Hypersphere Cosmology has finally defeated LCDM Big-Bang Cosmology!
The universe has always existed, and it always will. Merry Christmas.
The final battle recently occurred on a cosmology forum where HC took the last remaining bastion of LCDM by accounting for the Cosmic Microwave Background Radiation in terms of its own model.
Herewith the plan of attack used: -
Herewith the tactics in full: https://www.specularium.org/component/k2/item/340-the-cmbr
The fighting was brief and bitter this time, the losers ended up cancelling and no-platforming the victor.
It all had the flavour of an atheist demonstrating the non-existence of god to a theological college.
I have almost no idea what sort of Chaos Magic goes on in Japan, apparently my works have appeared in translation there, but language difficulties prove a barrier to communication. Nevertheless, a group over there sent me this delightful artefact: -
It’s a magic scrying mirror that resumes both late medieval grimoire symbolism and the alphabet of desire as given in Liber Null & Psychonaut.
21st Century Catastrophe.
I’ve had a fair bit of feedback about King Crimson’s 21st Century Schizoid Man lyrics from the previous blog: -
"Poets' starving children bleed"
There's a 2-minute clip here that predicts one nasty future consequence I haven't seen described before:
"Blood rack barbed wire"
This report finds that the world’s biggest emitters of greenhouse gases are spending, on average, 2.3 times as much on arming their borders as they are on climate finance. This figure is as high as 15 times as much for the worst offenders.
I suspect that most national leaderships in powerful nations must have already calculated that in the absence of sufficient international action, national preservation takes precedence and that their populations will back them on this.
Finally, a Poem. In celebration of HC CMBR victory.
The Starlit Sky
Away from the glare of our burning cities
The sky at night looks black as pitch betwixt the stars
Olbers said that cannot be
In a universe of infinity
Yet look again with a microwave eye
And it’s all aglow betwixt the stars
Is this the relic of a mighty blast
From distant aeons in the past
Or does the light from here
Go round a cosmic hypersphere
Coming back a little tired and cold
After all, it’s very old.