Is the universe flat? According to some astrophysicists, cosmologists and NASA scientists, the potential for a flat universe is a possibility not to be discounted. This and other highly unorthodox theories about our universe can and have totally upended our conventional beliefs about reality, just as Einstein's General Theory of Relativity in another era upended Isaac Newton's once held sacrosanct scientific observations. And now, Einstein's own theories are coming in to question with each new discovery concerning the complexities of the cosmos.

Like, for instance, the possibility that we live in a multiverse as opposed to a single universe. And that we humans, as carbon-based life forms can, like sub atomic particles, exist in more than one place at a time, living out alternate scenarios of our lives. Not as reincarnated beings as some believe, but as living entities with duplicate versions of ourselves replicated throughout the cosmos in a series of Parallel Universes.

Parallel Universes which, by traveling through time, can be accessed through portals, wormholes or even by some serendipitous fleeting thought or signature psychic signpost. In some extreme cases, a Parallel Universe in which, though separate and normally inaccessible, a couch potato can share the same living room space with prehistoric mastodons from an unseen invisible alternate dimension. The not-so-simple fact is when it comes to the cosmos, "It's a jungle out there."

Impossible you say? Ridiculous? Absurd? The looney tune ravings of some non-compos-mentis! Hardly, but rather the seriously contemplated theories held by the most brilliant minds of the 21st century, who are even now recreating The Big Bang in search of the mysterious and elusive God Particle. According to the late Carl Sagan and author of the science fiction novel Contact, "somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known."

There's a strange serendipitous synchronicity between science and certain long-standing myths, legends and tall tales which tend to support the veracity of the unearthly aspects of fables and shaggy dog stories. Stories that might have once been considered the product of overactive imaginations and mankind's unrelenting efforts to escape the limited spectrum of linear reality.

Now, low and behold, the frontiers of science have finally elevated the fairy tale aspects of reality above what astrophysicists call The Giggle Factor. Seers, story tellers, sages, shamans and yes, even born-again Barnum's can reveal their truths without fear of ridicule or the Herculean effort of a suspension of disbelief.

And so, in keeping with the words of William Shakespeare, who expressed the following sentiments long before space travel was even a gleam in Werner Von Brawn's eye, "There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

 

The Millennial Shakespeare of Advertising

 

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New Age Princess of Humbug

 

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GYPSY BARNUM'S APOCRYPHAL THEATRE

 

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The Marvelous, The Unexplained and The Absurd

 

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The Surreal Super Heroes

 

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A Lost Kaleidoscope Frontier and The Cosmic Misadventures

 

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The Leader of The Paranormal Pack

 

The Mad Machiavellian MAMA MAZEPPA

 

Galloping Goddess and Matriarchal Dominatrix

 

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Her Own Self-Styled Utopian Underworld

 

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Arch Anarchist Alternate Outlaw Dimension

 

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The Primitive & Perilous Parallel Universe

 

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The Perverse Peripatetic

 

PLANET BIZARRO

There are 100 billion galaxies in the visible universe, with billions more beyond which we cannot see. In a Universe which seems to be infinite, some scientists theorize, that within our mind-boggling cosmos, there may be as many as eleven Parallel Universes. According to the official dictionary of the Associated Press the word exobiological means the act of investigating the possibility of life and the effects of extraterrestrial environments on living organisms from Earth.  

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BARNUM'S EXCELLENT EXOBIOLOGICAL EXTRAVAGANZA

  A psychologically subversive cyber spectacle intended to challenge your suspension of disbelief, compromise your faith in linear reality and totally debunk that 3-dimensional world by which all Citizens Screwed are unwittingly held hostage. Just as a 19th century Barnum once brought Grizzly Adams to Broadway from the distant Apocryphal Theater of America's Mythical Wild & Wooly West. A place that existed as much in the imaginations as it did in the Natural World, so too does a new age Barnum bring a wild bunch of a different persuasion to the information super highway from a mysteriously hidden and artfully obscured oasis situated somewhere in the vast expanses of elsewhere. A dark, derelict domain and dynamist’s playground ruled over by the rough riding weapons of mass distraction. That wild bunch of a different persuasion destined to invade our dreams and occupy our nightmares. The extra tempestuous, extra-terrestrial turnverein time travelers from the space time continuum of a former unfathomable wilderness. The magical and elusive mountain man's natural world. The Great Map of the Magnificence which once was and is no more, except for an absurd alien extension of a geographically intangible west of the Pecos world of curious and outlandish quantum possibilities. A spooky Six-Gun Psychedelic Outlaw Utopia floating on the fringes of fantasy and the badland’s borders of a dangerously deceptive Parallel Universe where nothing is as it seems, no one is who they appear to be, and everything is as it could never have been, in any other paradigm of reality but elsewhere. In The Magically Distorted Wonderfully Warped World of a Lost Kaleidoscope Frontier suspended in space, like the invisible monster of our own Milky Way Galaxy, a black hole whose existence Einstein doubted, this perverse Parallel Universe and Alternate Outlaw Dimension exists within an inescapable vortex wherein the laws of Physics do not apply, and the rules of any kind are not applicable. It is that nowhere place in the mind's nightmare alley in which God plays dice with the Universe.  

Beware All Ye Who Enter Here!

 

This is NOT your Grandfather's Barnum!

Just as the atom is key to Barnum's Excellent Exobiological Extravaganza, similarly as the atom is key to the universe, so too is "change" its modus operandi, the result being with the cosmos in a constant state of flux and for the most part invisible to the naked eye, what we, as carbon-based life forms perceive as our reality, is little more than an optical illusion.

