Whazzup buttercups? 'Tis the dogged daze of summer. Enjoying all the trappings of Creation?

It's Sphinx Point time. Apparently I named this thing. I Google on it and I come up and perhaps one or two other references, one of them to zero Libra. I'd thought I read about it thirty years ago, but I haven't found any references to it. The Sphinx in Egypt has the body of a lion and the head of a human. In astrology, Leo the lion is followed by Virgo the human. I name zero Virgo, the cusp between the last of Leo and the onset of Virgo, the Sphinx Point. I've had many clients over my career with planets in that point, which wouldn't be surprising if I've got some odd karma to share with them about it; but it is unusual to have one or two degrees out of the 360 that keep coming up. It's almost always a planet and not an ascendant.

Folks that have a planet in that point (only give it a one degree orb, it's very specific), carry Silence. Wherever they go they deliver Silence to whomever they encounter. It is a great attainment, but as with all attainments, it's got ya more than you've got it. The bearer delivers Silence, but they don't get any of it. They suck up the people's noise. The other's feel better after the Sphinx Pointer has been with them; the carrier feels worse. None of the parties know this is going on. Unfortunately, it doesn't work. Temporary relief occurs for the receiver, but then they fill back in with their karmic noise; the bearer still feels crappy. So much for power and all the spiritual projections. A fancy change happens. So what?

You may be noticing the so what? right now. You do alllllll this stuff and shift happens and then shit happens and you do your power thang cuz it didn't work but you feel powerful and then you do it again. Pavlov's doggedness with lots of drooling. Conditioned response while believing unconditional love/spirit. Unconditional is a condition and is the same old same old Game.

Are ya tired yet?

Mercury heads through the Sphinx Point as it enters Virgo 8/19 at 6:01 am PDT. The Sun does likewise on 8/23 at 5:08 am PDT. All of this is preceding Saturn entering Virgo 9/2 at 6:49 am PDT. It hasn't done that since 11/16/1977. Angstiety is ramping up to fevered pitch. People, places and things will start dropping like flies in the ointment. The noise in the psyche and in the world will be fingernails on the chaulkboardom. 'Tis a dull and boring roar that is always there, but now you get to hear it without cessation for several years. Transcendence will only exacerbate the noise; in fact it is part and parcel of the noise. Om is just the cry of longing for coming home to one's being. Om sweet om won't feel comforting anymore, except in the usual addictive ways with all their defenses and blindspots. The very thing that you think will save you will be your nemesis. Claim your own consciousness, clear your own karma, be and choose your way through the mind field of exploding karmic boils and battles. Peace is who you are. Trying to get it or make it will be especially frustrating.

Not only are we getting the above effects, we'll now have all four Mutable Signs with planets in them until 9/28. This forms a Grand Cross grinder that illuminates all those ancient and current stuck feelings and stories. Trying to get out sinks you deeper in. If you realize your own being, no worries matey. If you're still identified in the mind, trap/escape will be the disorder of the daze.

If you are claiming and clearing, your intentions will begin to manifest in earnest in lovely ways. There will still, be the collective noise, like locusts on a hot plate, but you'll find that more and more of what you want will be showing up. If you are intending through the mind or the higher mind, you'll find lots of victimesque blowback of your shadow that will steer you to projecting out your shadow onto others even more. Paranoia of the conspiratorial sort shall be happening inside and outside. Trying to think, believe or denying your way through all this massive mess only obscures you to your being. Those warm cozy ruts will seem so appealing, like a quick sand spa. You'll never know what happened...... and you'll be believing sooooo many wacky mundane and oh so really special projections and beliefs. Magical science or spiritual thinking will be rampant and will fully display their inherent anxieties that they foment while thinking they cure them, like the notion that cigarettes make you calm.......... butt, butt, butt........

You can cut through this by turning off the machinery of the Game for you. I can help you with that. All the swords of Kali and Michael and such, only whack at your dumbed shadow while you're thinking that you're doing the special work. Bonfires of the vanities will be warming globally. The outrageous powerlessness of power will be glowingly evident. Spins of thoughts will crystallize into hardened beliefs and terrors which will encourage your shadowed projections to manifest often and awfully. It'll be the silliest worryfest that you can't imagine...... for years. Suicide/homicide will be oh so popular. Notice how virtually no one puts a gun to their heart. Things are coming to a head, a head near you, perhaps your own. Shooting the blights out will not work. That only makes for bigger, thicker noise. Meditation will be realized as another medication of the distracting/masking sort. Circling the terror wagons will be a number one strategy. The defense of terrortory will be very offensive. The Bushies are of course the poster children for all that. Now that Rove is roving elsewheres, the head of State has no more bearing. Weird vectors of policy and leadership will set new shock records, even for W. The politics will be rasty nasty. Picky picky picky to the point that you won't want to pick any of them. You'll be picking your knows and your no's, boogered all the way. Read it and weep and gnash teeth. The madness has begun. It's the tunnel at the end of the Light.

Be and see,
Mark