Sunday, July 26, 2026

A dove from the fridge, a reaper angel, a white SUV, and An Account That Moooves

I had a series of very brief dreams:

1. I heard the single word "fridge."

2. I opened a refrigerator, and a live dove flew out.

3. I was explaining how to do something with a deck of Tarot cards: "So I cut once and then turn the deck over and look at the bottom card." I demonstrated this, and when I turned the deck over, the bottom card puzzled me because it was in the style of the Rider-Waite but not recognizable as one of that deck's cards. It depicted a figure which I took to be an angel, though he had no wings or halo. He had long, straight blond hair and was dressed in a long light-gray robe. His face was turned to the left side of the card (the angel's right). In his right hand he held a scythe, the blade of which was curving over his head to his left (the right side of the card). The angel's feet were not visible in the picture, so I could not determine whether he was standing on something or levitating. My second thought when I saw the image (my first being simple perplexity at seeing an unfamiliar card) was "the reapers are the angels" (Matt. 13:39). The card was in reversed orientation, and when I tried to rotate the deck so the image was upright, the dream ended.

4. I was driving a white SUV (I was the driver but could simultaneously see the vehicle from the outside) and made a sharp left, turning perhaps 120 degrees.

5. I was looking at aa children's book called An Account That Moooves, with the multiple o's (I'm not sure exactly how many there were) intended to suggest the sound a cow makes. I opened it up to a page that had no text, only a picture. In the foreground was an extremely stylized cutesy Japanese-style cartoon of a cow with its eyes squeezed closed and its mouth open extremely wide -- so wide that, with an anatomical logic only the Japanese understand, the bottom of the mouth extended past the chin. This was obviously meant to convey some strong emotion -- perhaps fear, surprise, or anger -- but I've never really been able to read these goofy anime expressions. In the background, a mountainous wave, like a tsunami, was approaching the cow from behind.

Upon waking, I performed the operation I had dreamt of, cutting my Rider-Waite deck once without shuffling and then turning the deck over. The bottom card was the Magician.


The fridge dreams of course made me think first of Bill's dream about someone he later decided was me raiding his refrigerator, but that line of thought didn't really go anywhere. The next thing I thought of was my recent post "Many are cold, but few are frozen," since a refrigerator is specifically designed to keep things cold but not frozen. In the poem discussed there, important knowledge is depicted as being stored up in the "frozen snow-crown" of a mountain, waiting for someone with "the melting gift" to release that knowledge into the world in the form of speech or song. Since the dove is the standard symbol of the Holy Ghost and the inspiration thereof, a dove being released from a refrigerator could represent revealed knowledge being made known. The imagery of a refrigerated Holy Ghost also made me think of the old Appalachian song "The Ghost of John," which ends with the line "Wouldn't it be chilly with no skin on?" Ghosts without bodies are "chilly" -- cold but not frozen. John was "a just man and an holy" (Mark 6:20), so the ghost of John would be a "holy ghost."

The Tarot card is puzzling. At first I thought of it has being "Trump 13½," since the 13th trump is Death (traditionally, though not in the Rider-Waite, depicted as the Grim Reaper with a scythe), and the 14th, Temperance, depicts an angel. However, I think it's also likely a continuation of the Hermit sync stream, since many of the details -- the light-gray robe, the face turned to the left of  the card, the long staff -- match those of that Rider-Waite card.


The closest thing to long, straight blond hair in the Rider-Waite deck is Justice, whose hair is only chin-length. The hair of the angel in the dream made me think rather of the Vanyar, or of Nordic aliens. Coincidentally, the Nordics with Trump in the images recently circulated online are wearing clothing quite similar to that of Justice.


When I was writing the description of the Tarot dream above, I opened a new tab in Brave so that I could look up "the reapers are the angels" and get the scripture reference. The background image in the new tab (randomly selected by Brave from a large set of possibilities) was this:


At first I thought they were red tulips -- the flower whose presence on some of Oswald Wirth's Tarot cards is what first brought Debbie to my blog. They're actually poppies in Serbia, but there's certainly a resemblance.

