and well, so are we.

 

Even Bozo says: "I'm a witch boys and girls!"

 

~~ Eso Terry