Transistors of the Gods¶
(A labyrinth of mad-circuitry for the rabbit-hole deprived.)
If you only slightly suspect that the origin of Silicon Valley is plugged into an occult matrix buzzing with UFOs and ceremonial magic, then this — still unfinished — series won’t be less than suggestive (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9).
(Via.)
From the conclusion of Jack Parsons’ (linked) scripture:
The choice is me or Choronzon.
I await you in the City of the Pyramids.
(Quite.)