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by Mark Krueger

Archive 2005

April 1, 2005

2b or not 2b

Happy foolery to you. Is there a better time to get foolish than during Mercury retrograde with Bush as president and reality shows defining life for the American Idle? I was shopping at Maelstrom's iRaq yesterday and couldn't help but notice that the shelves were full of plenty for freedom loving consumers. The Evening Noose reported that Fallujah was coming out of its post-obliteration depression. The clip showed endless panoramic destruction there as a US patrol shot to death an innocent driver of a car that made the mistake of driving too fast, only to be followed by the declaration that a dozen families had received post-obliteration monetary compensation. Now that's liberation! The Pope got a feeding tube, meanwhile, after 15 years of limbo, Miss Terri was tubeless in Atlanta still tarrying before finally Schiavoing off this mortal coil.

So many are watching the tubes! Godness Gracious, things sure are going down the tubes during this tubescent Year of the Cock. Could there be any doubt? Tube or not tube, that is the question. The answer is tubular indeed.

The week starts with that boxed in, gonna die, victim reeking Grand Cross kinda feeling. Moon and Saturn oppose in Capricorn/Cancer; they are squared to Venus/Sun/Mercury in Aries opposed to Jupiter in Libra. This is another deep echo to the life and death in the balance set up that we've had for the last two months. Sumatran earthquakes shiver the timbre of our time. Unrest is coagulating. War has been internalized in a certain way: astral unraveling. Senselessness is burgeoning. No security can remedy the insecurity. No power can quell the fear. Questing for yourself in the Dream is never ending questioning. Looking for, or even attaining, the Answer is dubious do do. You can be and make choices. Beyond that......... well....... wait and see. To do to get to get it together is its own unraveling. You are simply seeing the mind's divide and conquer by distraction program, over and over and over............ thinker trails on the chalkboard. Folks are becoming more and more angry. People look blown out, shocky and reactionary. Here's mud in your I. Bottom's up. Jeers.

I'm moving around the country giving a talk entitled: Beyond The End Daze in which I speak of the end, the grotesque end of the Piscean Age in the years ahead. Come check it out. My Calendar page and following this Update on this page are where I announce my offerings. If you'd like to hear this presentation, please let me know and we can see about me showing up in your area. This End Daze is deepening each week. The effects are disturbing and dulling and delerioizing. Civilization is having a Big Whack Attack. Out of whack is normalizing. I say claim your consciousness and clear your karma or forever hold your pieces. The Rumble in the Jumble boxes you about the head and shoulders, not to mention the survivalesque lowest chakras. You don't have to be in the jam.

The rest of the week is real spacy. Be aware. With Mercury retrograde, no Earth signs and Aries's leapiness, there is a field of dreaminess. The Earth is Dearth song of the psyche is sticking like a broken record. Those not-enough feelings are screaming. More is loss in the mind, but it'll never tell you so. Gain begets game; loss leads to lessons that lose you in the shuffle. Just do what you want! It doesn't matter. Let the stories and projections go and just be and choose. The suffering is in the expectation that anything material or spiritual, or the whole existentialada, will deliver you to yourself. Not gonna happen. Read thy blips. You aren't failing. You are becoming aware of the Game, of its failing to deliver you to you. All you get are cheap, fancy trinkets, handfuls of mirage. This gnawing of the bonafide while waiting for the Truth Ferry is getting old for you. Or it's not. But if you hear what I'm saying, you are getting done with the Dream. The spiritual/material solutions offer you deliverance yet leave you holding the bag; empty or full matters not. Dissolution from the Game dissolves your identity in the problem/solution system. Let it come undone. Make choices and play with the Dream or be entombed to the gloom and glory holy roller coaster. It is your choice.

No foolin',
Mark