Cloning Of Winners

There was this horse once, you know... It was called Shergar. And it was one of the most wondrous racehorses ever. The IRA took it and, according to all the official accounts, both of what was left of the IRA itself and the Irish police department, Shergar was killed and its body burned and buried somewhere in Ireland -  and no trace of it has ever been found.

Shergar wins the Epsom by a record margin in a canter

I suppose one of the greatest surprises of Ed Snowden's expose thus far, is that there has been nothing related to any of the more 'out there' covert programs that are supposed - by the usual speculators - to be in active operation. Sure his work is mainly to do with meta data, but within that framework there have still been able to be some military or strategic political programs exposed too - such as the Five Eyes spying agreement with the governments of New Zealand, Australia, Singapore, and the United Kingdom. 

But no aliens, flying saucers, or any of that other usual 'out there/X file' stuff.

No cloning stuff...

lol.

Me personally? On one level, when I think Shergar, I think muslims. And cloning.

Of course, when I think Saudi's, I think London, and even Hatton Garden... And wherever that leads back to. 

Funny thing about horse racing - when you see the evidence of past performances, in hindsight, it should have been a 'certainty' that 'such-and-such' a horse wins this or that big race. But it never is beforehand because gamblers - people on the outside looking in - can never believe what is right in front of their own eyes. People want evidence. But then they also have a floating view of what evidence really is and once they actually have evidence or proof, let's say, what they want next is money as an entitlement to bet on the certainty; in other words, they are on the inside and still they want to be on another 'inside' further along yet again. The 'inside,' is a never-ending horizon. 

But that is still only viewing things from the 'outsider's perspective.' 

Carlyle Group backed Obama. 

And the Carlyle Group, is the inside. Or part of the inside.

When you already have everything,
you get cut flowers!

The question is, how far ahead of popular knowledge, is the inside, and how much absolute control, is the inside elite actually wielding...? Well, it's absolute, isn't it?

They already have absolute political power and they are the inside. So how much further inside then, do they feel they want to go to next?

The question is, what are they planning next - as the next objective? Not, what are they doing now.

People want evidence and proof but they already have a track record to go on.

The Dionysus Statistic

Croesus knew the stories about King Midas and how he bathed for a long time in the river Pactolus to wash off his 'power' of turning everything to gold. As a thinking person, he must have realized that where there was smoke there may be fire, and, investigating, he found that the river in question was full of electrum, the volcanic alloy of silver and gold. And more than that too, evidently, he also was a believer in innovation and technology - such as it was back then - and utilized new ideas about separating gold from silver and other metals in the naturally-occurring alloys in order to make a very well-respected currency. This coin, called the stater, or standard, was actually made of less gold than other similar coins, but of a much higher purity.

A touch of gold, but only a touch,
and not too much!

It cost about 1/2 an ounce of gold per month to pay the salary of a soldier, and Croesus was able to preserve his power and position because of his ability to earn seigneurage on the money that he minted, and thus pay for a lot of soldiers.

Eventually though, his wealth attracted the attention of the lunatic Cyrus 'the Great'(!), who tried to kill him, and by some accounts did kill him.

I think there are a couple of points still relevant to the modern era that may be taken from the Croesus/Midas/Dionysus fables or folkloric histories:

One, that it pays to go where there is a lot of electrum flowing, if you seek to have gold.

And secondly, it probably also pays to keep your wealth as quiet as is practical to do; and this is not a rare idea of course.

What we are confronted with today, is a somewhat new environment in which a lunatic form of government, has succeeded in drawing off massive amounts of currency from the normal internal domestic flows of money and trade, and so it is not so easy to locate any 'river Pactolus' of the modern time...

Turkey, famous for roses,
gold, and King Midas - who was also a rose grower

The god Dionysus, being, as he is hard to grab hold of and stick into a laboratory in order to discover if he exists or is just a figment of someone's imagination - is not necessarily the agency of miraculous incident that one ought to focus on primarily to find out what 'Midas' will be created next, and therefore into whose bathing stream we ought to wade.

The more complex, the more 'attention deficit,' the more hyperactive, the more buzzing, the world gets, seemingly, the more accidents happen - and the more too, humans seem to be in the pathways of hurricanes and things like that.

