Alternately ingenious and intimate, we here at Transistor Subsistor Sisters would like to post this on Father's Day, in order to discuss with and remind you all of the fact that the hand that rocks the cradle indeed controls the world.
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Tuesday, September 1, 2009
The Legend of El Ciderella
In the early potion of the last millenium, the medieval city of Valencia, Spain was ruled for some time by one Rodrigo Diaz de Vivar, a reknowned millitary General, legal arbiter and intellectual strategist who would come to be known during his military and monarchal career as El Cid.
El Cid's vivid style of erudition, scholarship and fierceness of warrior intuition all helped to make El Cid one of the primary tools of the Spanish Regent Lord, Alphonso IV, in his continual battles of attrition against the invasion of the Moorish hordes threatening to overthrow his kingdom in the second great millenium.
El Cid would face tribal intrigue at the hands of his fellow Spanish Lords, expulsion from the face of Alphonso IV, life as a ruthless military mercenary warlord, triumphant conqueror who would unite Valencia and it's neighboring communities under his own auspices and finally chief administrator and legal adjudicator over a terriory which allowed both Christians and Muslims to live in unfettered harmony amongst one another while working side by side in his kingdom.
In fact, the very term "Cid" is actually derived from the archaic arabic term "Sayyid" meaning "Lord", a term which seems to be the outright personification of this most astonishing figure in history who became revered amongst his people as "one of them", in spite of his royal lineage.
In fact, El Cid proved resolutely determined to include and carefully consider the opinions and analysis of all of his soldiers and guards, before beginning any military excursion. This approach marked El Cid as both one of the most innovative military strategists to administer with a mindset directed toward co-operation and arguably History's most consistently successful master of warfare, martial subterfuge and trench-front enemy neutralization.
El Cid would enter into the realm of legend (as well as a peaceful reign and final rest) on July 10, 1099 A.D., while becoming Spain's official National Hero all the way until the collapse of Western Civilization as we know it today.
This Collapse will take place within our lifetimes.
After the end of all we now know, the final embers of life will indeed flutter back into some semblence of regularity. However, life will regularly become a struggle for subsistance and survival, as tribes of violent terror-seekers and thrill hungry throng about the desolate byways of the "future", seeking respite from their own petty cutthroat lives at the end of a gun.
However, genetic engineers will rely upon the still-surviving genetic codec of El Cid and his familial bloodline to create a new class of thoughtful leaders to help usher in a great new society, from the crushed shell of that terror fraught ulcer your great-grandchildren will call reality.
Her name will be El Ciderella, and she will wield a reasonably accurate facsimile of the Moorish-Hewn sword rendered and smelt with Damascus Steel wielded by El Cid himself, during his lifetime.
El Ciderella will be given explicit instructional coda which will be embedded in the neurological pathways of her DNA, ensuring that she will behave as though her blade is "a shimmering leaf of greatness and potency" which must never leave her side, for fear of losing her very essence. Only the bravest and most well schooled warrior can ever hope to test her in battle while she wrestles with her soul and her lineage...and any man able to best her in a fight will be the man she marries.
In the shock that will be the next millenial sunrise and dawn, only the strong, loving and most determined will see the beginning of Humanity's next epoch, being born and built up for the creating.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Fairies 004:They are not truly handicapped- in reality they are handicapable!
All of the legends and fables which extol the virtuous lives and inordinately noble mental and spiritual mooring of the magnificently beneficent race known within our deeply troubled sphere as Fairies are variegated and, often, subject to ridicule.
However, in one regard, the legends about the pristine purity of the very soul and essence of the fairy have been all too accurate. This singular component of the socio-spiritual make-up of the conventional fairy's genetic coda centers around their complete lack of comprehension of the foibles inherent in evil, jealousy, envy and other duplicitous products of the dark side of the human imagination. Fairies are, indeed, creatures of abject purity and joy with absolutely no ability to either divine or discern the rudiments of evil, as it exists with such proliferation in the homosapien species.
However, as fairies are finite in terms of their ability to survive the terrors of being physically accosted within the realities of our brutal time, their innate inability to make qualified judgements about the excesses of the morbid nature of human beings leaves them in a realm of severe, potentially life-threatening disadvantage.
In response, the higher powers which both control the very fabric of existance and observe and hold vigil over us all while lying within every atom, breath and emotion we encounter have provided these beautiful creatures sent into the foetid domain of man to enliven our lives with equally divine "creatures", to facilitate their altruistic tasks. In this illustration, we see two joyful fairies preparing to embark on a hazardous journey into the morally depreciated drudgery known as Modern 21st century society, with a strangely sanguine-seeming four-footed friend in tow.
As fairies lack the capacity to differentiate between potentially "dangerous" people and keenly spiritual "safe" people during their journeys into the hellacious nightmares of modern human life, The aforementioned Higher Powers have deemed fairies to be a lifeform possessed of a universal-throughout-their-species kind of "handicap". Thus, the canine-esque animal being held on a spectral leash is the fairies' best friend, as they "suffer" from the onus of "blindness to evil."
