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Esoteric Symbolism and Hidden Meaning Uncovered in the Matrix Film

Jay Dyer via Waking Times:

The Matrix, as I’ve joked many times, is one of those perennial topics in philosophy 101 classes that tends to evoke the most inane and mindless “philosophizing” by the mind-warped morass of modern morlocks. Yet still, it is a film that is packed with esoteric symbolism, philosophy, “predictive programming,” and all other manner of poppy culture engineering. In this analysis, we are going to go elucidate themes, motifs and symbols missed by other sites, as we consider one of the system’s principal works of self-flattery. Interestingly, of all films to analyze in the way sites like mine do, this the most obvious seems forgotten in the haze of the now umpteen hundred Eyes Wide Shut analyses.

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The Matrix begins with a computerized image of the Warner Bros. logo, a phone ring, and a conversation between Trinity (Carrie-Anne Moss) and Cypher (Joe Pantoliano) about watching “him” (Neo, Keanu Reeves), and whether the line is secure.

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It should be a capitalist flop, but Banksy’s Dismaland is pure magic

Banksy Releases Promo Video for Dismaland

It’s not easy being a superstar anti-establishment art celebrity. Back in the late 1990s I was one of a group of art students who, for a time, became mildly famous as art pranksters. Within the group we could never be sure – and this despite our most earnest efforts – that our work really was the stuff of revolution. But we were in the papers. We were on the Turner Prize programme. We were even offered a book deal. Nonetheless it’s hard to maintain revolutionary kudos once you’ve been interviewed by Timmy Mallett.

And so I feel for Banksy. In Bristol, his street-pieces are still powerful landmarks even if we know, and he knows, what a dichotomy he represents, caught somewhere between art and artifice; an anarchist in capitalist giftwrap.

This being so, I was not expecting much from his latest hyped-up creation, Dismaland. I assumed it would be trying too hard to recapture that lost edginess; that old sold-out soul.… Read the rest

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A Transcendental Ride

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It was a dark and stormy, clear summer’s day around high noon, as I rolled through the Elysian Fields that is the Mission District of San Francisco, when,

“Cha-ching! – 186 Liberty. Quigley. Dispatch.”

I ‘Accept’.

And I zoom across 20th Street, passing that majestic view of the city over Dolores Park, before turning a quick right onto Dolores proper, and then an immediate left up high on Liberty. As I pull up to 186, I witness what I believe to be my “Quigley” wrestling out in front of a florally manicured Victorian with several large Hefty bags.

I veer to a stop and yell out of my taxi’s shotgun window to the middle-aged woman all caked in layers of vibrant make-up and adorned with large ornate brass earrings that dangle down over her flowing, paisley-patterned robes. She’s huffing up a storm and wincing with each limping tug at her bags, as multiple necklaces of various lengths of colorful concentric rings of turquoise, crystal and earth-toned wood beads repeatedly flop against them, failing in their collective work to hold down the fort that is my potential passenger’s more than ample chest.

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the nAiL

There’s a nail in the wall.
Well, no. Actually, it’s in a beam.
Across the alley on my neighbor’s roof.

I always liked that nail.
Sticks out about three inches.
It’s just so straight. So carefully hammered. With Love.

Sometimes, you can see its shadow on the beam, as the sun creeps across the sky over our roofs.
A jealous sundial.

Except, it’s not jealous.
It’s a nail.

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The Future of Work: We Have Been Here Before

Nana B Agyei (CC BY 2.0)

Nana B Agyei (CC BY 2.0)

Paul Saffo via Pacific Standard:

The latest entry in a special project in which business and labor leaders, social scientists, technology visionaries, activists, and journalists weigh in on the most consequential changes in the workplace.

This is not the first time society has fretted over the impact of ever-smarter machines on jobs and work—and not the first time we have overreacted. In the Depression-beset 1930s, labor Jeremiahs warned that robots would decimate American factory jobs. Three decades later, mid-1960s prognosticators offered a hopeful silver lining to an otherwise apocalyptic assessment of automation’s dark cloud: the displacement of work and workers would usher in a new “leisure society.”

