Though the previous entry appeared to make light of (apparent) recent lunacy at The Mother Church, it was surely blithe naivte that made it come as even a mild surprise to any of us. The signs have been there for a long time.
It has been commented on by me before (not in this blog) that the summer solstice celebrations The Mother Church has sponsored for several years are nothing but a dangerous dabbling in paganism. The Church Center has become a Boston Stonehenge complete with astrological festivities, Jovian jollity (Holst), and the inevitable capitulation to virulent forms of "ancient and modern necromancy" and moral idiocy.
No, we haven't heard of any animal sacrifices or the brewing in a cauldron of "Eye of newt, and toe of frog,/Wool of bat, and tongue of dog" (Shakespeare, Macbeth), but what about the depraved sacrifice of our dear Leader and her lifelong, selfless, loving work on the satanic altar of the Gill biography? This sort of thing, especially in light of the previous entry, is no innocent tomfoolery, and as this serpent burgeons into the great red dragon, it will devour its foolish priests and priestesses. If you have seen Goya's horrific images of war, you should have some idea of the terrors that just might await those who get cozy with the Antichrist.
Some may say this is all "much ado about nothing", but there is no such thing as a harmless infatuation with paganism, astrology, or the occult. The recent past at the Church Center may be far more advanced than prologue.
One reader could not find the original Planet Waves material referenced and quoted from in the previous entry. It may have been removed, for obvious reasons. The full web source address of that story was probably (it got cut off it was so long): http://planetwaves.net/pagetwo/2008/10/31/christian-science-monitor-to-follow-planet-waves-business-model. This reader said the ghastly morass of stuff on this site made random searching difficult and one the witness to much unpleasant content. Also, another helpful commenter has said that an eriscope is a sex-related horoscope or something like that. Cheery news.
A probably unreliable rumor has it that the shadowy "Writings of MBE" is the code name of a project to send the Board of Directors to Uranus, the Magician (according, again, to Holst). Would that we could bid them a heartfelt bon voyage. In such plesant phantasms come respite from these depressing developments.
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