Wheat was one of the worst performing commodities over the first half of 2014.

This is hugely surprising as much of North America is in extreme drought and Ukraine is a major exporter of wheat to Europe. Nevertheless, the International Grain Council says we could be looking at the largest supply in 15 years. Of course, if you want to learn just how useful commodity industry bodies are then just spend ninety seconds googling OPEC. My guess is that we are witnessing yet more market manipulation intended to keep inflation down so more money can be printed and given to banks. (Although there is only so much time that particular balloon can be held underwater.)

And so we come once more to what is confidently the silliest ‘seasonal festival’ of the pagan wheel of the year, Lammas. It is the Academy Award seat filler of the magical calendar.

We will not be talking about the ethics of celebrating an agricultural festival given our revised understanding of the impact farming had on human history because we covered that more than three years ago. Wikipaedophile tells us that English peasants were bound to bring their first harvest of wheat to their lords before the first of August. So it doesn’t take too much imagination to realise what is actually being harvested. We were. We are.

There was always more than one harvest but now that we are at Peak Everything then there is actually only one.

Reap what you sow

Two separate people asked me about the impact of hidden technology on the emerging-and-unavoidable rebalancing of global resources via a state of continuous war. It’s actually so important that I almost put it in the last post.

Check this out:

That is a completely silent object witnessed over Kansas earlier this year performing complete 180s. It’s also quite clearly the great-grandaughter of the B-2, not little green men. So it’ one of ours.

Where is that phasing coming back from/going to? You think it’s getting there with coal power?

Returning to the question to do with suppressed technology and specifically over-unity energy, I am 99.5% sure it exists now and 50% sure it has been around for at least forty years. Below are some photos from the recent Secret Space Programme Conference Flickr account. I didn’t watch it or attend for a variety of reasons but they paint a tantalising picture of what a lot of all that spook money has been doing since the middle of the twentieth century.

The shadow state is certainly reaping the whirlwinds it has sown with our tax seeds. Lammas must be a very different affair in the Raytheon boardroom.

So wouldn’t the release of over-unity energy free us from the zero sum resources game and thus leave Eurasia to heal itself after being fucked with the strap-on from Se7en for the last fifty years? Yes it would. The common, ill-considered answer is that ‘they’ don’t want to do this because ‘they’ are making so much money from the hydrocarbon industry.

Yeah, maybe. But ‘they’ always make money. Resistance is coming from a few places. Firstly, governments, whose hydrocarbon taxation revenue is the backbone of state spending (it is also extremely predictable and largely impossible to evade). Secondly, from the financial sector as the US dollar, no longer backed by gold, is backed by a pseudo-standard of oil. Thirdly, from a military perspective, you end up with the ‘dreadnought paradox’: once you release game-changing military technology, you reset the arms race to zero and lose all accrued advantage. (This is why it is still illegal to use mustard gas under UN Convention, but no mention is made of directed energy weapons which are now available on arms dealers’ websites.) The West has certainly gone completely rogue these last three decades but ask yourself seriously whether you want to reset the superweapon clock in today’s world of everyone having multiple enemies… particularly when so many of them are divided along religious lines that make them all less amenable to negotiation.

The final reason is grim and seems to be missed in all conversations I am involved in because it is just so hard for non-psychopaths to think like a Rockefeller.

This is world population growth since the industrial revolution and widespread availability of hydrocarbon energy.

Lest you think the impact of this comes from anything but an agricultural and economic system based in hydrocarbons, let’s look at the population growth from the second half of the twentieth century, when the developing world started to get electricity, gasoline and running water.

You think the Saudis and the Bushes and the Rockefellers and the Windsors want to turn that dial up to infinity. Do you? What is the agricultural equivalent of free energy? What do you harvest to feed thirty billion people?

For the people who presume to run the world, there are all together too many of us. Why would they triple the number of serfs when they want to cap the total number of earth employees at half a billion?

And ebola makes four

So we have the actual plague breaking out in Colorado and in Chinese cities (that are subsequently completely quarantined). And now we also have the longest, deadliest run of ebola showing up in Africa’s most populous city… one that has dozens of flights every day to every corner of the earth.

Well, that’s pretty much right on schedule, isn’t it?

As seems to be the case so often, one of my personal favourite posts on this blog rolled by everyone like a tumbleweed. That’s fine. Thanks to my birthday I have Sirius as a patron star and the Dog Days as my Ramadan. It might be more my stuff.

