Now comes one of the supreme tests that most every Aries must periodically face: Will you live up to your promises? Will you follow through on your rousing start? Will you continue to stay passionately committed once the fiery infatuation stage evolves into the earthy foundation-building stage? Here’s a secret to succeeding at this test: You can’t just try to force yourself to “be good” and do the right thing. Nor does it work to use shame or guilt to motivate yourself. Somehow you’ve got to marshal pure, raw excitement for the gritty detail work to come. You’ve got to fall in love with the task of actually fleshing out your dreams.
You have a buddy named Hunter. Today, we’ll create a character called Sachmo Louis and he will be a hunter of men… I like Louis as opposed to Lewis. It will lend a heritage to the Character and create a backstory all by itself. I’m gonna make him a Jew and we’ll ALSO make him Creole… Louisianna would be a great place to set the story and we might; but first we’ll need an antagonist and a plot or theme. Louis is going to be a Bounty Hunter, so I will be the antagonist… I will be Q. I will be YOU. It’s what I DO.
Gimmie a minute… I’ll come up with an infraction. We’ll have us a conflict. You’ll love ITT.
The factor most likely to drive us to addiction or illness is a lack of intimate contact with spirit. We all need a daily dose of vastness. Paradoxically, many of us would also benefit from more microscopic vision. Because we’re so deprived of divine connection, we’re half-dreaming all the time; our unconscious pining for the eternal source distracts us from the vivid little glories that are splayed out around us. And so we miss the Divine Wow from both directions.
Try this: Prime your connection with spirit by focusing your attention on tones and shapes you usually miss: reflections in windows, the sky between the oak tree’s branches, the shadows on the water, the two different emotions in a friend’s eyes and mouth.
Taurus Horoscope for week of April 21, 2011
In his book on intuition, psychologist David G. Myers defines it as “the capacity for direct knowledge and immediate insight, without any observation or reason.” Another expert on the subject, Malcolm Gladwell, describes intuition as the “power of thinking without thinking.” Both authors encourage us to cultivate this undersung way of grasping our raw experience. But Myers also warns us of the perils of intuition if it’s untempered by logic and analysis. It can lead us down rabbit holes where we lose track of the difference between our fantasies and the real world. It can cause us to mistake our fears for accurate ESP or get lost in a maze of self-fulfilling prophecies. I bring all of this to your attention, Taurus, because the coming weeks will be an excellent time for you to hone and purify your intuition.
This man has had a significant impact on my life. I have no compunction at all about using any and everything he says in my own reality; he therefor makes a perfect metronome for our opus – for that is what this will become. We already have an Pro and Antagonist… we have considerably more than many professional writers require when beginning their tales. Ours will be an awesome epic, so there is no reason to jump too far ahead. If we read these horoscopes in order (Aries – Taurus – Gemini – Aquarius ) we have not only a theme, but a time line that is subject to interpretation by each of us.
What that means is that each of our primary concerns will be represented by a weekly horoscope and each of us will have a unique perspective on what import a horoscope holds. Not just for us, but for our story… I know you, I know me, I know the woman I live with and all the rest of the characters and plots and themes will be represented by Gemini. Until very recently, I was an avid reader of the Leo horoscope because of the prideful intent of the Lions mentality. I also have always admired the Conquering Lion of the Tribe of Judah connotations. The Rasta / Israelite theme of it all. I think Gemini better represents the esoteric nature of the story we will need to tell. We will need to divide ourselves and conquer each other.
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The German religious reformer Martin Luther was fond of referring to the faculty of reason as a “damned whore.” He believed it gave itself in service to any old theory, often propping up specious arguments rooted in hidden emotional agendas.
Though I regard my ability to reason as a prized asset, I confess to having some of Luther’s mistrust. Like most of us, I have corrupted my logical mind by sometimes using it to disguise and rationalize my subjective biases.
Can you imagine having so much self-awareness that you never turn your reasoning ability into a whore? Are you willing to probe with merciless honesty for the unconscious feelings that drive you to believe what you do, and to analyze the ways you mask your subjective biases as “objective fact”? Could you suspend all your preconceptions and greet every situation with a scrupulously open mind? Try to live up to that high standard for a period of three days.
The ‘Sacred Advertisement’ always applies but occasionally repeats. They are the pinacle of the Cookie Fortune… the dime store philosophies of this character Breszny. I will always want to use my ‘scope for myself, but occasionally someone elses is more appropriate for what I am writing at the time. I don’t have all day for this HumboldtKids concern, but I want this story to be specific to you and your plight in your arena… that is why I will cut to the core as well as possible by using your friends names for key roles and main characters in our fictional drama. I can’t possibly know any of those Reefer Babies… they all hate me for loving you the way I DO.
It likely goes without saying that our main character is going to leave the swamps and the bayous for the hills of Humboldt… I’ll be writing about what we already know. I know we will both enjoy it better than the realities we will be translating. I hope you enjoy it enough to remember, well…
Gemini Horoscope for week of April 21, 2011
One of the most impressive elements of the Egyptian uprising in January and February came after it was all over. Eighteen days of street protests created a huge mess in Cairo’s Tahrir Square and the surrounding area. When Hosni Mubarak finally resigned and reforms began percolating, thousands of demonstrators returned with brooms and rubber gloves and garbage bags to set the place back in order. I urge you to follow a similar sequence in the coming weeks, Gemini. Agitate for change; rebel against the stale status quo; fight corruption and ignorance; and once your work has led to at least a partial success, clean up after yourself.