On the one hand, given the tsunamis, the hurricanes, the floods, the earthquakes, the storms, the fires, and the acts of terrorism and/or revolt, it is notable that virtually no important person has ever been killed in one of them - no one, say, like any particularly important country's leader, or a major banker or industrialist or financier, or some judges or leading counsel.

Dionysus in ecstasy,
a moment from handing out a miracle or two

But, being a thinking and a logical person, I would venture to suggest that it is only a matter of time. And then I think, there is a certain kind of human psychology about political leaders and despots and tyrants and things, that it would pay to understand about, because there is nothing so humorous - or profitable - as to watch when a book-maker (turf accountant/ odds quote-r) looks around with that expression of: 'I didn't organize that! What just happened!'

The Croesus Mindset

There is so much interpretation and re-interpretation of history nowadays, that it is virtually a waste of time doing things like suggesting: 'the TRUTH about so-and-so REALLY was...'

And besides, how is it possible to encapsulate someone's whole life into a few short phrases or sentences or even a book?

Better to look at a lesson from history, or a particular complex idea expressed by way of some particular incident out of history.

And so in this piece I'd like to just look at one or two simple things we know about the legendarily wealthy King Croesus of Lydia (Turkey, today). We know he got gold from the river Pactolus, in which by myth or legend before him, King Midas washed in order to rid himself of the problematic blessing from the god Dionysus, which was namely that everything he touched would turn into gold.

The gold coin of King Croesus -
what are those symbols?!

We know he used innovations of the time, to do with separating silver from gold by heating the mixtures with plain salt - and issued fairly pure gold coins.

And we know that he instituted a treasury inside the Delphic Oracle of the Pythia.

What is less commonly known is that although the main Oracular centers took in gifts, they also distributed them out as well...

In Dodona, where the sacred Oak grove was, that also issued oracular pronouncements, 'mysterious gifts wrapped in straw would arrive from the Hyperboreans." Now the Hyperboreans lived in a place virtually no one had ever been to, way up North where it was both snowy as well as permanently in sunlight, full of pleasant corn fields and where no one got old, et cetera, et etera.

Croesus was a master of trading and he instituted and supported trade centers in his main home cities of Sardis and Ephesus.

In Winter, the god Apollo left the Delphic Oracle and holidayed in Hyperborea, with the gifts left behind, those mysterious ones wrapped tightly in straw, left to pacify the Delpheans in his absence.

And what is this all about?

...My point is to do with Midas, though. And not so much to do with what Croesus did after he got his main wealth.

Who is this Midas, really, and what is the myth about him based on - is it psychological, or magical and unreal; a fantasy of the human social mind?

Croesus, the Richest King Part 1

So... Following on from the last item here...

The basic idea is that behind virtually every obvious, open, public symbol of some important cultural - especially cultural - belief, is the form of the idea or belief that makes actual sense and functions in reality.

Why this is so is sometimes due to a malicious intent by groups of people, or a leader or ruler of people, to hide his own shortcomings and to mask the ways of unseating him.

In our present times, it is possible to think of it as somewhat similar to a program virus - something not for the benefit of the recipient at all. It is possible to think about social and political and even economic processes and 'topography' in terms of computer programs as a useful schema for our understanding of the human systems in which we abide.

Some of the things that one might suppose should be rather innocuous, are very sinister and have malicious meanings and objectives.

I am reminded of the recent two movie set about the 300 Spartans at Thermoplyae. In these we have a female admiral by name 'Artermisia' playing a role in support of Cyrus the Great, and then we have the Spartans themselves fighting what would appear on the surface to be a brave, also foolhardy and ultimately mortally-fated albeit heroic and strategically successful battle against Cyrus.

And thus, the entire modern generation of young minds see what they see and take away the lessons and ideas shallowly underlying the story structure as it has been presented in these entertainments.

Demonstrating of course, the validity of Plato and Aristotle's views about the insidious nature of entertainment when used as propaganda.

You see, Cyrus is at all times the ruler in spite of the Spartans' efforts. And you will even see this idea in things like Wikipedia. And so, yes, if you are prepared to lose your own life, then you may be heroic... The ultimate in senseless madness and foolish ideological fervor.

But this is not history and nor yet is it the 'truth behind the facade' - as I have been generalistically indicating about, that is available to those who search more deeply.

A modern day Australian
rider and archer...

