Friday, 23 April 2021

CAT








cat 
The animal that is thought of today as a beloved pet (and hardly as an exterminator of RATS and mice any more) has a predominantly negative reputation in symbolic tradition. It was domesticated in ancient Egypt around 2000 B.C. from the Nubian Felis sylvestris lybica

A short-tailed cat, the so-called "reed cat," which was known there even earlier, is mentioned in The Book of the Dead as slicing up the evil SNAKE Apepi.

The domestic cat soon replaced leonine deities: the cat goddess Bast or Bastet was a lioness in earlier times, but cats themselves came to be frequently mummified, and feline deities appeared, represented with a cat's head and a woman's body. 

In late antiquity cats were brought from Egypt to Greece and Rome and were viewed as attributes of the goddess DIANA. 

BLACK cats in particular were believed to have magic powers; even their ASHES, strewn over a farmer's fields, were believed to ward off harmful insects and animals. 

For the Celts cats symbolized evil forces and were frequently sacrificed, whereas the Norse goddess Freya was represented in a chariot drawn by cats.

The eye of the cat, which appears to change as the light strikes it from different angles, was considered deceptive, and the animal's ability to hunt even in virtual DARKNESS led to the belief that it was in league with the forces of darkness. 

It was associated with lasciviousness and cruelty and was considered above all the "familiar" (Latin spiritus familiaris) of WITCHES, who were often said to ride black {tom-}cats to their sabbaths. Even today the superstitious believe the black cat brings bad luck. 


Interestingly, humorous or satirical papyri from ancient Egypt often portray a "world turned upside down" in which mice in CHARIOTS wage war on cats in their entrenchments-not unlike the humor we find in "Tom and Jerry" cartoons of our day. 

For some psychologists the cat is "the typically feminine animal, " a creature of the NIGHT, "and woman is, we know, more deeply rooted in the dark, intuitive side of life than man, with his simpler psyche" [Aepplil] 

We are tempted to speculate that the negative valuation of the cat, which we have noted in many cultures, is related to an aggressive attitude toward that which is female. (Note the frequent feline metaphors in misogynist expressions and cliches: a "cat fight" between two women, a "catty" remark, "like a cat in heat."

In heraldic tradition cats appear frequently, and with associations that recall little of the ailurophobia we find elsewhere: "Cats, being difficult to catch or to confine, signify liberty. The cat is tireless and cunning when going after its prey-the virtues of a good soldier. This is why the Swabians, Swiss, and Burgundians of old had cats in their coats of arms, standing for liberty" [Bbckler] 







deer (male), stag, hart, or buck 
A symbolic animal prominent in Old World cultures. The stag seems to have been frequently paired with the BULL to form a mythic and cosmological DUALITY, not unlike the wild HORSE and the wild bull in Ice Age CAVE art in the hypothesis of French archaeologists. 

The stag's tree-like antlers with their periodic regeneration made him a symbol of rejuvenation, rebirth, and the passage of time. In Norse mythology four stags graze in the highest branches of the world-tree Yggdrasill, eating buds (hours), blossoms (days), and branches (seasons). 

The deer's antlers were seen as symbols of the SUN'S rays. 

In antiquity the stag was considered the enemy of poisonous SNAKES, its skin an amulet against snakebite. and powdered antler as protection for seed corn against black magic. In ancient China the deer (iu). through homonymy with the word for riches. came to symbolize wealth, and also filial piety (according to fable a young man disguised himself in a deerskin to obtain deer's milk as eye medicine for his blind parents); the animal accompanied the god of longevity, Shou-hsing. Christian iconography is greatly influenced by the 42nd Psalm: "As the hart panteth after the water brooks. so panteth my soul after thee, 0 God" [verse I] .

 According to the early Christian text Physiologus, the deer spits water into every crevice in which poisonous snakes are hiding; it thus floats them out and tramples them. "So too does our Lord strike the serpent. the DEVIL, with heavenly WATER . . .. In another sense. ascetics are like the deer: with tears of penitence they extinguish the flaming ARROWS of evil, and they trample the great serpent. the devil. and kill him." 

