The winner of this year' Miss Universe is R'Bonney Gabriel from Texas. If her costume references the moon, so does her surname. Kabbalah associates Gabriel with the sepirot Yesod. Donna Woodwell writes:
'As Michael (Sun) sits at the right hand of God, Gabriel (Moon) sits on the left. The Kabbalah associated Gabriel with the sephirot Yesod, which was also associated with the Moon.
An angel of deep compassion, Gabriel is an angel of revelation, communication, good tidings, new beginnings, motherhood and childbirth. Requests to Gabriel for aid are most appropriate on Mondays, the Moon's day.'
Note the connection with motherhood and childbirth and the nine month gap between the pageant and the eclipse. Both incidentally, take place on a Saturday rather than a Monday, Cassiel or Saturn's day.
Given that this beauty competition is closely synced to the eclipse, the roots of the term pageant are worth examining:
pageant (n.)
late 14c., pagent, "a play in a cycle of mystery plays," from Medieval Latin pagina, a word of uncertain origin, perhaps from Latin pagina "page of a book" (see page (n.1)) on notion of "manuscript" of a play.
https://www.etymonline.com/word/pageant
Are some of these events are fulfilling the same purpose as the mystery plays of old? Wikipedia's entry on Theurgy quotes Edmonds and Radcliffe:
'Theurgy (/ˈθiːɜːrdʒi/; from Greek θεουργία theourgía), also known as divine magic, is one of two major branches of the magical arts,[1] the other being practical magic or thaumaturgy.[2][3] Theurgy describes the ritual practices associated with the invocation or evocation of the presence of one or more deities (also called "godforms"), especially with the goal of achieving henosis (uniting with the divine) and perfecting oneself.[4
Identifying oneself with a spirit or other entity would fall under invocation. It's perhaps of interest given the Moon references within the Miss Universe competition that one of the more well known examples of a ritual invocation is the Drawing of the Moon. Margot Adler quoted from that same Wiki article writes:
'...in this ritual, one of the most serious and beautiful in the modern Craft, the priest invokes into the priestess (or, depending on your point of view, she evokes from within herself) the Goddess or Triple Goddess, symbolized by the phases of the moon. She is known by a thousand names, and among them were those I had used as a child. In some Craft rituals the priestess goes into a trance and speaks; in other traditions the ritual is a more formal dramatic dialogue, often of intense beauty, in which, again, the priestess speaks, taking the role of the Goddess. In both instances, the priestess functions as the Goddess incarnate, within the circle.'
Unfortunately there's no source cited for this entry:
'In modern traditions, some solitary Wiccans also perform the ritual, usually within a circle and performed under the light of a full Moon. The solitary will stand in the Goddess Pose (both arms held high, palms up, body and arms forming a 'Y') and recite a charge, or chant.['
Netflix's Barbecue Showdown has had two seasons so far.
ReplyDeleteIn both seasons, the contestants representing the Sun, Moon, and Mars made it to the final episode, and Mars won the contest.
What has a gestation period of 77 years?
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Babalon
My guess is that the event this was presaging already came and went 7 days before the eclipse.
The Miss Universe pageant has also been accused of having been rigged.
The mermaid costume of Brazil could be a representation of an "abomination" since they're chimeric.
ReplyDeletehttps://www.reddit.com/r/OccultConspiracy/comments/zfkni8/aleister_crowley_reveals_that_horus_is_baphomet/
2023 is 7 years after the election year of 2016, when Don and Hil were symbolically wed in the public consciousness. She has been rumored to be Babalon, and he's a representation of Chaos, Babalon's husband.
ReplyDeleteHer "child" or pet project seemed to have been a war with Iran. It's not hard to see how that could come out of current events.
"Ironically," the attack has been said by some to have been a response to the Abraham Accords. Which would make it Don's baby as much as Hil's.
DeleteJust like the flubbed Afghanistan withdrawal was initiated by Don. Isn't it "funny" when so many "mistakes" all point in the same direction over time?
'The Babalon Working was a series of magic ceremonies or rituals performed from January to March 1946 by author, pioneer rocket-fuel scientist and occultist Jack Parsons and Scientology founder L. Ron Hubbard.[16] This ritual was essentially designed to manifest an individual incarnation of Babalon. The project was based on the ideas of Aleister Crowley, and his description of a similar project in his 1917 novel Moonchild.[17]'
DeleteThis happened on the day of Trump's birth: https://www.timeanddate.com/eclipse/lunar/1946-june-14
Also, Babalon is: BABALON, as the Great Mother, represents MATTER, a word which is derived from the Latin word for Mother. She is the physical mother of each of us, the one who provided us with material flesh to clothe our naked spirits; She is the Archetypal Mother, the Great Yoni, the Womb of all that lives through the flowing of Blood; She is the Great Sea, the Divine Blood itself which cloaks the World and which courses through our veins; and She is Mother Earth, the Womb of All Life that we know.[
DeleteBarbie is a material girl. At the end of the movie she has somehow become fertilised and ready to bear life.
