the mask of god: Night Time, My Time (Gravity Falls)

“We’re not gonna talk about Judy”

The theater of rational day-consciousness represented by the masculine Apollo is shattered in the "Skyfall" when the previously unknown feminine lunar element, represented by "Judy" within the Mystery-play, is rediscovered

This is the gypsum-initiation of seeing the Moon Dust in the oncoming Night

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Here comes the night time

Sky Fall

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Falling in space
Will i sit down?
Or go faster and faster?
Into the maybe
Slow down

Right now
I wouldn’t feel anything
When we burst into dust forever
And no angels will help us out
‘Cause they’ve all gone

We are heavy metal lions
They will never understand
The kind of people you or I am
Bow your heads and take your hands

You are angels of the night.
Rock and Roll guardians now
The last keepers of the light

They were angels forever
Forever angels

Paradise is a hell-colored flame sky
Is it nice to feel free and wild?
Paradise is the game of do or die
I just ride

(Can you hear me, Major Tom?)

I can be your china doll, if you'd like to see me fall

I paint my nails black,
I dye my hair a darker shade of brown
Cause you like your women Spanish, dark, strong and proud
I paint the sky black
You said if you could have your way
You'd make a night time of the day
So it'd suit the mood of your soul

Oh, what can I do?
Nothing, my sparrow blue
Oh, what can I do?
Life is beautiful but you don't have a clue
Sun and ocean blue
Their magnificence, it don't make sense to you

Black beauty, oh oh oh
Black beauty, oh oh oh

I paint the house black
My wedding dress black leather too
You have no room for light
Love is lost on you

The Bride Wore Black

Flashback: Triple Hecate Beyoncé declares that her intent and our Destiny is Illumination, and immediately the profane are plunged into the Initiation of darkness

Destiny

Your love is bright as ever (ever, ever, ever)
Even in the shadows (shadows, shadows, shadows)
Baby kiss me (kiss me, kiss me, kiss me)
Before they turn the lights out (lights out, lights out, lights out)
Your heart is glowing (glowing, glowing, glowing)
And I'm crashing into you (into you, into you, into you)
Baby kiss me (kiss me, kiss me, kiss me)
Before they turn the lights out (the lights out)
Baby love me lights out

In the darkest night hour (In the darkest night hour)
I'll search through the crowd (I'll search through the crowd)
Your face is all that I see
I'll give you everything
Baby love me lights out
Baby love me lights out
You can turn my lights out

We don't have forever
Ooh, baby daylight's wasting (wasting, wasting, wasting)
You better kiss me (kiss me)
Before our time has run out
Mmmhh yeah...

Nobody sees what we see
They're just hopelessly gazing

I've lived a lot of different lives
Been different people many times
I live my life in bitterness
And fill my heart with emptiness

Got different people inside my head
I wonder which one that they like best
I'm done with tryin' to have it all
And endin' up with not much at all.

Don't wanna live in fear and loathing
I wanna feel like I am floating
Instead of constantly exploding
In fear and loathing.

And when the time comes along
And the lights run out,
I know where I will belong
When they blow me out.

Ways of Seeing

Pink rays

Because I'm crazy, baby I need you to come here and save me
I'm your little scarlet, starlet singing in the garden
Kiss me on my open mouth
Ready for you

My old man is a tough man but
He's got a soul as sweet as blood red jam
And he shows me, he knows me
Every inch of my tar black soul
He doesn't mind I have a flat broke down life
In fact he says he thinks it's why he might like about me
Admires me, the way I roll like a Rolling Stone

Whatever it is, it feels like
It's laughing at me through the glass of a two-sided mirror
Whatever it is, it's just sitting there laughing at me
And I just wanna scream

The Agony of Solipsism

Self & Other

Pop music, whose message is universal rather than particular, disproves the idea of solipsism exclusively, while also confirming its tenets

(Paradox upon paradox)

The Self is trapped in a hall of mirrors and reflections as the Monster of the Other grows

From all of these various artists we receive the same themes, messages, and statements of intent; for whom is it intended? The one out of a thousand, and two out of ten thousand willing to pass beyond externalized forms of worship?

For the rest, these things will fall upon deaf ears

I and Not-I

Marina Oswald in the Sky with Diamonds

Beauty queen on a silver screen
Living life like I'm in a dream
I know I've got a big ego
I really don't know why it's such a big deal, though

(Ooh) And I'm sad to the core, core, core

You say that I'm kinda difficult
But it's always someone else's fault
Got you wrapped around my finger, babe
You can count on me to misbehave

Primadonna girl fill the void up with Celluloid
Take a picture, I'm with the boys
Get what I want 'cause I ask for it
Not because I'm really that deserving of it
Living life like I'm in a play
In the lime light I want to stay

Red and white roses among the thorns:

Marina Oswald lives in obscurity
Jackie Kennedy is the Disney Princess of Camelot

One is unseen, one is seen;
Marina watches Jackie on the television until Lee destroys the eikon

I’m Electra, I’m Electra Heart
Hey! Only living, living in the dark
Lights they blind me!

Can we go back, go back to the start?
Where the Holy Father made his mark
Lights they blind me!

Can we go back?...

Lights they blind me!

For forgiveness you could always pray
Hey! That the sickness it could go away
Lights they blind me!

At the altar would you pay the price?
Would you give your, would you give your life?
Lights they blind me! For forgiveness…

Lights they blind me!

(Do Pop Idols Dream of Electra Sheep?)

Monomyth Monolith

Two girls (Self and Reflektion):

White dress in the Snow (Babalon) is "Snowden"; perceiving and being perceived in PRISM surveillance (something or another at one time way back when)

Black dress sings Disneyland Geisha songs in the center of the revolving Empire (Babylon), "all was lost when her mouth turned green" (shadows of meat)

The white-dressed girl as the Tree meets her end in the car crash of iron as glass shards fly everywhere; i.e. she is splayed out in a Prism (the 30 Pieces of Silver Stardust are retrieved)

The bread is first broken