To the ancient Chinese, pigs were sacred because they could eat anything and turn it into energy. The creatures were regarded as masters of transmutation. Nothing, not even garbage, was unusable to them. The Chinese aspired to be like pigs in the sense of being able to learn from and derive benefit from every experience, not just the tidy, tasteful ones.
Borrowing this strategy, name two garbage-like experiences that you could turn into fuel for your growing urge to be a pronoiac co-conspirator.
Because I share my life with an Aries, the easiest interaction for me to understand has been the conflict between me and my partner. The one that exists because friction and motion go hand in hand. If she and I didn’t bang heads we would never have made it this far. Half your life, Little One. Half your life I have been moving toward trying to be a part of it… so… half your life you have spent learning to understand what happened eight years ago. When you met this woman who loves you as much as I do; minus the blood. She cannot share your spirit any more than anyone else in the world besides your blood family. Can you hate her for that?
No, Darling, you cannot. No more than you can be prevented from loving the part of me coursing through your veins like the number SeVeN courses through EVERYHTING on it’s way and to from the ZERO. Influence you deliberately is what she and I have done these last eight years. Every step we have taken together, she and I, has been a deliberate attempt to provide you that which every law, both natural and man made, says you should have. A father’s love. Unconditional love.
These common memories we share of the last eight years are a kind of plug. A serious fork in what is your road due to fate and what is your Dream due to history and heritage. It is, for my Aries Ocho and I, an exercise in futility. It is our definition of horrible, but it needn’t be such for you. As you integrate your childhood and your puberty into your adolescence you will make these memories into your dreams of adulthood. These dreams have been taken from you. It is not your fault, I say again with emphasis. One more time with a feeling. You did nothing wrong. The world has required this temperance from your Irish Blood.
As important as that is to your state of mind; you will never hear this story from anyone but me. You already have the half of the story that you feel is what you need to ignore your father. The last time we spoke on the telephone I gave you what you needed to remove the last of the court nonsense so you don’t have to attend the ‘therapeutic counseling’ which civilized society (i.e. science, human compassion, rule of law) has determined is necessary to address the trauma associated with these last eight years of being a Reefer Baby.
Because you are caught within a cult of denial, the first order of business is to understand what it took to get you to deny your father. For that, we will have to understand what it is you have denied… half your life not just time wise, but blood wise.
You were not born in the EmTri… you were not even raised there. You were sequestered. Isolated. Talking about what came before in a non fiction way will happen. Just not here in the HumboldtKids spot. Here we want to blend fictions. Here we want to let your friends have their voice.
In addition to knowing more about your friends and your community than you think I do, I know more than they want me to share. The same is true of the legal system that supports the denial you have been subjected to. While these are interesting stories, they are not the kind that hold your attention. They hold mine because it is a history that others can learn from. You don’t need to learn about anything other than who you are going to be without the first eight years of memories your peers won’t allow you to access and your mother refuses to acknowledge.
Aquarius Horoscope for week of April 21, 2011
“Search For Self Called Off After 38 Years,” read the headline in The Onion. “I always thought that if I kept searching and exploring, I’d discover who I truly was,” the report began, quoting 38-year-old Andrew Speth. “Well, I looked deep into the innermost recesses of my soul, and you know what I found? An empty, windowless room the size of an aircraft hangar. From now on, if anybody needs me, I’ll be sprawled out on my couch drinking black-cherry soda and watching Law & Order like everybody else.” I wonder if Speth is an Aquarius? Many of my Aquarian acquaintances seem to have hit a dead end recently in their quest to fulfill the ancient maxim “Know thyself.” If you’re like that, please hang on. The floodgates of self-discovery will open soon.
“The reality of love is mutilated when it is removed from all its unreality.” So said the French philosopher Gaston Bachelard in his book The Poetics of Reverie.
He meant that realism alone is not enough for human beings to live on, especially in our most intimate relationships. We need fantasy to augment the merely factual perspective. We require poetic truths to keep the rational approach honest.
Without the play of the imagination, in fact, our understanding of the world is impoverished and distorted.
(P.S. Nietzsche said: “We have art in order not to perish of truth.”)
I almost always wait until Wednesday to read Tuesdays horoscope, but today is the cusp of Aries and the beginning of my house, Taurus. Because it is an important day in my life and it’s been a month since I wrote anything here, I decided to reproduce all four of the horoscopes I use every week to understand the dynamics in my life. These horoscopes are important to me… so will this story be. I have to move away from the themes I have been studying by incorporating them into three separate expressions. This will be the least important of the three, but only because the children who have been sacrificed to the Reefer Trade are just that… sacrificed. Learning to understand these Reefer Babies has been a superficial side effect of learning to understand the mentality that has allowed this to happen to us.
Things being what they are, we will let the least be first… we will tell an entertaining tale and let the chips both fall and be stacked elsewhere. We will, as advised, continue our search for self in a bag of cheesy poofs and old Friends episodes. We will make our playground what it needs to be by letting it tell the story that needs telling. I will no longer embrace the illusions I have helped create, but instead follow the trail this fiction has created back to the place where your memories became dreams and your dreams became illusions. I was there. I saw the whole thing go down.
Powerless to stop it, I made it what you needed it to be. A cellular memory of your father’s unconditional love. For the last year and a half, I have made those memories into an epic tale. Like the ones that used to put you to sleep when you were knee high to a grasshopper. Are you ready to hear that story, Jo Jo?