Reality stubbornly ignored 1930s and 1960s expectations. The robots of extravagant imagination never arrived. There was ample job turbulence but as Keynes forecast in 1930, machines created more jobs than they destroyed. Boosted by a World War, unemployment dropped from a high of 25 percent in 1933 to under two percent in 1944.

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TAXI Driver 2: San Francisco (VIDEO)

We take a break from our regularly-scheduled ride to bring you Taxi Driver 2: San Francisco
With cool narration and music by Alex SacK…

* Visit Paris
* See Christian
* Don’t get shot in bed

Sit back, relax & enjoy the ride!

I know a shortcut…

Tuesday

3:45am:
“I know that I know, and that I don’t know.”

My Ram Dass alarm-tone wakes me early. I’m on the schedule today, but with no assigned medallion. So, I call-in to Citizen’s to let ‘em know to hold a cab.

But Barn-the-Stoner’s working the office and my alarm-tone has proven all too apt.  At the lot, Barney looks at me and bloodshot-eyes go wide as he turns to stare blankly at the peg-board of keys and medallions, then drawls,

“Uhh. Shit… I for-got yu were co-ming.”

 

4:25am:
I’m out in the lot sterilizing an Escape spare Barn dug up when I get a dispatch to the bowels of the Mission.… Read the rest

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Clavis Artis — Over A Skin Of Dragon

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Clavis Artis is the title of an alchemy manuscript created in Germany in the late seventeenth or early eighteenth century, attributed to the Persian Zoroaster (Zarathustra). The work is in three volumes of medium format, two of which are illustrated here. The text is in German Gothic script cursive and is accompanied by numerous illustrations in watercolor depicting alchemical images. There are also some pen drawings depicting laboratory instruments.

There are 3 copies of the manuscript, of which only two are illustrated. The most well-known is the Biblioteca dell’Accademia Nazionale dei Lincei in Rome. Another copy is kept in Trieste at the Public Library Attilio Hortis. A different version, in a single volume and without illustrations, is located at the Bayerische Staatsbibliothek, of Monaco of Bavaria.

A copy of the manuscript was also present at the Duchess Anna Amalia Bibliothek, of Weimar, but was destroyed in the 2004 fire that hit the German library.… Read the rest

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Ashes & Thugs

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Friday

4:15am:
I’m back in the office of Citizen’s Cab. And there’s drama.

Ol’ Kojak is alone working the office and dispatch, as drivers the likes of me are all milling about the small space waiting for our keys and medallions, and poised to throw Koj our $5 bribes in the hopes of securing an airport. But Koj is all preoccupied, frantic, while he’s trying to appease some irate passenger phoning-in a complaint about how they were just badly berated by a driver. All snicker and make fun as gathered ’round the speakerphone like a warm fire. Well, all snicker, but Kojak!

“I’m very sorry that happened to you, sir. Yes… Yes… No, that shouldn’t happen to you, sir. I’ll tell the management he called you a ‘fucking bitch’, sir. But you should know, sir, that 130 is a lease driver. No… We just rent lease drivers their taxi monthly. Citizen’s Cab has very little affiliation outside of that.

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Pop Culture Conspiracy: Is Snoop Dogg Faking It?

Snoop Dogg is one of America’s (and possibly the World’s) favorite stoners. Or should we say Alleged Stoners

The internet was abuzz with the story of Snoop being detained and piss tested in Sweden for suspicion of marijuana possession.

Dave's not here.

Dave’s not here.

Snoop (of course) claimed it was racial profiling. Profiling, maybe — racial? Not so much (See: Willie Nelson).

The Inquisitr has the gory details:

Snoop (real name: Calvin Cordozar Broadus) had just performed a concert in the Swedish city of Uppsala when police suspected he might have been under the influence of narcotics. It’s unclear whether or not Snoop was driving, but it doesn’t matter: under Swedish law, anyone suspected of being under the influence of drugs can be detained and forced to take a urine test.

And that’s exactly what happened to Snoop: cops put him into the back of a police car and brought him to the station.

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