The deer is also said to be able to suck snakes out of their holes protecting itself against the snakes' venom by drinking spring water within three hours; then. supposedly, the deer will live another 50 years. "If you have the serpent in your heart, namely sin. then rush to the springs, to the veins of Holy Scripture. and drink the living water. . . and die not of sin." 

Medieval bestiaries repeat all of this. adding: deer discovered the miraculous power of the herb dittany (Dictamnus albus. or gas plant) when they had hunters' arrows in them and found that eating dittany enables them to expel the arrows and their wounds to heal. 

When deer cross a stream each one "lays its head on the hindquarters of the deer in front of it, thus reducing its weight. If they come to a filthy place, they quickly leap away from it. Thus, too, should Christians . . . help carry one another; they should leap over a place of filthy sin, and when they have satanic venom in their bodies they should run to Christ, the true spring and source, to confess and be rejuvenated" [Unterkircher]. 

Deer horn, according to the same sources, is an effective medicine, the RIGHT antler being more potent than the left, and burnt deer horn drives away any snake. Deer meat heals fever, and a salve made from the deer marrow is also an effect ive remedy for it. The stag appears frequently in heraldry, signifying "gentleness and mildness, because the deer is believed to have no yellow bile, the reputed reason for its long life, reaching a hundred years" [Bockler]. 

The antlers also appear alone (or a single antler, or a part thereof), referring, according to Bockler, to "strength." [n this context he explains the symbolism of "putting horns on" a husband: 

The Greek emperor Andronicus had horns placed on the houses of women with whom he had slept, authorizing them to hunt, and thus we speak even today of putting horns on a cuckold

Also in the time of Galeazzo Sforza, Count of Milan, women were not ashamed to sleep with princes, for their husbands came away not with paltry but with golden horns and received great honors." [n Celtic myth deer are "cattle of the fairies" and messengers between the world of the gods and that of mortals. The Celtic god Cemunnos was portrayed with antlers on his head like the shamans of ancient peoples. [n Christian sculpture of the Middle Ages the deer is sometimes portrayed nibbling on grapes (see WINE), symbolizing humanity, which even on earth can already enjoy the fruits of God's grace. The animal's striving to reach springs symbolizes the desire for purification through baptism: "Just as the deer devours the snake,/ Then rushes off his thirst to slake,/ Lets spring the venom wash away,! So all is well, can Christian say,! For he is saved, sin's trace is lost,! When in baptismal font he's washed." This is why the relief-work on such fonts often includes the representation of deer. 

The imagery of ALCHEMY sees the deer as a symbol in the context of the classical myth of the hunter ACTAEON, who was transformed into a stag by the goddess DIANA (Artemis) : for the alchemist the deer is a reminder of the possible transmutation of metals in connection with the lunar (see MOON), feminine world of SILVER

The animal is referred to figuratively in occasional idioms. Germans speak of "hunting the white deer" to indicate that a task is very difficult, or a goal unattainable; and in English "stag" refers to a man attending a social function unaccompanied by a woman: "to go stag," a "stag party." 

The legends of St. Eustace and St. Hubert tell of a CROSS appearing in the antlers of a hunted stag. Other saints (Meinulf, Meinhold, Oswald, Prokop of Bohemia) are portrayed with deer as their attributes. [n pre-Columbian Central America antlered animals resembling the deer (in Aztec, mazatl; in Maya, manik) give their name to the seventh of the 20 day-signs of the calendar. Like these creatures of the wild, persons born under this sign are said to roam through nature, seeking distant regions and shunning fixed abodes. [n the Shinto religion of Japan, the stag is the mount of the gods and is often portrayed with their symbols on scrolls at shrines. (See also DOE.)