The Dog Days were historically a time of sickness, of plague. the saints whose holy days fall into this corner of the sky are all mythic healers. Saint Guinefort and Saint Roch compound the symbolism with their dog iconography. From Saint Anne who is clearly the theoitokos, Saint Pantaleon who is a physician and an off-brand St Cyprian trained in healing by Hermes… the calendar is littered with remnants that late July to late August are associated with cosmic illness and plague.

What else would we expect to happen at this time in this most haunted of years?

Demeter in chains

Back to Lammas, then.

The most profound effect of discovering that Jesus had no physical existence is that an entire corpus of mystery tech has been lifted up to utility and profundity right before me. It’s like there has been a European form of hoodoo gnosticism in front of us the whole time, just waiting for the liberating key of archaeological evidence to open the doors to True Myth.

Suddenly you have this whole (deliberate choice of words) constellation of myths that represent a continuous, unbroken current stretching back into Classical Europe and beyond. In all but a few cases, these do not constitute an intentional concealment for posterity… there was no putting of baby superman into the final spaceship and shooting him off into the future. (With the likely exception of the Hermetica.) Rather I think that viewing mythology in the light of archaeological analysis is the closest we are going to get to approximating how our ancestors saw and experienced myth… because clearly it was a more sophisticated relationship. Chasing after that may well represent the only ‘true’ reconstructionism.

Lammas, being about the life cycle of grain, is clearly associated with Demeter and thus the sacrifice/underworld journey. There is every chance this awareness lasted a lot longer than we may realise. From the wikipaedophile page, here is a quote from Shakespeare about Juliet: “Come Lammas Eve at night she be fourteen.” So she was born before the harvest, could not reap what she had sown and was ultimately sacrificed (in pursuit of love, no less).

Lammas is also the Feast of Saint Peter in Chains.

Sure, it’s not Demeter’s best likeness, but consider it in its component parts.

These people never physically existed, these events never happened and thus they are Teaching Myths experienced in the eternal now.

Peter is trapped ‘in prison’ by King Herod.

An angel appears to Peter -who is effectively Hermes, by the way- and tells him to leave.

His chains fall off him, the doors to ‘the prison’ miraculously open and he follows the angel out into the ‘Holy City’, Jerusalem.

The angel vanishes, Peter realises it isn’t a vision and goes to the house of The Mother Mary.

Mary. The servant girl who answers the door is so overjoyed to see him, she accidentally shuts the door before he has entered.

Eventually, he is let in and describes how the Lord has brought him out of prison.

This is patently a gnostic typology of Christ’s resurrection, with prison standing in for the earthly realm, Jerusalem our ‘cosmic’ home, the house of the mother being the afterlife and the secret of his eternality being ‘the Lord’. It is highly significant that much of the Book of Acts deals with Jesus’s disciples following in his footsteps, ie transforming themselves under similar means.

But here, on ‘loaf mass’, you have the same themes of imprisonment by an evil ruler/in the underworld, the removal of shackles and a restoration of the complete form… you have the underworld journey as agricultural life cycle allegory.

Who did this? Did someone sit down and plan out a divine word jumble? Hardly. It pieces itself together in the way of some people spinning somewhere. London’s Church of Saint Peter in Chains is not only a royal peculiar attached to a famous royal prison (amusing given ‘King’ Herod), it is also the resting place of Saint Thomas More, who not only wrote Utopia -about his own floating Jerusalem, effectively- but also became an initiate of the Cult of the Head by losing his in service to his God. (As well as Anne Boleyn, who has a bit of Persephone about her.)

Reaping what you sow is not just a clumsy farming metaphor for doing what you are told, it encodes all manner of entheogenic, archaic, esoteric interpretations.

I’m terribly struck by all of this. The alignment of the feast day with Lammas does not represent one of those ‘oh, the Christians couldn’t stop the pagans doing their thing so they just plopped a church on it’ bulllshiteries. In fact, it’s unlikely very many of them fall into such reductive categorisation anyway. This is not some local goddess of a natural spring getting a ‘saint’ put in front of her name. This is proper Mystery Tradition stuff. This is ‘hidden in plain sight’.

This is harvesting more than one thing. Enjoy your sacred carbs, kids.