I think the white SUV dream and the Account That Moooves dream are probably related. In "The 96, the 48, and the white bull" (May 2024), I connected a white SUV with this image of a bull in the sea:


The image of a cow about to be overwhelmed by a wave is a continuation of the "Underwater Cowtown" (April 2025) symbolism. That posts mentions a possible connection between Mu, a lost continent sometimes conflated with Atlantis, and a cow's moo.

Saturday, July 25, 2026

Many are cold, but few are frozen

Looking at my blog dashboard, I saw the beginning of the title of a recent post, "Many are . . .," and my mind completed it as "Many are cold, but few or frozen," a humorous alteration, independently invented many times, of "Many are called, but few are chosen." This was reinforced when, minutes later, I read an allusion to the latter expression in Elias: An Epic of the Ages:

The called are not the chosen past mischance;
The sanctified to glorified advance,
And stewardship becomes inheritance.

I had a vague memory of having made the "many are cold" joke before on this blog, so I searched it for the word frozen. I didn't find any instances of the joke, but I did find this, in the original "Reading with my eyes shut" post (September 2025):

Upon waking, I couldn't remember any dream imagery, just two couplets. The first was a new version of the Jinbad couplet from "With?" In spoken form, which is how I received it, it is ambiguous and could be written in either of the following ways:

Jinbad the Jailer holds the keys.
He locks up some; and others, frees.

Jinbad the Jailer holds the keys.
He locks up some, and others freeze.

In the joke, frozen stands in for chosen, and being chosen is a good thing. Here, freeze is a second meaning of frees, and being freed rather than locked up is a good thing. The frees/freeze connection reminds me that there is a Disney movie called Frozen, of which I know nothing except that it is known for one of the songs on its soundtrack: "Let It Go" -- i.e., set it free.

Early on in Elias, the poet apostrophizes one of the mountains of Utah, addressing it as

Lone, looming hermit of the hills, apart
From where thy banded mates in union dwell!

The word hermit of course caught my attention. The poet continues his speech to the mountain:

Thrice wondrous things, once thine to wisely scan,
Fast as thy frozen snow-crown, still in store,
Hadst thou the melting gift -- of sovereign man
The sunlike glory -- mightest thou restore,
Till learning's tide o'erwhelmed the shining shore . . .

This "hermit" wears a "frozen snow-crown" which represents all the knowledge it holds -- knowledge which would become an overwhelming flood of learning if only the mountain had "the melting gift," glossed in a footnote as "The power of speech or of song." Some 55 years after Elias, Rodgers and Hammerstein would aver that the hills do indeed have that power:

The hills are alive
With the sound of music
With songs they have sung
For a thousand years

Friday, July 24, 2026

The felling of the White Tree

We often talk about White Trees around here --- the Tree of Life from the Book of Mormon and the various White Trees in the works of Tolkien. These were most recently juxtaposed in "Apple of ashes, brine to the burning throat" (July 19), a post which was -- appropriately, as we shall see -- occasioned by a passage in Orson F. Whitney's 1904 poem Elias: An Epic of the Ages. That post emphasized the fact that Nimloth, one of Tolkien's White Trees, was in Bill's words "the tree that Pharazon burned down."

Strictly speaking, Nimloth was not "burned down," but rather felled and then burned. As The Silmarillion tells it, "the King yielded to Sauron and felled the White Tree," after which "the first fire upon the altar Sauron kindled with the hewn wood of Nimloth."