Diana 
The Latin designation, popular in Europe since the Renaissance, for the goddess of the hunt, in Greek Artemis, who by this time had only allegorical or symbolic meaning. Statues of Diana with the crescent-MOON in her hair, bow and ARROWS in her hand, accompanied by hunting DOGS, adorned especially the gardens of the baroque period. 

On occasion, the legendary scene is represented in which ACTEON, having observed the chaste Diana bathing, is transformed into a stag (see DEER) and tom apart by his own hunting dogs. 

The crescent is explained by the fact that the early Italian goddess Diana was originally the goddess of the Moon and only later were the myths relating to Artemis, the mistress of the animals (potnia theron), carried over to her. 

Diana seems to have lived on not only in garden sculpture but also as a mythical figure in Italy. 

The American mythologist Charles G. Leland (1824-1903) reported in his book Arcadia (1899) about a cult of "WITCHES" (streghe) who revered Diana and appealed to her as a great goddess: "Diana! Diana! Diana! Queen of all magicians and of the dark night, the stars, the moon, all fate and fortune! You, mistress of ebb and flow, who shine at night upon the sea, throwing your light upon the water! You, commander of the sea, in your boat like a half-moon. . ." (from a hymn appearing in a legend in which Melampus has his mother ask that he be given the art of understanding the language of SNAKES). 

doe or hind 
A female DEER, stands in many myths for the female animal in general, which can have a demonic character, despite what we see as the gentleness of the doe. 

The second of the Labors of Hercules was to capture the Hind of Ceryneia. 

The chariot of Artemis (in Latin myth DIANA), the goddess of the hunt, was pulled by does

The animal is also important in Asiatic myth. In the Ural-Altaic regions she was the supernatural ancestor of several peoples (compare TOTEM).

The Hungarian myth of origlls of a fleeing doe who lured two primeval hunter into a swamp, where she transformed herself into two princesses who coupled with the hunters, becoming the progenitors of the Huns and the Magyars, respectively. 

Similarly, the family tree of Genghis Khan shows a doe and a WOLF as his progenitors. 

A doe was said to have rescued fleeing Frankish warriors by showing them a point at which they could ford the Main River. 

In many old European fairy tales young women and girls are transformed into does. 

In one ancient Chinese legend a doe gives birth to a human child, a girl who is later reared by a man; but when she dies her body disappears, revealing her supernatural origins. 

In prehistoric rites of passage does may have symbolized female initiates.

 [In Mayan mythology of the Yucatan, Zip is a god of the hunt; under the name A Uuc Yol Zip he is portrayed in ancient hieroglyphic writings as a horned man having intercourse with a doe.

Thursday, 22 April 2021

No Time for a Lesson in Civics, My Boy











The Judge :
Have you forgotten that I'm the man who passed sentence on Frank Miller? 
You shouldn't have come back, Will. It was stupid

Cain :
I figured I had to. 
I figured I had to stay. 


The Judge :
You figured wrong. 

Cain :
I can deputise a posse. 
Ten, 12 guns is all I need. 

The Judge :
Yeah, My Intuition tells me otherwise. 

Cain :
Why? 

The Judge :
No time for a lesson in civics, my boy — 
In the fifth century B.C., The Citizens of Athens, 
having suffered grievously under A Tyrant, 
managed to Depose and Banish him. 

However, when he returned some years later 
with an army of mercenaries, 
those same citizens not only 
opened The Gates for him, 
but stood by while he executed members of The Legal Government. 

A similar thing happened about eight years ago 
in a town called Indian Falls. 

I escaped Death only through the intercession of A Lady 
of somewhat dubious reputation, 
and at the cost of a very handsome ring 
which once belonged to My Mother. 

Unfortunately, I have no more rings. 

Cain :
You're A Judge

The Judge :
I've been A Judge many times in many towns. 
And I hope to live 
to be A Judge again. 

Cain :
I can't tell you What to Do. 

The Judge :
Why must you be so stupid, Will? 