Note the elongated antenna atop the head and series of different types of eyes lining along the inside of the animal's tail. These accoutrements are actually specialized sensors bestowed by the ancient creator upon select members of an already deeply empathic (as well as physically impressive and dexterity-cloaked) dog breed generally known in human circles as an "Alaskan Malamute", so as to allow the animal the ability to discover at a moment's notice the true feelings, hidden agendas and potentially sureptitous notions lying in the hearts and minds of any human beings his two fairy masters may encounter.
This creature is known as an "Awarewolf".
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
A Blade Runner Wearing High Heels
In the year 2234, Humanity is on the cusp of realizing its final dimunition as per centuries of unabated polluting of its environment, endless automation and mechanization of it's own physiological auspices and a determined focus upon eradicating all semblance of free thought. The threat of the replicants of 125 years earlier , genetically engineered humanoids originally created to serve free-born men and women which had turned rogue in an extreme attempt to overthrow the dominion of their creators, has been replaced by the emergence of a new terror: Sexual depravity in the form of a global epidemic known as Innately Neurotic Contemplations of Unctuous, Ribald, Antithetically Bombastic Lewdness in Eroticism (I.N.C.U.R.A.B.L.E.). Humanity has fallen prey to slavish pomposity in the stead of romantic engagement, Sexual obsession at the expense of spiritual fealty as well as physical distraction overwhelming meaningful interaction. As a result, Humanity has reached a point wherein the very discussion of physical intimacy between the sexes is non-existent, men and women view each other with abject terror, revulsion and mistrust and Civilization teeters on the verge of collapse, as Love is viewed as a quaint anachronism better left to the realms of dust-collection in the digitized repositories of the Smithsonian...alongside MP3 Players, Chaos Theory and The Geneva Convention.
However, as a result of sex becoming a loveless exchange of bodily fluids, as opposed to a meaningful tryst between two consenting adults, Planet Earth is inundated with unending generations of young people known as Arrested Developmentali. They are so named, as they are literally born with severely truncated aptitudes for displaying kindness, moral rectitude, common courtesy and social awareness in any or all of their dealings. Hence, Arrested Developmentali are ill-equipped to continue humanity's age-old quest for evolving to a higher state, as their collective intellectual quotients are abyssmal...while their capacity for rape, incest, slaughter and defamation of their fellow man is astronomical.
In a desperate effort to save humanity, concerned military, industrial and commercial leaders revisit the technology used a century and a half previously to create the replicants: enter The Emancipati. Although female, Emancipati have been engineered to display the most extensive physical dexterity of any homo sapien ever allowed to trod this sphere, whether natural-born or genetically manipulated. Their duty is succinct: They are to use their genetically-engineered precepts of principles, morals, philosophy and intellect to redeem a sodden and sulled society, wringing it all from the depths of its own collective decay. The Emancipati Soldier depicted here stands atop a launching pedastal situated just before her High-Mach achieving Hover-Hawk. Her genetically-fostered sense of serenity and joy in spite of the deplorable conditions prevalent in the smog-encrusted, hatred blanketed megalithic metropolis behind her is nothing if not a balm of reassurance within which her creators can lie in certitude, as per the unhindered progress of her mission...even as her artificially manipulated life span of 8-12 years is guaranteed to end, well before the alleged success of this campaign is realized.
Oh, Just behave Thyself, Mademoiselle Hernandez!
Oh, Just behave Thyself, Mademoiselle Hernandez!, originally uploaded by Alphaholics Non-Anonymous Art Studios.
In this strangely life-like facsimile of one of our favorite Transistor Subsistor Sisters, Metamorpho/sis, the viewer may seem bemused and cajoled into stupor by the lively demeanor of the subject of the rendering. However, the viewer would do well to note the creation of a wide variety of not-too-terribly-subtle touches of fashion invention, tooled and drawn by the illustrator of this piece, one L. Llewellyn James.
In an attempt to, apparenlty, lend some greater substance to Metamorpho/sis' adornments (with said embellishments standing in stark contrast to the rather pallid and plain work uniform our dear Metamorpho/sis had originally been wearing at the time), L.Llewellyn James chose to create an entire phalanx of garb accessories meant to enliven Metamorpho/sis' demeanor. Not the least which being the "Italicks" ensignia draping Metamorphosis' right shoulder lapel. Here, Mr. James had been attempting to emulate wholesale the sort of urban attire coiffure so readily apparent in urban streetwear manufacturers/clothing lines such as Akademiks, Fubu, Sean John, et al.
For more of Mr. James work, please stroll over to www.alphaholism.blogspot.com
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Meta-morpho/sis Graces you with her presence
Oh, Just behave Thyself, Mademoiselle Hernandez!
Originally uploaded by Alphaholics Non-Anonymous Art Studios
This is an actual illustration created of just such a moment, created by a semi-talented neanderthal who insists upon attempting to bestow some semblence of respectability upon himself by referring to himself as "L. Llewellyn James". He is also a negro...but, for the time being, we in the transistorized sisterhood will not hold this against him.
See more of his work here: www.alphaholism.blogspot.com
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