Croesus, the world's richest man, endowed the Delphic Pythia (an oracle) with gold and treasure, because he was impressed at how astute and accurate and correct her oracular answers were to his questions. And much later on, some history records that he was murdered by the same Cyrus as mentioned above - who wished, apparently, to see whether the god Apollo or perhaps Dionysus, would come down to save his friend and favoured 'world's richest man' as he was about to be engulfed in flames.

Now the Pythia (there were several) were extremely beautiful women; this is attested without challenge in all records and accounts. If you go by the usual accounts, although the world's richest man was silly enough to give stacks of money over to this oracle because he thought she was always correct, she never was able to warn him about Cyrus, only the world's most brutal and lunatic and rampaging everywhere, tyrant. A minor oversight.

The usual accounts also opine that the Pythia were women with the lower bodies of serpents.

I would say, though, that the word they are looking for is, 'fumes,' or perhaps 'whisps,' but not serpent. Her lower body lay hidden in mists or whisps of gas or smoke.

Artemisia - although there was a Greek lady with that name who sailed military ships - also has the meaning of 'a female archer.'

A certain 'Toumyris' (Tamara - 'daughter of The Dark'), a Queen of the Massegetai Scythians, defeated Cyrus in battle, and cut off his head, dipping it in the blood of her own warriors, with the words: 'I told you that I would quench your thirst for blood, you asshole.'

And that, is what actually happened to Cyrus. The Scythians - or 'the Archers' - (the Artemisians) completely routed Cyrus. And they were lead by Tamara, the Archer Queen.

What really happened at Thermopylae is something that can wait for another day. Suffice to say at this point though, that it bears no resemblance to the modern movie with its magical CGI.

But if you are interested in wealth, then it is Croesus, and not Cyrus, that you would be best advised to inquire about. But as you can see also, many accounts use sophistry in focussing on the false attributes of Cyrus, and fabricate the destiny of Croesus in comparison, in order to lead you off the trail.



 

Secrets Of The East

There was many a day as a very young child, that I clambered over and under and around the cannon out front of the Eastern and Oriental Hotel in Penang. There are plenty of cannon still dotted around various locations in Penang, none of which have ever been used in earnest. Fort Cornwallis, not too far from the E & O Hotel, is one of the most well-known cannon emplacements on the island.

Eastern and Oriental Hotel,
aw still a great place!

Penang is an unusual place because technically, it was never any regional Sultan's actual island, and there are genuine cultural ties back in history to China and also to India via fleets from those places in days of the very ancient past.

Up in the hills, almost mountains, in fact, there are religious centers of major significance both to traditional Hindu people and also to Taoist - or at least Shangdi-style Chinese.

Today, when one is apt to hear a wide complaint that the world is becoming flattened, and deliberately flattened too, by out-of-control bureaucracies and mindless, juvenile in the historical sense, mono-cultural materialism, reminding myself of some of the ancient places in Penang is instructive.

The Chinese Temple of Supreme Bliss - but locally and colloquially also known as the 'Snake Temple' (because part of its name contains the word for 'snake') - is something that probably not even that many present-day Penang locals know accurately about. But here is a very fine example of what distinguishes the potential for social and cultural depth that human society possesses - and what the purposes of such depth is.

The Temple of Supreme Bliss -
the superficial temple...

THE actual Snake Temple though, 'She Miao,' is a much smaller, different place nearby, which is specifically and literally a temple to well, not a snake deity, but to something to do with ancient mysterious, seething, gaseous and ever-expanding energies, sometimes deadly, sometimes beneficial. Like all temples, this one goes through its materially up and down phases - and to a large extent, over many years, it has functioned as a kind of a small, open-to-the-public, reptile zoo of sorts, and this has been the means for its commercial basis of survival.

At the moment, it is seeing an 'up' moment, where everything has been extensively refurbished and up-graded; it looks good, especially in the evenings, but not forgetting though, that even in the day-time, the insides are kept rather dark because there are snakes hanging out in the rafters there!

'Something' is burned in the place that keeps the snakes, most of which are particularly deadly, somnolent.

Anyway, strange to tell, the snake image has a fundamental place in the Chinese version of the Adam and Eve story...

And, when the leaders of the ancient world, had lost their way, and become devoid of a moral standard that Heaven could abide, the God of Heaven... ...destroyed them.