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by Mark Krueger

Archive 2007


July 13, 2007

Out of Luck and Into Choice

Happy Friday the 13th. We had one in April. It seems there are usually two per year. Let this one be quite lucky for you. Clear your fears and beliefs in general; likewise with Grace and Fortune and the lot. They're just projections and projections inherently hold suffering. Luck, after all, is what you make of it. Be, intend and choose. You have no real control over things, but you do have choice in the Dream. Exercise your choice by pre-intention and you'll find that life reflects the delight of your being most of the time. Serendipity do........

Today is Mr. Rubik's birthday. He's the Cube guy. Isn't it all an endless Rubik's Cube of obsessive effort to go from chaos to order, only to find that the end trophy is repeating entropy? I've always enjoyed that developmental stage in children wherein they are endlessly fascinated with building up the blocks and then crashing them down. The little yogis know exactly what's going on..... until they get their orders, and I mean that in oh so many ways.

New Moon in Cancer on 7/14 at 5:04 am PDT. Also at 11:25 am PDT Venus enters Virgo, the Sphinx Point. You may be feeling more than a little virginal, pure as the driven slush. It is a quite sullied world these days and it's hard on the virgin in all of us. Take care of your precious self. Nurture and nature. Easy does it. Tender mercies and regular acts of kindness and generosity all around, ay? Being is inherently kind without hooks. Being is aware and sensitive without the victim noise. Being is fun and hilarious. Enjoy your being. Claim your own consciousness and clear your own karma.

The 14th is Bastille Day, French Independence Day and also my birthday. It's the double nickel for me and I feel like an old man, but I'm still full of adventure. Are there any Parisians out there, dear readers? I want to spend my birthday next year in the City of Lights and get a real Eiffel! Actually while I'm at it, I want to be at the French Open tennis tournament in May at Roland Garros, Wimbledon in June and back to Paris for 7/14. Intend and ask and ye shall manifest. I enjoy myself while playing with the Dream. I surely want you to, too. Why knot? Unwind your karma and play with the dough. Frolic. Fiddle while your roaming burns. Unwrap your presence. Giggle and gaggle, wiggle and waggle and chuckle with the blessed of them.....

What a corker of a Mercury retrograde, n'est pas? It is so galacticly spacy these days and the ole Merc drove it all in loops of glorious silly sallies. Tis done now. Onwards. Pluto is at the Galactic Center on the 17th. Don't hold on to your hat or your ass or your breath. Breathe that clean galactic era. No way to make sense of it finally. Tis the Mystery and nothing to do about it. I recommend coming karmically undone and let the shifts fall where they may. There's much to do about everything out there what with getting the energy and grids all fancy and right and Light and what has you. Fools' goals in my opinion. Vanity fare. Do you actually think that the so called higher beings have any more of a clue than you? They're stuck deeper in the Dream than mortals after all. Every channeling I've ever heard makes less sense than what the channeler could have told outright. No need to dumb up! Be and see. Dump the projections and play.

Love is fragrant these days. Proceed with awareness and choice. Let go of the notion that the stuff is going to fix you or them. It's just the old Fixation of Creation. Let love breathe and flow. Stop and smell the neuroses, but carry on anyway, as you choose. Choosers are not beggars. Love can make you beg, roll over, fetch and shit in the living room. Whether you're a rover or a retriever, whether you ain't nothin' but a hounded dog or pamperin' poodle, enjoy your self and then the Other. If you expect to get real joy from them that will last forever and ever amen....... you'll just be married to suffering.

Lucky you be,
Mark