She begins to exhibit her fractured online presence by showing you everything from nice photos and silly comics to a sometimes morose blog, tweeting randomly at you as you pass.

Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Tweaks by meself.




The Amazing Connections Between the Inca and Egyptian Cultures 

"The ancient Egyptians (in Africa) and the ancient pre-Incas/Incas (in South America) evolved on opposite sides of the globe and were never in contact.

Yet, both cultures mysteriously possessed the same strikingly identical body of ancient art, architecture, symbolism, mythology and religion.

The Victorian era scholars, faced with this enigma, concluded that both cultures must have been children of the same Golden Age parent civilization, “Atlantis.”

Today, Egyptian/Inca parallels are not only being ignored by American and Western scholars, they’re being suppressed.

Many baffling and unsolved similarities link the ancient Egyptians and the ancient pre-Incas/Incas ― even though both cultures evolved on opposite sides of the planet, separated by oceans” Read More

"BOTH THE ANCIENT EGYPTIANS AND INCAS / PRE-INCAS…used solar symbolism as a definitive part of their religion, which was identical. In Egypt the solar deity was Ra, in Peru the solar deity was Inti. In both cultures, you are the solar deity; the sun is a symbol of you, of your soul. You are a sol. You are an eternal divine sun. You have voluntarily Incarnated in matter, but now have amnesia of your true spiritual Self, you’ve lost your way home…
used the “animal on the forehead motif” to evoke the power of the Third Eye. Both cultures understood that we can create a trancelike state where we “awaken” our so-called “Mind’s Eye,” “Inner Eye,” or “Third Eye,” a symbol of spiritual illumination thought of as existing near the forehead above and between the two eyes―exactly where the animal is placed in the image above.”

This whole thing has my inner Atlantean flipping out in delight but damn I apparently went to the Incan school of drawing faces.  I love it.

Calcification (n.)


A changing into lime.

The deposition of lime or insoluble salts of calcium and magnesium, as in a tissue.

A soil process in which the surface soil is supplied with calcium in such a way that the soil colloids are always close to saturation.

A hardening or solidifying; rigidity.


This is canon.

Let’s just air-pole dance everytime someone tries to tell us to take it easy.


This is canon.

Let’s just air-pole dance everytime someone tries to tell us to take it easy.



you know, it’s been 23 years and I’m still not over this.

Freddie was dying. He knew he was dying. They all did.  They knew this was their last album together.  They knew this was their last single.   And it’s not a victory…but it sure as fuck isn’t a defeat.

It was cruel and it was pointless and vicious, the disease that was unworthy to take Freddie’s life…but to some extent, as much as he was able, as they were all able…they chose how they went out and ended the journey together.

I mean the song in and of itself is bad enough, but he wrote this, and he sang this knowing this was it.  This was the end.  Hell, when they recorded this track for Innuendo, he was that ill he couldn’t even walk. The other members weren’t even sure he could still sing.  But he went in there and jesus fuck he tore it apart.   (he actually slammed a shot of vodka, said “I’ll fucking do it, darling!” and recorded it in one take)   Shooting a clip for the song was out of the question.  So they did this instead.   A showcase of all they had done together across the past 21 years.  They turned it into a farewell, a celebration, not a dirge.

If you can watch this knowing that without tearing up in the slightest you have no fucking soul whatsoever

1. I’m gonna reserve judgement on other people’s souls, but I will say that maybe I should stop trying to explain being a teenager and young adult in the age of AIDS and just send people this post.

2. Also, this is worth watching if you’re a Moulin Rouge fan and haven’t grokked the the queer sensibility of that film (and all of Luhrmann’s work, rally) that translates this type of narrative into something the non-queer (or much younger) world may have missed while also still being 100% “I know that you know what this is really about” for those that didn’t miss it.


Pretty sure outside of the shirt that says GENE, I nailed this depiction of the lead singer of KISS.

Pretty sure outside of the shirt that says GENE, I nailed this depiction of the lead singer of KISS.


The Downward Spiral was released 19 years ago today. This mini-documentary chronicles the making of the “Closer" video, with commentary from director Mark Romanek.

Buy The Downward Spiral: Deluxe Edition on CD/digital

Damn near 1am, still outside, noticed all the neighbors lights had gone off, radio come up with a new Nine Inch Nails song.  Never heard anything like THAT before.

That was 20 years ago.

Movie Shmoovie: Now I see everything omg wtf don’t

The flashy magic caper Now You See Me was one of those movies I wanted to see from the instant Morgan Freeman nodded off during the press junket.

Morgan Freeman.  Michael Caine.  Had Batman been involved it would be the recipe for a sure favorite of mine.  And I do love me a caper.

HoweverIWasn’tExpectingThatFacebookGuyTORattleOffAllHisLinesSoFastThatMyBrainWouldBeExhaustedWithinTheFirstTenMinutes AND OH GOD THE SPINNING!  The cameraman was a sugared-up nine-year-old!  DAMMIT I MISSED MY CALLING.

Be the end of the film my psyche had been fractured into many glittery fragments I just gave up, okay, people were flying around and there’ll probably be another.  It’s good I’m seeing a brain doctor next week ‘cause I guess I want to see that when it comes along.

Who am I?