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 by Mark Krueger Archive 2005
In the Eye of a WinkWhat Mars your life? What really burns your asteroid? What would you like to cleanse with comet? I suspect that we are nearing a close encounter of the feared kind. Something extraterrestrial comes out of the lurks to monkey wrench the works. This is an odd time. The akimbo of limbo. Anxiety is building in a deep and mournful tone. It's always the two-dreaded mind, weasleydumb and weasleydeed aka push-me/pull-me. But all the cylinders are firing in the planetary grinder. What kind of sausage is going to come out the other end? These are the End Daze. When all endings, good and bad, get loud and in your psyche. The desperation to do something creates the fog of war. This is creeping through the collective. Obscurity is on the tip of the tongue. Garg-oils leer in the dark. Meanwhile, we're just bustling along; have a nice day; cheers....... Don't worry, even as you notice the worry. You don't have to control it. Just don't identify in it. You aren't the ad on tv. Why would you identify with the thoughts that march through your head? The All Oneness of Creation is the mind, the fields of Dream, the flotsam and jetsam of the Oceanic. It ain't you. Go ahead and be all one with it, but you will likely soon get slammed from one dimension to another as the drama pushes the pendulum and the pit. You are your own being, your own consciousness. The drama of the mind will want to pull you into the matrix left and right, up and down, good and bad. It'll want you to buy one end of the polarizations: be good, be holy, be rich, be ________. Just be. And see....... This isn't some slacker thing, laid back and logie, Being is as dynamic as can be. We're not talking about being blissed, transcendent, above it all. Just being. No big deal. Present. That's how ya be choiceful. Otherwise you get jerked around by jerks while you're acting like a jerk. The old jerk off gets you trying to master the bait. What's the outcome of all that? Then you have to mind what you're doing. Get pure. No desire. Blah blah blob. No need to sink into the silly con valley whilst thinking assention. Old Mars is hosting a hoax. Email reports began some months ago about Mars being the closest it'll be in many a millennia this week. Not so. That was in 2003. Ironically, the date the hoaxsters picked for the faux show is when Mars is in the mid point of Taurus while forming a perfect T-cross to Mercury which is in the mid point of Leo and Neptune which is in the mid point of Aquarius. This is astrologically unusual and very potent. Become the potentate of your own being. The Buddhas and Bardos, Barons and Morons are whooping it up with more goofy confusion than you can believe. It's going on and on underneath the Dreamcycle. Have a lick at it and you perhaps will see. Power shivers and sheiks the booty. Oily to embed, oily to uprise makes the Man wealthy and so very unwise. The chickens are coming home to roust. The Big Boys are beginning to get their comeuppance. Downward spirals ensue with whirled peace. Blasphemed are the peacemakers for they shall inhibit the dearth. Liar's lyre planets on fire....... This is all just a hitch in your Armegeddalong. (I just did a Yahoo! search to see how to spell Armageddon. Guess how many results? {12,600,000}). Well, yahoo indeed!!! Do you get the picture? There's just goofy old crusty crap of the end of the end of the end surfacing. Don't make it real. Make choices instead. The mind wants you frozen in your karmic dilemmas. Won't that be fun. Had enough yet? As the shift hits the fantastic, keep your humor. The week ahead is fine and dandy and so are you, but feelings and thoughts swirl and gurgle and pop. So what? They aren't you. Get on with what you want. Hug the ones you love. Play in the sun for fun.
Wink wink,
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