Have you forgotten 
What He Is

Have you forgotten 
What He's Done to People? 

Have you forgotten 
that He's Crazy

Don't you remember 
when he sat in that chair 
and said,

"You'll never hang me. 
I'll come back. 

You'll never hang me. 
I'll come back. 

I'll kill you, Will Kane. 
I swear it, I'll kill you"

 Think I'm letting you down, don't you? 

Cain :
No. 


The Judge :
Look, this is just 
A Dirty Little Village 
in The Middle of Nowhere. 

Nothing that happens here 
is really important. 

Now get out. 


Cain :
There isn't time. 

The Judge :
What a waste. 
Good luck. 



“On December 16, 1961
The World turned upside down 
and inside out
and I was Born, 
Screaming, in America.

It was The End of The American Dream, 
just before We Lost Our Innocence irrevocably, 
and The TV Eye brought 
The Horror of Our Lives 
into Our Homes for all to see.

I was told when I grew up, 
I could be anything I wanted – 
A Fireman, A Policeman, A Doctor. 
Even President, it seemed. 

And for the first time 
in The History of Mankind, 
something new called 
An 'Astronaut.'

But like many kids growing up 
on a steady diet of Westerns, 
I always wanted to be 
The Cowboy Hero :– 

That Lone Voice 
in The Wilderness 
fighting Corruption and Evil wherever I found it, 
and standing for 
Freedom, Truth and Justice.

And in My Heart of Hearts
I still track the remnants 
of That Dreamwherever I go —
on My Never-ending Ride 
into The Setting Sun.

Of course. And Do You Know HOW You Know That?



“I have to say I did come to the 'end' of all magic as I'd known it and been practising for 25 years and, like a man standing blinking and dazed, ears ringing at ground zero of a nuclear blast, I'm trying to find novel ways to explain what has happened and present it to the world in the form of Blank Magic. 

The Filth was written from the eye of the experience. 
All the really good stuff is still to come. 

For anyone who cares to keep up with these things, 
(and I'm sure many of my readers are practitioners), 
the Qabalistic wisdom I carried home from The Filth Working 
is very simple and profound and is expressed by Greg Feely 
in the scene behind the flower shop - 

The Crown is in The Kingdom, 
and 
The Reverse is Also True. 

And for Enochian magic enthusiasts, 
Greg can be read as Nemo tending his garden if you like.

Of course it took me a long time and a lyric from the new Monster Magnet record to finally get 
The Real Message of The Abyss :

'Shut your mouth, 
you big fucking baby!' 

So I will and Horus, 
crazy Child-God of The Aeon, 
will too
if you tell him

IAMIUHUAMI

Well hopefully you're over that, still hurts I know 
but you can't freely climb The Tree 
if you confine yourself to The Dirt. 

Of course. I feel a whole lot better now 
but times were fucked up for a while 
and it's shaken me right down to my boots.”



“I guess I have to do The Only Thing I CAN Do — ACCEPTANCE.

 

And 

Forgiveness — 

It’s The ONLY Tools We’ve Got Left.

 

And Evolution

if yer interested in it."   




CLARA: 
It's no good, Bonnie. 
You can't win. 

CLARA-Z: 
I don't care. 

DOCTOR: 
Hi! Hello! Hello! 

(The two Zygons seize Clara.)

DOCTOR: 
Oh, hello! Hi. Hi. 
Stop this. Stop this, please. 

Let me take both of these boxes away.

We'll forgive, we'll forget. 
And the ceasefire will stand. 

CLARA-Z: 
No. 

Kate goes to the red box.

KATE: 
Doctor, which of these buttons do I press? 
Doctor, which one

Truth or Consequences

Bonnie aka Clara-Zygon 
stands at the blue box.

CLARA-Z: 
Truth or Consequences

DOCTOR: 
This is the Moment 
we've all been waiting for. 

Make your mind up time! 

