“There is a very English brand of common sense that believes mostly in what it can touch, weigh and taste” – Terry Eagleton

October 26, 2008 at 8:33 pm (Christ, graffiti, Holy War, Magick, Rochester)

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October 29, 2007 at 11:14 pm (Christ, Rochester, witchcraft)

Silver MoonSilver moon Fishfishy

I have been in seclusion for a while – but still observing the silent symbology between the opposing spiritual forces of these towns. I have collected some more proof of the work of the silent orders. I am aware of my careles use of language in describing this endless conflict – I advocate neither side and any slipshod use of terminology should not be taken as either praise or condemnation.

Another battle took place recently – a quiet battle – a battle of symbols and prayer.

Silver Moons was one of the mystical shops that my friend Eddie decided marked Rochester with the stamp of occultic fervour. Subsequently, no doubt in no small amount to Eddie’s disapproval, the shop closed down and the whole panoply of sub-Lord-of-the-Rings tat went into the great metaphysical skip in the sky. (I know it must have been in the sky because all the local skips I looked in around that time contained nothing but urine soaked carpets and cemented-shut filing cabinets.)

This was not enough for the holy warriors of Rochester. A Christian Ichthus symbol was placed as a form of exorcism on the shop front – a ritual which may not have worked because it is now reopening as a fashion shop selling Ralph Lauren clothes and featuring a decidedly pagan-looking leopard skin gilt chair in the window.

So the karmic equilibrium of Rochester High Street is once more adjusted, all the while though the skirmishes continue.

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Dead goldfinch

June 13, 2007 at 7:47 pm (93 Current, Christ, devil, Holy War)

My semiotic unravelling of the psychic war raging between Rochester and Chatham – with it’s front line dug in along the New Road is throwing up some fascinating symbology. Where once the rows of parked cars were brisling with signs of Christian Holy War, their lines now seem to have broken and I stumbled across an “On The 8th Day God Created Bon Jovi” sticker. It should be noted here that Bon Jovi sing in “Homebound Train”:
When I was just a boy / The Devil took my hand / Took me from my home / He made me a man . . . / I’m going down, down, down, down, down / On the homebound train.” Jon Bon Jovi is also quoted as saying in Smash Hits magazine: “…I’d kill my mother for rock and roll. I would sell my soul.”


Furthermore The One Above Club has now closed down – so the Godly night-life is once more thrown to the sinners and the Medway Towns and the Pagan 93 Current washes along the New Road and gushes down Star Hill into the High Street of Rochester unabated.

Pictured left is a dead goldfinch that I nearly stepped upon in an alley in Rochester – this bird has a special significance and link to the Christ child and was often painted in medieval devotional art as a foretelling of the passion of Christ, sometimes just fluttering out of reach of the infant’s hand. This is because of the bird’s liking for the thorns and thistles it nests in and their resonance with the crown of thorns – in some stories the finch even removed a painful thorn from the dying Christ and thus gained its reputation as a ‘saviour bird’.

It comes as a shock then to see such an obvious defilement within ten minutes walk of the Cathedral. Summer is coming and the occult forces are ranging deep into the territory traditionally held to be Christian.

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