Hi. It's been awhile.
ReplyDeleteJourneyman, I'm sorry. Since I've known you I've thought you are a wonderful sort of a person. I looked forward to seeing your posts. I thought nice things about you and vaguely hoped you were doing well. How you may have been feeling was never really a concern, though, because even though I remembered feelings enough to tell other people the way to solve their problems was to feel their feelings and learn to tolerate them, somehow I never found time to put it into practice myself, beyond the tiny little bit I could stand in short intervals here and there. It wasn't enough, and I knew it, but I didn't change anything. I didn't care much any more.
ReplyDeleteInstead of looking at my own issues, I started looking at other people's. And then looking for them. And then focusing on them to try to help those people, even though I couldn't help myself. And then getting mad when those people didn't seem to want to listen, or even worse feeling sad when someone took my advice and it didn't go well. But not too sad, because they obviously "didn't do it right."
After the results of that piled up I started to feel like the best thing I could do, if I really cared about someone, was to get as far away from them as possible.
By the time I met you online, I was stuck. And you were so nice. You never had a bad thing to say about anyone. You were subtle, and perceptive, and I still thought I was probably smarter than you, but you had a different perspective I liked being around. But not enough to really try to understand that perspective.
At no one point did I ever really put in an effort to see things from your point of view. I tried to a few times, but it hurt my feelings. Envy got in the way. Because "obviously" you'd never had to deal with the things I had. It didn't seem fair that someone who hadn't been through the very worst of what life had to offer should get to benefit in any way from the things we were looking at.
But, you know, instead of looking at that feeling I had I just ignored it and kept going. Which meant every time I talked to you it was there. All of it. The envy and the old patterning and a desperate longing to fix everything somehow. 'Cause, you know, it was the world keeping me down, and I had to fix it so I'd finally have the space to work on my own stuff.
I didn't see you as a person. I saw you as a part of the world. The same one I had to fix so I could finally get around to fixing myself. The thing is, though, you seemed fine. Not only was I envious of your seeming innocence, I wanted to protect you. From that big, bad world outside. The one you were part of.
DeleteAll this to say I was wrong. And I am very, very sorry. I turned into the thing I wanted to "save" you from. I started out nice, got mean, and took off. And that is just about exactly what made me so wretched over the years, people doing the same thing to me. And then I did it to you. Because I liked you. And I wanted you to be happy. So I was dismissive, overbearing, tried to lowkey act superior, undermined you, and generally thought of you more like a child than a peer or, god forbid, a teacher. That is, when I wasn't actively competing with you.
That's right, competing. I felt like I had to show you how much better at everything I was than you, so you'd take me seriously and do things how I wanted you to. I don't even know what that would have been, just anything that let you express your beautiful heart and mind without hurting my feelings. But of course my feelings had to come first. And I didn't really know anything about your heart or mind, other than that I wanted them.
Which is stupid, because they were already out there for the taking. If I could have just slowed down enough to actually bring myself to really think about and contemplate what you were saying, beyond the kind of superficial mental aspect, I might have seen sooner that you weren't just a shiny new toy to play with, you're a real person with real feelings. You weren't an emblem of pampered privilege preparing to run amok on the backs of poor, pitiful piss ants like myself, you were just trying to figure things out. And you didn't seem to despise so much of the world like I did - just one of the things I could, perhaps, have learned from you if I hadn't been so self centered.
It wasn't very nice of me to behave the way I did. I never meant to hurt your feelings or make you feel bad. Except for when I did. One time I did mean to hurt your feelings. You were talking about trying a new look, and I made fun of you for it. I gave bad advice to make you see how stupid what you wanted to try was, or rather, to make you feel like it was as stupid as I did at the time. I prioritized alleviating my own discomfort over your ability to live your own life on your own terms.
Throughout it all I thought I really just wanted to be your friend. But as you see, I wasn’t friend material. I drove myself crazy, going in circles and then used being crazy as an excuse to continue the bad behavior. Cause, you know, “if you listen to crazy people then you get what you deserve.” But nobody deserves to be treated so poorly.
DeletePart of me thinks this whole message is just another exercise in self indulgence. Because you’ve never needed me for anything. I just told myself you did so I could feel justified in continuing doing things the way I was. I do hope you can forgive me for all this, including this long missive here. But I don’t think there’s anything to forgive because you’re probably doing just fine. Because you’re you. So this is back to self indulgence again. But in case something I’ve said (or not said) has actually hurt your feelings at any time, I’m sorry. And I really am sorry for leaving this long message instead of pruning it down to something nicer. I just feel like it needs to be said right now. I could spend years trying to polish it into something that feels worth presenting to you. And in the meantime, time goes on and it becomes irrelevant.
I hope you’re healthy and happy, and living life on your own terms. I hope you’re doing the things you want to be doing, whatever they might be. I don’t even know if you still go online, but if you do see this message I hope it has something in it for you, and I haven’t just wasted more of your time.