Month: January 2021 (page 2 of 4)

Through Is Through

Aquarius 9° (January 28)

Not sure what the day will bring actually but of all the days in this process I will be expecting more of myself than usual, probably. And that is as it should be. Okay back to work. Not only the most appearance minded of individuals but tends to be body consciousness in the extreme terms of his own physical self in space as well as signals others send out through their own stature movement carriage. He may indeed have difficulty not thinking about his posture or any of his carefully designed poses having made a study of them and continuing to do so in any reflective surface If seated at table across from a date setting facing a mirror banquette he’ll be hard pressed avoid his own image in gays for the duration of they evening adjusting his form this way and that sucking in his cheeks even bucking puckering lips moves with grace ease have smiling democratically in this way he is inviting others to strike up conversation people rarely do so himself interaction is his lifeblood sweetness his seduction he is by nature prefer sowing seeds of success more big personal or otherwise measured in new admirers adding to his already many the tale of Johnny appleseed that fruit and its tree being totems of the sign factoring into the biblical tale temptation in the garden along with other associative myths applicable to Taurus regardless of gender is indeed one of proliferation think of Taurus Keith haring arguably the pop inheritor to antiwar Hall a lofty Leo elitist with his inner circle of factory corners creating pricing pieces for the few compared to little McCarron stands in stark contrast to true orders of the people taking to the streets painting his trademark branded figures ubiquitously setting up his signature popshop designed to affordably allow as many individuals as possible to own a piece of his birth although quality should never be sacrificed to quantity tourist mind the goal is to maintain certain integrity I’ve also amassing a bankroll that could choke a bull. Hungers for recognition above all else to be seen in her samples neck and throat tourist Association with the voice but that’s just part of the story refers to the gullet the appetite mainly triggered by 4 mentioned sense of smell all senses are tourists domain but the metaphorical implications of the wetted appetite her most telling by way of explanation we’re no strangers to the business of show perform an annual holiday spectacular in New York City each winter and the show changes carries the general theme of 12 signs of Christmas cousin it show how the signs of the Zodiac can be applied and turned to the various chapters of the Christmas story the pattern of the Zodiac applies to many plots and literary works just as it does to express to expressions and other media but we digress first Jesus myth starts with a star in the first see the star the Lions and shepherds correspond with her son of Ares around next we moved to the Manger scene analogous to the sign of Taurus bull nature is account off monje is French to eat so we have this bovine reference to appetite and the consumption of food also seen hinged as is his whole existence and theme of adoration or we draw others to us including three astrologers from the East to come worship bearing precious gifts murder among them not to mention Jesus is doing jazz hands in the Manger it is after all Showtime .

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 1511-1515. I am reading through all of my Blagues, five per day, and posting some samples here. Now, in my sixth year of writing this Blague, by the time I get to my seventh, I will have journeyed through all the daily Blagues of my first five years. If that’s confusing I apologize. Year seven, I’ll only have to read through year six, once a day.

I had the weirdest fever dream that i had this pimple or cysty thing under my arm that wouldn’t sort of pop, like a boily sit that never comes to a head, and it was related to why my arm hurts all the time and finally I decided I’m extracting whatever’s in there and this teeny tiny batterie, like a computer chip, came out; and my first thought was has the battery been in there leaking and is that what all this pain is about. As I’m typing this I’m realizing that it probably relates to a fearful suspicion about the silicone thingy in my chin, (my parent’s decision I really didn’t know about prior to reparations for an accident I was in whereby I was hit by a schoolbus in a no-top, roll-top jeep which flipped completely over). Anyway, it was such a creepy dream and I just now remembered it’s what woke me up, actually, at 4am. and here I am still awake. I don’t feel I’ve done nothing and in fact it should only take me another three hours to get through six pages, which means 12 pages in six hours, which means I could conceivably deconstruct a chapter in two days which would equal forty eight days total. But if I mapped out, say, eight days a month to do two four gender signs that would only take six months. Meaning that, starting in August, through January, I would have all these chapters laid out which would be amazing. I could start with Libra and go back around. This wouldn’t be so tough, really, I would just get into a rhythm and anyway it’s a lot of Blague written in the process. I like the idea of it. Anyway I’m lost in drag queen names suddenly.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365/6 days per year—so they nearly, but not exactly, correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2020 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2020 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

Wha?

