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Posted by wonderaz on 09-09-2000 11:59 PM:

Post ROCKET MAN

Here is another little paragon for your reading pleasure.

One of the founding fathers of the Jet Propulsion
Laboratory, (he put the JP in JPL.), Jack Parsons was born
in 1914, and died mysteriously in 1952. It was the time in
between that gets really bizarre, though.

Most of us think of rocket scientists as fresh faced
All-American geeks with a no-nonsense approach to life, both
public and personal. Not in this reality. Jack Parsons was
rather good-looking, and one of the most daring of all the
new wizards of space.

His early work on extremely volatile rocket fuel was so
highly regarded that he has a crater on the Moon named after
him. By August of 1941, his work had produced rockets stable
enough to use as bolt on jet-assisted-take-off, (JATO). But
before every test, he had one strange ritual, he insisted on
invoking Aleister Crowley's "Hymn to Pan"


Post war, these JATO "bottle rockets", (modified Ercoupe
light aircraft, with twenty-eight pound per twelve-second
thrusts, were the first jet propelled rockets, and made from
mail-order aircraft.), evolved into the liquid fuel Corporal
rockets, and the solid fueled Sergeant.

Besides his penchant for ritually blessing every test, and
dedicating it to the horned god of fertility, he also was an
active member of the Agape Lodge of the Ordo Templi
Orientis, aka the OTO. And wrote Crowley extensively,
addressing him as "Most Beloved Father." This to the
questionable gentleman who claimed to be the beast of
Revelations.

Parson's abode, 1003 South Orange Grove Ave., in Pasadena
was a virtual asylum for the poets, prophets, madmen, and
the lost. He used to advertise for tenants, specifying only
bohemians, musicians, artists, atheists, anarchists,
communists, and Satanists need apply. Tales of orgies, black
magic, seances, drug use, and other strange things ran
rampant about Parsons' household. (Kind of reminds me of
Frank Zappa's song "Let's Make the Water Turn Black." With
Kenny's little creatures on display.)

Parsons also was a big time womanizer, who claimed to be the
antichrist. Though I do believe it became a bone of
contention between him and Crowley, who disliked Parsons'
blasé attitude about discipline to "the craft." Parsons was
definitely more of an alchemist than a practitioner of the
black arts, but was way more interested in the sex-magick
aspect of the OTO.

Parsons' house could also be found with some of the top
names of science fiction literature lounging around his
household. Most notably among them was Jack Williamson,
A.E.Van Vogt, Robert Heinlein, Forrest J. Ackerman, and Alva
Rogers. Ackerman headed up the L.A.S.F. Society, where
Parsons also met Ray Bradbury.

Another couple of questionable characters that could be
found in Parsons' company were Frank Molina, a powerful
member in GALCIT3, Werner Von Braun, a Nazi scientist, and
Dr. Hsue-shen Tsien, who became Chairman Mao's first man of
missiles, creating the Silkworm missile.

Another running partner to this blend of genius and madness
was L.Ron Hubbard, his partner in magickal workings. The
Dianetics master himself moved into Parsons' house, and
immediately became a pupil of Parsons', being initiated into
the OTO. Together they decided to "create" an elemental. (A
being from another dimension, sometimes fairies are known as
elementals. Each of the four elemental signs in astrology
has one. Water has ondines, Fire has salamanders, Earth has
gnomes, and Air belongs to the slyphs.)

In January of 1946, these two acolytes began a long, complex
ritual to raise this otherworldly creature, bestowed with
magickal powers.
According to Parsons, it worked when two weeks later,
Marjorie Elizabeth Cameron showed up, and completely
overwhelmed Parsons, and Hubbard.

According to John Carter, in "Sex and Rockets," Cameron was
"sprung from Parsons head like Sophia from the Godhead, or
Pallas Athena from Zeus." In February, Parsons wrote Crowley
proclaiming; "I have my elemental!"

They next decided to perform another ritual to produce a
"moonchild" between Parsons and Cameron, called "Babalon
Working." Which was supposed to re-instate a mythical
lycanthropic race to power. This was actually a book written
by one of Parsons' associates, Jack Williamson, in a book
called "Darker Than You Think." The premise being that when
the moonchild was born, they would rise up against the
tyranny of the human race, and re-take their proper place as
a world power. And for anyone who doesn't know, it's a race
of werewolves.
Things went awry however, when Hubbard and Parsons' squeeze
at the time, nineteen year old Betty Northrup, disappeared,
along with ten thousand dollars of Parsons' money. Kind of
blew that partnership right out the door, and had Parsons
throwing spells at the two, who had tried to disappear by
sea. Reportedly, the spell worked, and the two were almost
killed in a storm that blew up out of nowhere.

And then of course, anyone with such a flamboyant, colorful
personality as Jack Parsons was not going to miss the ever
watchful eye of J.Edgar Hoover. It was reported that he came
under the investigation of the F.B.I. from the early 1940's
to, at last count, 1951.
He was investigated for among other things, suspected
communist affiliations, and activities. Finally culminating
in losing his security clearance for alleged espionage.

On Tuesday, June 17th, 1952, ( Though this date changes from
source to source...just adding to the mystery, I suppose.)
Jack Parsons' meteoric career came to an end as his house
was rocked by two explosions, and he was consumed by the
fire he so dangerously played with in life.

Gee, too bad we can't get him in here to post a bit. Ah well, some of you make up for that. Kudos Laura.


Posted by Fiend on 09-10-2000 12:05 AM:

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wow thanks for the read man

that was facinating, truly (no sarcasm intended)

that dude sounded mighty strange


Posted by JoeyCat on 09-10-2000 12:07 AM:

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I always suspected L Ron Hubbard was evil.


Posted by Paint CHiPs on 09-10-2000 12:14 AM:

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I just skimmed it really. Something about John Travolta being a werewolf who secretly makes rockets with Mao Tse-Tung's ghost, which was raised by an elemental nympho and Ray Bradbury, who lived together in a bohemian commune with a bunch of nazi's until J Edgar Hoover ran off with some 19 year old girl and some money, right before blowing them up. That about right?

Really, Wonderaz, I think you need to check your sources.


Posted by wonderaz on 09-10-2000 12:33 AM:

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Once again you challange me, Paint. Try reading this book (not my source) and if you grovel at my feet long enough, I may forgive you.
Sex and Rockets : The Occult World of Jack Parsons


Posted by memdink on 09-10-2000 01:05 AM:

Cool

Personal flying machine

Flying cars.

Flying Transformer©


Posted by wonderaz on 09-10-2000 05:46 AM:

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quote:
Originally posted by memdink:
Personal flying machine

Flying cars.

Flying Transformer©




VERY cool Memdink, when Moller came out with the XM-4 in the mid 70's, I had all the info on the craft. He wanted $23,000 for one and was waiting for FAA approval which never came due to a spate of experimental plane mishaps during that time. I was SO disappointed. (I hadn;t quite figured out where I was going to get the money but I was obsessed with the thought of having one)


Posted by memdink on 09-10-2000 10:08 AM:

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I know, right? Those things are so freakin cool. 960hp, 15mpg and a 300mph+ cruising speed.

M400



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