Soular Radiation and the SecretSun

 

Route Forming Signal Recieved -  Tao Crossed, Destiny Dotted, Saturnian Contract Under Review...

     

      La Place, Fourier and Knowles 

     The Laplace transform is related to the Fourier transform, but whereas the Fourier transform expresses a function or signal as a series of modes of vibration (frequencies), the Laplace transform resolves a function into its moments.
    
      Christopher Loring Knowles, via his blog "theSecretSun", has inducted many people into a way (Tao) of understanding the signals recieved and transformed by our brainboxes. To look at pop culture and everything else through a mythical lens. Like James Joyce, for postmodern kids. By teaching the language of the birds, through a readily accessible medium of comics and films, and daring us to extend that technique to the whole signal spectrum of 3 space + 1 time dimensions, he has opened our eyes and ears to a richer, fuller understanding of life, the universe and everything.
     I am a 47 year old man, who is very grateful for having been exposed to, and taught in the subtlest possible way; The Knowles Transform. Chris, you have allowed me to reconsider my beliefs, reexamine my relationship to the gods and culture heroes I thought I was too smart to need any more, and come to a much deeper understanding of psychological archetypes and their import for me vis a vis self knowledge. Now looky there, Knowle(s)dge.
     More importantly, Chris attracted a vibrant community of commenters; where all were welcome to learn, share and teach. He managed to transfer this community to a facebook group, and maintain a troll free atmosphere with a great vibe. Well done that man!
     All good things come to an end; and transform into other good things. So i would like to take this oppurtunity to say "Vale Secret Sun".
      
       The Secret Sun King is Dead, long live the Secret Sun King.

O Captain my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

     Fear not, secretsun worshippers. The Knowles Transform tells us that as surely as night follows day; that resurrection follows death, which is not to be feared but embraced.


      Whatever happened to Leo Trotsky?