We try on our blog to draw connections for you between the things you see in the news and the reality behind those events, many many of which can be traced to activities of “The Family” including the Travelers and the Illuminati, all of which are headed by a “woman” who goes by “Bea” (aka Anna, Psyche or Nymph), and her “eternal husband” Kodiak (aka Bill, Robert or Jim), usually with a reference to Martians, outer space or magic thrown in their aliases somewhere (example: “Jimmy Comet” (Kodiak) and “Marina Abramovic” (Bea)).
We are taking a brief hiatus from drawing these connections (Bea is torturing Hera with clamps on her brain this past week which look like Homer’s onion “hair” in this pict),
and is in actuality depicted by Bea herself in her Rush album cover Hemispheres featuring a “Get,” which is a magical evil wizard (in top hat and cane below) known by Illuminati and Travelers alike, here using his evil magic to split apart the brain’s hemispheres, which Bea does as torture and accomplishes with “invisible clamps”:
The naked guy dancing on the brain in the above image also is a true depiction. We’ve explained before that Bea has advanced miniaturization technology and miniaturizes human beings and puts them inside Hera’s skull, inside the crevices she creates between hemispheres using the clamps. These people are alive and terrified of where they are when this is happening. Usually this also is a death sentence for anyone who is miniaturized because the process cannot be reversed without breaking every bone in the body. It is horrific torture for everyone targeted in this way. And no unfortunately we are not joking and this is occurring. Bea also mocks her torture practice in the movie Honey, I Shrunk the Kids. Kodiak mocks it as a test pilot in the movie Innerspace.
But we meant to start this post on a lighter note. With the Holidays near, we thought you might enjoy (as we did) this blogger’s attempt to find the hidden meaning in everyday things.
I wasn’t planning to write about Bob Dylan and his Christmas lights again this holiday season, but the events of 2016 left me little choice. In a year that took both David Bowie and Leonard Cohen and left Donald Trump in their place, it was impossible to ignore the fact that the world was in desperate need of timely reflections from Dylan, this year’s recipient of the Nobel Prize in Literature. So I took it upon myself to have another look at his deceptively simple, seemingly scattershot annual Christmas display, which continues to be the single most reliable direct channel to the great man’s extraordinarily verbal unconscious.
This year, the messages in the LED display are his most complex and detailed yet.
Let’s begin with an overview: As we have seen in previous years, Dylan’s approach to Christmas lights remains eerily similar to his approach to songwriting, in that any surface impression is only the beginning. A closer examination reveals that the 2016 display is meant to be divided into three important sections, each deserving of a separate analysis.
On the far left, we see Section One, in which Dylan reveals his thoughts about the texture of 2016 in its earliest stages, when the year was still in its infancy.
Predictably, it begins (lower left) by marking a low point, the deaths of three popular figures in rock ‘n’ roll: Paul Kanter, Glenn Frey, and David Bowie. But from there, the arc reaches upward, offering a cautious optimism, not unlike bubbles in champagne rising in a toast to a better future. In Section One, we see life collide with the forces of the national election. But then, suddenly, just past the midpoint, the light-line makes a dramatic dip downward.
This is no mere lack of ability to hang a string of lights, as it may first appear. Rather, Dylan has created, in the midst of his annual report, a very clear and prominent N.
The Nobel Committee need look no further than this centerpiece of Dylan’s 2016 Christmas decorations for a surprisingly blunt X-ray of his decision to not attend its ceremony. Why did he show up and give a speech when inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame? The committee might ask. Why was he in attendance at so many Grammys? The answers are all right here in red, white, and green, subdivided into 21 distinct points that begin in the lower left-hand corner of the “N” and continue to its uppermost right-hand corner. I have given each a number, from one to 21, to make them easier to follow.
In an average year, we would be grateful for the meticulous nature of the data recorded within this “N” and would gladly expect nothing more. But 2016 has shown itself to be anything but an average year. Thus did Dylan continue on, offering a third distinct section in which he addresses some of the events post-election.
Always a man in tune with his moment, 2016 may eventually be remembered as the year that Bob Dylan discovered emojis. There are also signs, in this section, indicating a familiarity with texting, as we see in the abbreviated “S”—as if to say, “srsly?”—after the passing of Leonard Cohen is marked.
We end on a final LED Christmas afterthought, which appears in an area farther down the driveway, one usually not subject to analysis out of respect for privacy. But this year it too reveals something of relevance.
It can be no coincidence that the extreme bell curve in this lighting arrangement mirrors so exactly the line graph found on a chart that explains the age range of previous recipients of the Nobel prize. Now that he is 75, Dylan apparently takes great pride in being a member of the demographic that is statistically least likely to win the award.
And with this modest cryptic boast, he offers us all a bit of hope for the holidays and the future.
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