February 18, 2005
Swimming with the Fishes
"Swims with the fishes" is supposedly a Cosa Nostra reference to
wearing concrete shoes at the bottom of Long Island Sound.
Welcome to Pisces! On the 18th at 8:32 am EST the Sun enters our
last and glorious wateriest Water Sign. In embodiment the soul
concretizes into this deep and strange Dream of Life. When Pisces
is lit up, all of the projections, expectations and
disappointments of incarnation inflame. This week all of it and
then some is illuminated in spades, shovels and backhoes. Can you
dig it? No need to; the stuff surfaces on its own. Relax and let
it fall away. This is your opportunity to dissolve the karmic
crud of eons. If you identify into the higher self and all the
other spiritualesque projections, you'll shed on one side of the
coin and pile up on the other. You've been goin' fission; fusion
seems like it oughta work real good. But you just keep on
humptying with the dumptying; sittin' on the wall, fallin' off
the wall; all the King's blah blah blah. Nothing wrong with that,
but it will never clear suffering for you (or them for that
matter).
Pisces is the collection of all experience. It is everything. On
the way to the beginning, the rebirth, in Aries, it must become
nothing. Pisces is everything and nothing. It is the most
inscrutable Sign, amorphous and all embracing. You won't get a
handle on it or nail it down. 'Tis the slippery slopes of
slippery slopes. Guess how you may feel in the next week or
three?
Pisces is the poster child of depression. All signs bear the same
depression in that they maintain the fractured search for one's
self or Self or the ONE, but Pisces goes fishing inexorably and
therein lies the glub glub glub. Sink or swim but you are still
sunk. The Dream, all of Creation, is a depression of one's
consciousness for the Game of it. Creation is not you. You are
actually not in it. You are playing in it. If you don't find it
particularly entertaining anymore, claim your own consciousness
and clear your own karma. I can help you with that.
Pisces has shitty boundaries: The Psychic Psieve. In the effort
of All One, down goes the thing called boundary and then comes
the boundless informations, energies, feelings and all. Pisces
reaches out and touches and so is a wholesale clearing house for
every damn thing in Creation. It is beyond doormatism; it acts as
the hostess with the mostess. Every kind of entity, so-called
good and bad traffic through this amazing Sign. Compassion and
cruelty hang together in a crazy making mix. Can you see the
cruelty inside of compassion in that compassion feeds off of the
suffering of others? Compassion unconsciously is invested in
others suffering and maintains it thereby. Pisces knows more than
a thing or two about all of this but it does tend to get buried
in it all at the same time. Of course it is a no-no to poke the
sacred cow that milks the mind, the higher mind, The Purpose.
Holy mackerel.
Folks are waking up to the fact that the spiritual agenda and the
material agenda aren't working for them and that they are working
for them. Cut that shit loose! The God goodies are your soul
salvation, your life preserver. What you don't see is that as you
cling to it, it is attached to the bulkhead of the Titanic and
the ship is going down as you get saved. You got plenty of
company so it seems okay............ Mr. Jim Jones, Mr. Jim
Jones, Mr. Jim Jones.................... you got a thing goin'
on.
I'm being blunt with you. The greatest unconsciousness is in the
spiritual projections around Consciousness and such. The mind
always splits off ever higher mindstuff for you to go inhabit.
You can break your inhabit by claiming your consciousness and
clearing your karma directly. Consciousness is the higher mind.
Your own consciousness, which is how you could be aware of
Consciousness if there was such a thing, is who you are. The rest
is a movie, the Game. Go for it if you choose, but you can choose
to drop the Game for you. The rest of them in your movie......
well, that's their business, but oh, and I mean Ohhhhhhh, does
the mind love to go adiddlin' in others' bidness. You can't. You
can try. That's why life is so trying. You endlessly fail in the
trial and error of it all but it is not your error. You are
seeing through the Game. There is no solution. There is
dissolution of your identification in the Game if you choose.
Choose or be Tsunamied over and over again in the years ahead.
I know I'm on my scopebox this morning. I'm adamant. I hate to
see you suffer. That's why I do what I do. I can't do shit about
your suffering. But you can. I'd like it if there were less folks
in the world who were suffering so egregiously. That'd be nice
for me. Unmisery loves company. May you get done with the Dream
for you.
It's a hell of a week and I mean that. There's a strong T-cross
of Saturn in Cancer opposed to Mars in Capricorn with Jupiter in
Libra at their mid point. All of the fear around life and death
is up and frying. That primal polarity laces through absolutely
everything in the Dream. Existence:Non-Existence that is the
questing. One begets the other. They have nothing to do with who
you are. You do not exist and you do not not exist. You are. You
be. Existence is what Creation does. The mind plays the
non-existence card on your ass whenever you get close to the edge
of the Dream. Claim your own consciousness and the mind,
spiritual to material, dies. But it will always all ways tell you
that you will die. It's a lying parasite and you don't need it
one iota. Dump the barnacle.
On the 23rd we have a Full Moon at 11:54 pm EST in Virgo-Pisces.
This brings up all of the victim/tyrant, victim/savior goop.
Again, this is the stuff that underpins the drama. So it is
national victim week. Tyrants become victims and victims become
tyrants. If you are hanging on to any of those stories, you will
be spinning green facedly while projectile vomiting with the bed
galloping. I exaggerate a tad. But this is a gnarly one. The good
news is that it will be such a cartoon for you that you can see
through it. If you see through it, make a choice for you. Drop
the Game. Not just the material, incarnate Game, but the
spiritual Game as well. The one side begets the other in the
endless dance but the mind will tell you that you can ascend to
the promised land. It's a parking lot and back you'll come some
daze later. Ride 'em cowboy if you like the drama. If you are
done, be done. Be.
Mark