He goes into American Game Show Host mode

DOCTOR: 
One of those buttons 
will destroy The Zygons, 
Release The Imbecile's gas.
 
The Other One detonates 
The Nuclear Warhead under The Black Archive. 
It'll Destroy Everyone in London.

Bonnie. 
Bonnie, sweetheart! 

One of those buttons 
will unmask every Zygon in The World. 

The Other One cancels their ability 
to change form. 

It'll make them 
Human Beings for ever

normal


There are safeguards 
beyond safeguards. 

I did this on a very 
important day for me 
and this ceasefire will stand. 

CLARA-Z: 
This is Wrong. 

DOCTOR: 
No, it's not

CLARA-Z: 
You are responsible for all the violence. 
All of the suffering.
 
DOCTOR: 
No, I'm not

CLARA-Z: 
Yes. 

DOCTOR: 
No. 

CLARA-Z: 
Yes. You engineered this situation, Doctor. 
This is your fault. 

DOCTOR: 
No, it's not. 
It's your fault. 

CLARA-Z: 
I had to do 
What I've Done. 

DOCTOR: 
So Did I. 

CLARA-Z: 
We've been treated like cattle. 

DOCTOR: 
So what.

CLARA-Z: 
We've been left to fend for ourselves. 

DOCTOR: 
So's everyone. 

CLARA-Z: 
It's Not Fair. 

DOCTOR: 
Oh, it's not Fair
Oh, I didn't realise that it was 
Not Fair! 

Well, you know what? 
My TARDIS doesn't work properly 
and I don't have my own personal Tailor. 

CLARA-Z: 
The things don't equate. 

DOCTOR: 
These things have happened, Zygella. 
They are facts

You just want cruelty to beget cruelty

You're not superior to people who were cruel to you. 
You're just a whole bunch of new cruel people. 

A whole bunch of new cruel people 
being cruel to some other people, 
who'll end up being cruel to you. 

The only way anyone can live in peace 
is if they're prepared to forgive. 

Why don't you break the cycle? 

CLARA-Z: 
Why should we? 

DOCTOR: 
What is it that you actually want

(After a long pause.)

CLARA-Z: 
War

DOCTOR: 
Ah. Ah, right. 
And when this war is over, when you have a homeland free from humans, what do you think it's going to be like? 

Do you know? 
Have you thought about it? 

Have you given it any consideration? 

Because you're very close to getting 
What You Want. 

What's it going to be like? Paint me a picture. 
Are you going to live in houses? 

Do you want people to go to work?
Will there be holidays? 

Oh! Will there be music? 
Do you think people will be allowed 
to play violins? 
Who's going to make the violins? Well? 

Oh, you don't actually know, do you? 

Because, like every other 
tantrumming child in history, Bonnie, 
You don't actually know What You Want. 

So, let me ask you A Question 
about this Brave New World of yours :-- 

When you've killed all The Bad Guys, 
and when it's all Perfect and Just and Fair
when you have finally got it 
exactly The Way You Want It --

What are You Going to Do with 
The People Like You

The Troublemakers

How are you going to protect 
Your Glorious Revolution from 
The Next One? 

CLARA-Z: 
We'll win. 

DOCTOR: 
Oh, will you? Well, maybe, 
maybe you will win! 

But nobody wins for long
The Wheel just keeps turning. 

So, come on. 
Break The Cycle. 

CLARA-Z: 
Why are you still talking? 

DOCTOR: 
Because I Want to 
Get You to See
and I'm almost there! 

CLARA-Z: 
Do you know what I see, Doctor? 

A Box. 

A Box with Everything I Need
A fifty percent chance. 

KATE: 
For us, too. 

Both women have their hands poised 
over the buttons. 
The Doctor resumes Games Host mode.

DOCTOR: 
And we're off! Fingers on buzzers! 
Are you feeling lucky? 

Are you ready to 
Play The Game? 

Who's going to be quickest? 
Who's going to be luckiest? 

KATE: 
This is not A Game! 