A Fool’s Gold Perception of the so called "real world". An Intergalactic House of Mirrors and Cosmic Shell Game about which the average obtuse earthling is basically clueless. Which is what prompted a certain sleight of hand artist, an Ivy Island Entrepreneur by the name P.T. Barnum, to say "there is a sucker born every minute!"

As for Barnum himself, irrespective of his many faults and there were many, "In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king." Which is why this Beatified Bunko Artist chose from within the context of A Horse Opera and Three Ring Circus to fool, trick, conjure, enlighten, bewilder, shock and amaze the blinded bourgeoisie out of their customary complacency and the residual after effects of Victorian Repression, Puritanical Pretensions and Bigoted Religious Perspectives.

In an era in which entertainment was considered sinful and entertainers thought to be in league with the devil, along with such satanic pursuits as eating minced pie and celebrating Christmas, pagan preoccupations which could conceivably damn you to the eternal fires of hell. The narrow-minded zeitgeist of Primitive Americana, having been carried over from the dark ages and derived from the inquisition, literally put Barnum between a rock and a hard place.

It required this one of a kind nineteenth century entrepreneur to present his Museums, Horse Operas, Multiple Ring Circuses and ad hoc cultural events within the self-righteous context of a Morality Play" and Educational Exhibit. A spectacle charged with the lofty dual purpose of protecting the morals of its patrons and enlightening them as well.

In order to pass muster with the nineteenth century version of the moral majority or red, white and blues, Barnum's latter-day circus ventures had to be presented as a Sunday School Show and Edutainment type spectacle. The only format deemed acceptable to the church going establishment who, apart from their pious demeanors were like Whited Sepulchers, full of dead men's bones. A "must see" educational exhibit with "no child left behind". Without which no one could be said to have had a complete and proper education.

Obviously, a stretch, even for an accomplished Prince of Humbug. And complete it was. And like “no child left behind” “no gross me out” celebrated anomaly, human atrocity or Freakazoid phenom, either real or contrived was left out of.

The Shakespeare of Advertising's herculean effort to sell advance sale tickets and thoroughly exploit the salivating masses thirst for knowledge, hunger for the forbidden and appetite for the grotesque. A hunger that was apparently insatiable, suppressed as they had previously been by those who obviously had direct communication with the Almighty. That body politic of stiff-necked establishment hominids who walk upright, but according to those of us who are with it, can't see the forest for the trees. An attitude reflective of a disparaging lexicon of demonizing terms which go far beyond "Sucker". I'm sure you've heard them all before.

Every new book, TV series or movie regularly regurgitates them, like some rare archaeological find which supposedly legitimizes the latest embarrassing Gajo or Contrasti Big Top Revelation and supposed insight into a world they can't possibly begin to penetrate. A world which, like the layers of an onion, tells more tales than Scheherazade and like Thurston's Geometrization Conjecture takes on as many different mobile shapes and colors as the living Kaleidoscope that it is.

For those of us who long ago Stopped The World And Got Off, there is only one truth and it's ours and ours alone. As simplistic as it sounds, ours is a religion in which there is no separation between church and state, its principal precept being, The Show Must Go On. It's overriding religious mandate, get the show on the road, be it Route 66 or the information super highway. And only one political affiliation, My Big Top Right or Wrong, My Circus Big or Small. Apart from that, everything else falls off the radar of midway consciousness.

We live sequestered lives within the protective canvas cocoon of our own primitive and eclectic primary culture. A counter culture that protects us from the madness of that much larger industrialized society that exist beyond the borders of our Midway. Ours is a sovereign nation of diverse Outsiders.

Outsiders who seek no common ground with the establishment apart from whatever currency they can provide for whatever entertainment, enlightenment and paranormal events we have to offer. We are, after all, the Socio-Economic Extension of the Paranormal. A creative social anomaly whose existence in the here and now extend beyond time and space and the limited perspective of linear reality. A curious and diverse counter culture which is a universe unto its own within which there exists a Heinz 57 variety of alternate circus realities which fall into the context of that Kaleidoscope Frontier for whom The Horse is at the center of consciousness.

A consciousness founded on the belief that is was from the back of a horse that mankind first began to realize the true extent of his potential and experience an altered perception of his surroundings. A surrounding environment by which he was no longer trapped. Liberated as it were, because of the new-found mobility afforded to him by Equus Caballus. our very first Voyager. A symbiotic voyager that was their singular serendipitous gift from God.

 

ADDENDUM

 

After Barnum's death, his Sunday School Show was absorbed into the Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey Circus. A circus which, in the 21st century still retains its authentic and well-earned title of The Greatest Show on Earth and to this day represents the gold standard to which every Horse Opera aspires.

But, at the opposite end of the spectrum, there exists a Circus which is definitely not for children of any age. A polar extreme which offers a different kind of Edutainment for adults only. A circus as infamous as the goody two shoes version is famous. As dangerous as any death-defying high wire act Carl Wallenda didn't survive. As mysterious as any of Harry Houdini's great escapes. As romantically star crossed as Lietzel and Codonna's doomed love affair. A circus from whose wicked vortex of violence and vice, few ever return-dead or alive.

 

BEWARE, ALL YE WHO ENTER HERE

 

But if you are so fool hardy as to risk that one-way ticket to perdition, you will learn as others have, that in life, as in the circus ring, what goes around, comes around. And for every Citizen Screwed and discounted minority of one, there's the Beelzebub Blowback Syndrome and Bad Ass Butterfly Effect called The Circus Of Last Resort where the unmarked bodies of Suckers, Marks, Mooches and Rubes still lie buried under The Menagerie Manure Pile.