Aquarius 8° (January 27)

It snowed over night last night and el FuckFace drove up and down and around or driveway. I can’t tell if he was trying to be helpful, protecting himself against something, or what; but whatever it is will be motivated by selfishness that is for sure. Okay back to work. Being performative this year it’s in your DNA what do those Flowers in the garden do they put on a shell and multimedia wanted that look and smell delicious and they taste great to the birds and the bees for whom they provide food sustenance good old-fashioned tourist substance you’ve heard associated with this earthy grounded sign and what do those feastin on what the Flowers have to offer in return proliferation just whatever Taurus man craves one way or another neither the garden nor the Flowers in it can do the job alone they need messengers to spread the seeds of their cause and the more grounded rooted in their singular person they remained the more ubiquitous in their increase . We talk about this with Taurus clients other natural patients sustained emotion pays off and two ways it is not only key to achieving the desired goal of success or even renown but it also makes life worth living in the meantime flower never knows to what degree they will have propagated but in the process they performed their full show complete dance of unfolding there there are no half measures for them nor must there be for the individual you have to fully unfold in every day and put on your show the enactment of your ultimate desire or with with or without an audience that’s your part of the bargain with your ultimate destiny as you envision it .

Typically one of the more attractive fellows you’ll find lovely Venus endowing you earthy pretty boy looks learn to my natural confidence and ease in built in power of people pleasing to the eye anyway rarely showing in either style or demeanor careful not to come on too strong or in any way alienate others . Master of negligent chic rest setting great care to look as if he barely takes any care at all in his appearance . Never wants to be labeled contrived and in fact he is the most autoheart directed of men down too his paper thin jeans perfect perfect stubble and well versed in rehearsed conversation Determined to make it all seem effortless and also natural . One wonders if there isn’t just a slightly spicy whiff of Cologne his rolled out of bed fresh niseko dulcet long term side sweeping body language accented by stolen glances shaef ability entering self consciousness appears open naive nerdy even unemployed as a male model nowhere in particular to be garden symbolizes sort of blissed out dreamtime each tourist is a permanent resident cartoon version the cartoon version of the flower garden architect is for dependable rolling in his roses embodyment present mindedness and other natural or superpower . Not nervni by nature doesn’t suffer from anxiety as a rule anything he might seem overly relaxed we too contemplative little out of it . In the extreme labeled twos often inaccurately on truth he may suffer from ADHD or other learning difficulties that belie is being pretty brainy by nature . Process information uniquely intellectual stimuli inspiring unexpected skewed reactions takes information uniquely intellectual stimuli inspiring unexpected and skewed reactions takes and interpretation epic call for fixed signs hold center with three tourist not to be and originate are but more of an innovator if not imitator who can take the seeds of intellectual creative ideas that others may have initiated and at once ground them into fertile soil of their own imagination feeding them growing them to something that much more solid and substantial beefing them up flushing them out fully allowing them Fuller expression and more flair worked not only akin to flower French Fleur but urgently mittman TSA sent an odor of fragrance a sense of smell from the old French flairier  to reek or to smell.

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 1506-1510. I am reading through all of my Blagues, five per day, and posting some samples here. Now, in my sixth year of writing this Blague, by the time I get to my seventh, I will have journeyed through all the daily Blagues of my first five years. If that’s confusing I apologize. Year seven, I’ll only have to read through year six, once a day.

How ironic that it is all about to-do lists. Aries needs to do further analysis. Aries quick ot insult and anger. Athena is competititive her main myths hinged on centest. Women brag they are better than her and she’s not better enough to rise above such comments but rather this means war to her. She retaliates and by archetypal extentionso it is for Aries woman.  I feel this thing is happening I have to say. Joseph Campbell, it is said, was planning to write an astrology book before he died, which doesn’t surprise us. Because people born under the twelve signs of the zodiac, which we further breakdown in binary fashion along gender-identy lines, are themselves heroes with a thousand faces.