DOCTOR: 
No, it's not A Game, sweetheart, 
and I mean that most sincerely. 


CLARA-Z: 
Why are you doing this? 

KATE: 
Yes, I'd quite like to know that, too. 
You set this up. Why




DOCTOR
Because it's not A Game, Kate. 
This is a scale model of War

Every war ever fought, 
right there in front of you. 

Because it's always the same —
When you fire that first shot, 
no matter how right you feel, 
You Have No Idea Who's Going to Die! 

You don't know whose children 
are going to scream and burn

How many hearts will be broken! 
How many lives shattered! 

How much blood will spill until 
everybody does what they were always 
going to have to do
from The Very Beginning -- 

Sit Down and Talk! 

(sigh) 

Listen to me. 
Listen, I just, I just want you to think

Do you know what thinking is
It's just a fancy word for changing your mind. 

CLARA-Z
I will not change my mind. 

Dr. Disco : 
Then you will die stupid. 

Alternatively, you could 
step away from that box, 
You can walk right out of that door 
and you could stand 
Your Revolution down

CLARA-Z: 
No! I'm not stopping this, Doctor. 
I started it. I will not stop it. 

You think They'll let me go
after what I've done? 

Dr. Disco : 
You're all the same, you screaming kids.
You know that? 

"Look at me, I'm unforgivable."
 
Well, here's the unforeseeable : 
I forgive you. 
After all you've done, I forgive you. 

CLARA-Z: 
You don't understand. 
You will never understand. 

Dr. Disco : 
I don't understand? 
Are you kidding? Me

Of course I understand. 
I mean, do you call this a war? 
This funny little thing? 

This is not a war

I fought in a bigger war 
than you will ever know.

I did worse things 
than you could ever imagine

And when I close my eyes 
I hear more screams 
than anyone could ever 
be able to count

And do you know what you do 
with all that pain? 
Shall I tell you where you put it? 

You hold it tight 
'til it burns your hand, 
and you say this :

"No one else will ever 
have to live like this. 

No one else will have to 
feel this pain. 

Not on my watch!"

(Kate closes the lid of the red box and steps back.)

Dr. Disco : 
Thank you. 
Thank you.

KATE: 
I'm sorry. 

Dr. Disco : 
I know. I know. 
Thank you. 

(to Clara-Z

Well? 

(Long, LONG pause.)



CLARA-Z:
It's empty, isn't it? 

Both boxes. 

There's nothing in them. 
Just buttons

DOCTOR : 
Of course

And do you know 
How you know that? 

Because you've started 
to think like me

Clara-Z drops her hand away 
from the buttons.

DOCTOR: 
It's Hell, isn't it?
 
No one should have 
to think like that. 

And no one will
Not on Our Watch

Their eyes meet

Gotcha.

CLARA-Z: 
How can you be so sure? 

DOCTOR: 
Because you have a disadvantage, Zygella. 

I know that face. 

KATE: 
This is all very well, 
but we know the boxes are empty now --

We can't forget that

DOCTOR: 
No, well, er, you've said that 
the last fifteen times

He sonics the memory filter 
in the ceiling. 

Bang!  

Osgood leans an unconscious Kate 
against a rack of stuff. 

Clara-Z closes the blue box. 

I Think The Thing HAD to Happen -- and Something Triggered, The Occasion.



“ I wanna add that : History show us that NUTS are not the •only• ones capable of Evil Deeds — That Gentlemen of Principle and Power, and Genteel Manner, can  arrive at Very GRIM Decisions

If They commit crimes, it’s not because they harbour murky, or perverse impulses, but because they feel •compelled• to deal with The  Dangers to their Way of Life.

This doesn’t mean that They are motivated by purely financial reasons — although, that is a very reason consideration, I think  — but They equate their vital interests with the wellbeing of their Society and The Nation : — in this case, the wellbeing of The Cause of Southern Rights.

