The Mythos of Kronos strikes forth, but is it programmed?

A belated bow to the influence of the late Teacher and Priestess Dharma Buford of Saturn and Earth here across the West

The Great White Dragon of Saturn erupts from its swirling cyclone of Kaos and sweeps thru desolate matter holding all life in abeyance.  The Dragon then morphs into legions of Grim Reapers, their glittering  scythes swooping in from Saturn’s infinite cosmic ringtails to harvest every organism alive mirrored as each organism’s reflection, in its futile attempt to quail Spirit’s drive to interpenetrate matter with its self-replicating infection we call life, of which the study of we Humans of Earth call biology.

Death is the Perfection of Divine Intervention into the Mythos of Science. For without it Life will find a way to breed and run amok to smother every measure of Multiverse with the bubbling miracle ooze of life, snuffing out even entire stars, devouring even the vacuum of space itself with the iridescent black purple throb of life. For without Death life would consume everything even itself feeding upon every particle wave of creation until it collapses upon itself to invade and infect both Heaven and Hell, eating up all spirits from demons to angels from gods to goddesses from devils to the fay and turn spirit back upon itself until you and I share another cup of coffee. Continue reading →