The White Tree from Nephi's vision in the Book of Mormon is never felled or burned -- but in Whitney's poem it is. Referring to Nephi's High Mountain Vision, the poet writes:

    All this and more the prophet-prince foresaw;
    Messiah's self -- Jehovah -- Him beheld, --
    The Perfect One, in whom was found no flaw,
    Though slander as an ocean round Him swelled.
    Life's deathless tree -- deathless, though demon-felled;
    The crash resounding to this far-off shore,
    Whose winnowed remnant welcomed Him, revealed
    In risen glory, when had ceased the roar
Of wrecking tempests, flung His radiant face before.

(Retelling the High Mountain Vision in Spenserian stanzas is something I would do. I'm kind of bummed that Whitney beat me to it.)

The language I have bolded is all figurative, of course. The white Tree of Life is made to represent Jesus himself, "demon-felled" because executed at the instigation of the Jews, who had raised a swelling "ocean" of calumny against him, and yet still "deathless" because of the Resurrection. The crash of the falling tree "resounding" in the distant West is a reference to the great destruction unleashed on the Book of Mormon lands shortly after the death of Christ.

It's a somewhat strange choice of imagery, especially since the execution of Jesus involved raising a "tree" (as the Cross is often poetically called) rather than felling one. It's also a misreading of Nephi, for whom the White Tree pretty clearly represents the Virgin rather than her Son (see "You, Lady, are the Tree"). By "coincidence," though, Whitney's poetic language -- published when Tolkien was still a schoolboy -- presages the latter's own White Tree story. Tolkien's White Tree is felled at the command of a demon (Sauron, the equivalent of a fallen angel), and yet lives on as the successive White Trees of Gondor, grown from its fruit. The felling of the Tree represents Pharazon's choice to serve Sauron, which has repercussions for the distant West (Tol Eressea and Aman), and which results in the downfall of Numenor, "an ocean round [it] swelled."

Many are my notable aliases in many countries

Google is being weird again.


Update: I published this post at 10:59 a.m. Exactly 47 minutes later, at 11:46, I photographed this logo, which was on the backpack of the motorcyclist stopped in front of me at a red light.


My reason for posting the Google search-result screenshot above was the strange inclusion of "Gandalf the Fresh" (any relation to Chilled?), but it also includes the word Istari -- "Wizards," singular Istar. The backpack logo also includes the string ISTAR. The company is apparently called Jiayi Star, and an image search shows that they typically put a space between the two words.


For whatever reason, the version of the logo that I photographed has no space. Furthermore, the IA lines up with the same letters in the Google screenshot.


If we reanalyze the logo as JIAY-ISTAR, what does the first part mean? It's close to Jay, a name which has come up before -- Jay Leno, Roy Jay, and perhaps most relevantly, "Blue Jays" as a reference to Tolkien's Blue Wizards, two of the Istari.

In Chinese transliteration, the i in jia indicates palatalization; it's a single syllable that might be rendered jyah. This reminds me of how Daymon Smith renders the Book of Mormon name Jacom as Dyacom.

I mentioned that I took the photo 47 minutes after publishing the original version of this post. I had just been thinking of the number 47 because it is the S:E:G: value of both hart and stag, and also of time -- Time being the earliest recorded name for the Tarot trump now known as the Hermit. I also happen to be 47 years old at the moment, and this past 7/22 was Bill's 47th birthday.

Wednesday, July 22, 2026

Odin, Elias, and the Hermit

Today is Wednesday, and one of the things the Hermit card of the Tarot of the Divine reminds me of is a picture I drew many years ago representing that day of the week. I no longer have those pictures of the days of the week, but I remember that one very clearly. Since Wednesday is associated with Hermes/Mercury and Odin/Woden, and with the third day of creation, when the stars were created, my picture depicted a man with a cloak, broad-brimmed hat, and staff, walking alone under a starry sky. The similarity to the Tarot card is obvious.


I am currently reading Orson F. Whitney's book-length poem Elias: An Epic of the Ages. In Canto II, Elias himself appears, as the Soul of Song, and is compared to a hermit (eremite):

The spirit's garb -- for spirit so he seemed -- 
Fell radiant in many a flowing fold;
A robe antique, by modern limners deemed
Befitting monk or eremite of old.