And far from being immoral, or unscrupulous, they are individuals of Principles that are SO lofty, as to elevate Them above the restraints of ordinary morality —

They don’t act on sudden impulse — The Feeling grows amongst Them that ‘Something Must Be DONE — Something That is Best for All.’; that ‘The Situation is Becoming Intolerable.

They move gradually towards The Position..... the change is gradual, and yet so compelling that when They •arrive• at their decision, They’re no-longer shocked by the extreme measures that They are willing to employ —

The Execution of The Unsavory Deed is made all-the-easier by delegating it’s commission down to more lower-level operatives.

Most of The Evil — most of The Evil in HISTORY is perpetrated, not by monsters or by LONE psychotics, but by Men of Responsibility and Commitment, whose most unsettling aspect is the •apparent• normality of their deportment..... 

It’s like, Child Molesters, we’re finding.....!

There’s Danger in The Stranger’ — it’s not The Stranger, we find, that you wanna watch out for...... “

— Michael Parentii



Huey Long: Share the Wealth


“Well, I just thought he was just a swell man 
and he done a lot for
The State of Louisiana.

He built Our Bridges,
he built Our Highways.

And one time he come to Morgan City
and made a speech
and somebody asked him
why he was bringing so much
outside labour in there.

He said, 
"Well, when these people teach us Cajuns
How to Build Bridges, we'll start building them ourself,
and we'll send them back."

So... and he was just swell all the way around, that's all I can say.

I would say that Huey Long was A Good Man -- 
He helped The Poor.

And he wrote a book -- 
My First Days in the White House.

And if they wouldn't have killed him
I believe he would be president --

Because he was smart.

Well, now, everybody loved him.

That's why.
There's nobody hated him.
No poor people ever hated him."

"I can't remember any Saturday night 
that I went anywhere that we didn't talk
about killing Huey Long.

It was the normal conversation.

I suppose that the very strong pro-Long people
weren't talking that way, but the antis certainly.

It doesn't mean you meant to do it.

It just meant that you wished that there was some way to rid The State of this --
Incubus.

"The atmosphere was so thick and so tense that I've always said that
while there was no conspiracy
and no specific plan to assassinate Huey Long

I think The Thing HAD to happen
and something triggered The Occasion."

Wednesday, 21 April 2021

In The Belly of The Beast




“The fact that it controls us.


I don’t know why all people aren’t fascinated with it. 


It makes beautiful sounds, and it makes a lot of times some incredible light. 


It runs many things in Our World and it’s beautiful. 


It’s sometimes Dangerous, but it’s Magical. 


It’s such a power and it can make some beautiful images… and sounds.”


- Why David  Lynch 

finds Electricity fascinating 




“Warm or Cold, 
I’m bringing you in.”



WORF: 
Sir, The Borg have halted their approach to Earth. 


SHELBY: 
I think we got their attention. 


RIKER: 
Time to intercept?


WESLEY: 
Two minutes, four seconds, sir. 


RIKER: 
They're worried.
 
They're worried because 
we've got access to Picard.
 
Mister Data, we have two minutes 
to figure out what we can do with it.

DATA:
Sir, it is clear the Borg are either 
unwilling or unable 
to terminate their subspace links. 


CRUSHER: 
That may be their Achilles heel, Captain — 
Their Interdependency.

RIKER: 
What do you mean, Doctor?


CRUSHER : 
He's part of their collective consciousness now. 
Cutting him off would like asking one of us to disconnect an arm or a foot

We can't do it.


SHELBY: 
They operate as a single mind. 


RIKER
One jumps off a cliff, 
They all jump off? 

Data, is it possible to plant a command into 
The Borg Collective consciousness?

Not all of it, obviously -- 
Not the UniMatricies back in The Delta Quadrant, or the cubes cut off from the rest of The Collective by ion storms or nebulae,
just the part of LOCAL Consciousness correspondong to the ONE Cube/Universe directly in front of you, right now --

DATA: 
It is conceivable, sir, 
but it would require altering the pathway from the root command to affect all iterative branch points in the —



RIKER: 
Make every effort, Mister Data. 


