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 by Mark Krueger Archive 2006June 16, 2006
Fight and Flight: Adrenalin in the Fast LaneHail Earthlings. It's the last week of the Grand Cross. Hellalujah. Mars conjuncts Saturn in Leo on the 17th at 11:03 pm PDT. The last one was two years ago in Cancer. All the Big Babies of Power are acting out big time. But the Wheel spinneth fast and the karma is more and more instant resulting in lots of drama in the weeks ahead. Personally let go of all your infantile stuff, but that's way easier said than done. The Grand Cross has offered involuntarily grinding down in the stories of the moment of your incarnation; therefore, all that goop is up any way. So let go of powerlessness and the reaction to that, which is Power (which is what the big boys masturbate detrimentally in big ways). Be and choose. I say this so often but it bears repeating cuz the machinery of the Dream overwhelms your being and choice. Cut the crap and play your way through the dilemmas and drudge. It's kind of cool to get a Mars/Saturn conjunction at Father's Day. Mars represents the male, amongst many other things. And Saturn represents the father, amongst many other things as well. Praise be to men and fathers and boys and the masculine. May the dregs of the patriarchy swiftly and gently melt from all of our baggage. Men lag in their development here at the end of patriarchal days. Women as a class tend to be much more aware currently. They've been forced, but indeed have chosen, to cook more of their baby parts. Men are cut off from two thirds of their emotions in terms of expression and unless they face their fears and griefs, they'll sink deeper in rageful impotency frozen by old unconscious stories. Men: wake up and smell your neuroses and proactively clean up that shit. Your behaviors have stunk for a long while, but more importantly there's been a long held festering inside of you and I hate to see that in my brethren. Your feelings won't get you if you face them; but if you don't face them they have got you by the balls of confusion which leads to the Temptations in the psychedelic shack of the mind. You may be too proud to beg but nobody can get next to you. It might be just my imagination running away with me but you are standing on shakey ground when you project on to women seeing beauty as skin deep. You know you are losing you. So get ready. Just because papa was a rolling stone doesn't mean you can cruise on cloud nine. It matters the way you do the things you do. I wish it would rain and wash away all of your sorrows. So let the teardrops fall where they may. Let the fears be in the past from whence they came. Stand tall and clearly be you. And watch out for The Supremes. This week is full on loaded with major shifts, so don't worry if things are a little shifty. The Sun opposes Pluto on the 16th. Uranus goes retrograde on the 19th at 12:40 am PDT as Mars squares Jupiter. The financial markets are worrying. The house of cards is full of jokers in the old boys' clubs who have been on the diamonds too long and keep out the spades and others so that they can't find their hearts no matter what is Trump. Something's gotta give around all this taking. The pyramid scheme of capitalism is standing on its pinochle and the have-nots are tired of being fully decked. Where's the bridge? Gamboling through the wreckage will not unshuffle the problems at hand. Power must come off of its high, hoarse hoarding of the pots of gold. Circulation and flow are key. Call it sharing if you like but the cold, dead hands that grip the wealth of the world must succumb now or forever defend their ancient fear......... to the debt. Our highly credited society is reeling and all the derivatives quake. Owe, owe, owe your boat rapidly down the mainstream. Scarily, scarily, scarily, scarily life is about to scream. Also on the 19th the Moon's nodes shift from Aries/Libra to Pisces/Virgo going through the Ouroboros point of the alpha and omega of the Zodiac. Previous shifts were in 12/2/87, 4/19/69 and 7/26/50. The 1987 shift was some weeks after that huge stock market crash. These echoes are flying around. Crashes and wars and dark dalliances are imminent. So many props are kept in place to hold up the unreal and unsustainable positions of greed and power, but that shit is getting its comeuppance. The difficulty is to see where it will manifest and it's everybody's guess. The chronic depression of your own consciousness in the Dream is becoming exquisitely apparent. Doing just gets you deeper in the do do dodo. Unwind from the mind. Claim your own consciousness as who you are and let go of the projections and suffering for you. Others you actually do anything about except be present with them and the ask what they want. That would be helpful but the world or anything in it is inherently unsavable because everybody's looping in their own movie. So talk to them and ask what they want if you want to be helpful, but please leave their destinies to their selves and take care of your own beeswax lest you get hives, honey. It's Solstice on the 21st at 5:26 am PDT as the Sun goes into Cancer. It's downhill from here on as the temperature goes up up up...... not permanently but noisily. Jupiter squares Saturn on the 22nd at 11:45 am PDT. Conflict is on the front burner because all of its triggers have been kept on the back burners for way too long. Be with what is as it is. Express your self and make choices for yourself. It's essential that communication be kept open now, consciously! Acting out leads to outright wars. A true warrior does not fight. She/he does not defend. A true warrior meets the so-called enemy with eyes wide open. Drop the armor and up your awareness. Allow impatience but be direct and steadfast. There is an endless war in Creation between expansive and contractive impulses. The middle way, the Tao, neutrality, balance and such maintain the polarities while keeping you busy and distracted by the middle/balance thing. It doesn't work ultimately, otherwise it would've worked by now. By allowing the changeitis of the swinging pendulum of the mind, you can let go of identifying in it and thereby fighting it. Just be yourself and play on, even with the turds.
Happy Summer,
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