This reinforces the Odin connection, since both Elias (Elijah) and Odin are typically depicted as accompanied by ravens. Searching just now for images of Odin walking, I found several with ravens and one with something even more synchronistically apropos:


This (non-traditional, and presumably algorithm-generated) depiction has Odin not only accompanied by a hart but wearing antlers of his own, making him one of those "humanoid deer creatures" we've been hearing so much about.

An interesting coincidence is that Canto VII of Elias (which I have not yet read) is titled "The Arcana of the Infinite." Given the tradition of referring to the cards of the Tarot as the Major and Minor Arcana, and given that many dictionaries give "God" as one of the definitions of the noun Infinite ("Endless is my name," Joseph Smith has him say), this corresponds pretty closely to The Tarot of the Divine, the name of the deck whose Hermit card has recently been at the center of the sync-web.

Another coincidence is that the part of Elias I read today included "thy desert blooms" (an allusion to Isaiah 35, whence also "Then shall the lame man leap as an hart"), followed a few lines later by "One and Pure in Heart." One suggests the Hermit, a solitary, while Pure in Heart could be symbolized by a white heart (see "White harts").

Another Odin link is "The Hermit Portal and the Well Thing," which emphasizes the runes on Laura Bruno's Hermit Portal painting. Odin is supposed to have been the one who discovered runes. Bruno explicitly compares her hermit to Odin and also suggests that the man who taught her runes may have been Odin in disguise.

White harts

Wade has expressed the opinion that the Hermit with the White Hart "depicts a hopeful moment, and is a hopeful sign."

One of the preschoolers was wearing this T-shirt, which suggests the White Hart by way of the homophone heart, and associates it with hope. (The image is a reconstruction; I didn't take a photo.)


At 1:13 this afternoon, I took this photo of a saddlebag on the scooter stopped in front of me at a red light.


Those look almost more like antennae than antlers, but the animal is clearly meant to be a white deer. The Chinese takes the expression 一路平安 -- "have a safe journey," literally "one road safe" -- and replaces the character 路 "road" with the homophone 鹿 "deer."

Five minutes later, at 1:18, I took this photo of a glass door with a decal on it which looks like a leftover Christmas decoration: a snowman with the head of a white reindeer, with a heart on its chest.

Then shall the lame man leap as an hart

In an email last night, I wrote:

The hart/hermit theme is still developing, but I think it likely has to do with Isaiah 35. "Then shall the lame man leap as an hart" -- cf. the hermit, who walks with a stick. The desert is a major theme of the chapter.

I hadn't had that idea until I wrote it. It just came out as I was writing the email.

Exactly 200 minutes after I sent that email, Wade left a comment on "Seven twenty-two," saying in part:

What do the 7 22 syncs mean? Tomorrow (where I am) is 7/22, could that be it? Might the scene from the movie [Pulp Fiction] actually be the principal import of the syncs? That idea, in lieu of a better, ought to be given sober consideration. Namely, it's too early--in the movie, it's too early but it doesn't take long for them to return to the door and knock--but you/we/someone will soon pass through a door that gives rise to a reflection upon providence and luck. Might it even result in a decision to "walk the earth?"

I don't think I've actually ever watched Pulp Fiction all the way through, so I didn't immediately get that "walk the earth" was a line from the movie. It was clearly a reference to something, though -- the Frozen Man? the Duke of Earl? Allen Mandelbaum? -- so I searched my blog for the phrase (in quotes) to see what would turn up.

Blogger's search function is terrible (one reason I've mostly stopped using.diacritics is that searching for Eliphas won't return any results with Éliphas), so the second result, "Pushed to Zion with songs of everlasting joy" (July 2024), didn't actually include the search string. But it did include a lengthy quotation from Isaiah 35, beginning with the very verse I had quoted in my email: "Then shall the lame man leap as an hart . . . ."

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