DATA : 
Sir —
What command shall I try to plant?

RIKER: 
Something straightforward, 
like disarm your weapons systems. 


WORF: 
Visual contact with The Borg. 


SHELBY: 
On screen.


RIKER: 
Magnify.


WORF: 
Sensors reading increased power generation 
from The Borg. 


RIKER: 
Red Alert. 
Load all torpedo bays. Ready phasers. 


WORF: 
Aye, Captain.


RIKER: 
Status of Borg weapons? 


WORF: 
Their weapon systems are fully charged. 


RIKER: 
Data?


DATA: 
Attempting to re-route subcommand paths, Captain. 
Defence systems are protected by access barriers.


WORF: 
Borg attempting to lock on tractor beam. 


RIKER: 
Rotate shield frequencies. 
Data, report?

DATA: 
I am unable to penetrate 
defence systems command structure, Captain. 


SHELBY: 
Try the power systems, Data. 
See if you can get them to power down. 


DATA : 
Acknowledged. 
Attempting new power subcommand path.

LAFORGE: 
Shields have Failed. 
They've Locked on, sir. 
They're pulling us in. 


RIKER: 
Fire all weapons.

DATA: 
I cannot penetrate Borg power subcommand structure, sir.
All critical subcommands are protected, Captain. 


SHELBY: 
Then it's over.
RIKER: 
Mister Crusher, ready a collision course with the Borg ship. 
You heard me. A collision course.


WESLEY: 
Yes, sir.


RIKER: 
Mister La Forge, prepare to go to warp power. 


LAFORGE : 
Aye, sir.

PICARD: 
Sleep.


CRUSHER: 
He's regaining consciousness. 


PICARD: 
Sleep.


TROI: 
It is Captain Picard speaking, 
not Locutus.


PICARD: 
Sleep, Data.


CRUSHER: 
He's exhausted.


DATA: 
Yes, Doctor, but if I may make a supposition, 
I do not believe his message was intended to express fatigue 
but to suggest a course of action.

WORF: 
Borg cutting beam activated. 


RIKER: 
Mister Crusher? 
Engage --

DATA : 
Data to Bridge. 
Stand by. 


RIKER: 
Stand by, all stations.

DATA: 
I am attempting to penetrate 
The Borg regenerative subcommand path
It is a low priority system and may be accessible. 


When you think about it, it would have to be -- 
They would need to have a KillSwitch for deactivating damaged or rogue drones -- or rouge ship, or even rogue planets of Borg, in order to disconnect them, repair them or run diagnostics, and it would HAVE to be accessible and remotely triggerable by the rest of The Network, and it would HAVE to be exposed in the uppermost levels of consciousness, but tapping directly into the underlying fundamental base of the command structure --

Like an exposed Exhaust Port Vent. 

The OTHER Borg have to be able to switch them off from a distance, should they become INFECTED.

Warning. 
Outer hull breach.


WORF: 
Sir, shall I execute evacuation sequence? 


RIKER: 
Negative, Mister Worf. 
Mister Data, your final report. 


DATA: 
Stand by. 


RIKER: 
I can't, Mister Data. 


Warning. Inner hull failure imminent 
on decks twenty three, twenty four, 
and twenty five. 

Decompression Danger. 


(Then suddenly it all goes quiet. No shaking, no cutting) 


RIKER: 
Mister Data, 
What The Hell happened?

DATA: 
I successfully planted a command into 
[ this local bit of ]
The Borg Collective consciousness, sir. 

It misdirected them to believe it was time to regenerate. 

In effect, I put them all to sleep.

RIKER: 
To sleep? 


DATA: 
Yes, sir.


RIKER: 
Status of Borg power drive?


WORF: 
Minimal power. 

RIKER: 
Electromagnetic field?

WORF: 
Nonexistent(!)