Page One (269) “Snapshot”

  • Bundle of contradictions
  • Paradox: unassuming vs. fierce force to be reckoned with
  • Giving and nurturing vs. reliant on others
  • Dramatic curves, generous cushion. Bottom heavy or major booty
  • Air of accessibility —Fragility; inspires equal parts lust + protection Emotional fragility
  • Good girl image even when trying not to be
  • Bedding her sweet corruption
  • Give herself to man even in sexual way; pleasing sexual lord and master
  • Demands studly power man can feel diminished
  • The anti-waif, round and juicy, sex appeal even aging
  • Deferential to men; wants to be desired, indulged, envied by women (not sure that)

Page Two (270) “Sign + Mind”

Sidebar: Principle of Reconciliation—making ammends and healing

  • Ruler in dispute, argument for earth rule
  • Lack of clarity or confusion about above equals obscurity (wrong word)and muddiness
  • Sometimes warm and sunny othertimes stoical and icey (to obfusciate her motives)
  • What drives her is anyone’s guess (she hides the lead on what she wants from others)
  • One wonders if conscious of her own motivations (compulsive, Amy, can’t stop herself)
  • Open book, blannk page empty vessel waiting to be filled (add something about the vat)
  • Above makers her seem vapid or even venal
  • 6th house of service, piece of clay, malleable to situations
  • Principles of conduct (conductivity doesn’t match sidebar which is that of reconciliation
  • Yielding her own desires o others needs—achieving synthesis (synergy)
  • To achieve common goals…..wants what you want
  • Here to help others achieve desired ends and in so doing she carves out her own niche typically as glorified helper (the niche thing relates to flightless birds)
  • Teachers, health workers, patroness (Pepper Potts is a Virgo archetype)

After all that it is strange to think. One tries to avoid problems but they nonetheless seem to follow—what is that? I decided to take a break from the wag and make a purchase which required and I was crucified. I don’t mind. It all comes out in the W A S H (women against social hostility? workers against stagnant homeowners). I’m not good at this and I don’t care. I can make myself happy anytime and anywhere; and, anyway, it is all about what ones personal style is all about. I know how my stylistic butter is spread. I’d like to get into it. I can still wear heels. But i’m going to wear rockstar wear this weekend. I’m a little heavier than I’d like to be but so fucking what. I’m healthy and I’m strong (touch wood) and if anybody has a problem with me then bring it on. Upfront. I’ve no time for the pussy footers that is for damned sure. I will contact D.C. tomorrow to say hi. Maybe he wants to learn to do stuff as I do.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365/6 days per year—so they nearly, but not exactly, correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2020 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2020 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

Too Too

Aquarius 7° (January 26)

I have to get out for a walk today and so we did a tour of Wellfleet and then ran some errands. Going back down to Eastham for a nice light Italian. We will finally get through the last episode of Call My Agent and then we are free to watch it again this time without subtitles. Listening to France Musique is really improving my comprehension it must be said. We had a pretty substantial lunch of salmon cakes and leftover pasta, so for din din it will just be some of my “green chowder.” Moving on with my work: Personifies persona defined as the aspect of someone’s character that is presented to or perceived by others and knew who didn’t that trademark eyelash that statement will feel quite proud of the fact for your careful cultivation of self is hard work well done and it is your singular superpower to take whatever skills and talents and appeal you might possess and make the very best of them fulfilling whatever promise you made to yourself and the looking glass. Nobody better at reaping benefits of naturally benign narcissism than you. Being your own love object taking yourself under your own wing being your own best friend coach mentor or should be grooming yourself from whatever image is long held us your most ideal iteration astrology 101 says you are stubborn but that’s not the half of it you are living proof of the adage that success is achieved by never giving up no matter how many times you might fail you expect to see it it’s what you do and what you might like it down typically make up for in chosen field how much you might lack in talent that is typically to make it top of your chosen field you more than make up for it Determination and pizzazz perfect combination of vitality and glamour . You see if you desire certain outcomes in your life your sign model kicks in and makes you have to have it for you desire destiny share more than an etymology if you feel you feel it you ultimately own it and this is true of tourism all genders and sexes you stay on ground you grow that Gordon you keep cultivating cultivating weirding out negativity too precious to entertain it avoiding conflicts during clear detractors even those you may be right at times to call BS those who fail to realize it’s part of the package the persona the amassing of admirers the audience building performance of living all the world is stage 

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 1501-1505. I am reading through all of my Blagues, five per day, and posting some samples here. Now, in my sixth year of writing this Blague, by the time I get to my seventh, I will have journeyed through all the daily Blagues of my first five years. If that’s confusing I apologize. Year seven, I’ll only have to read through year six, once a day.

Virgo woman a grabbag Virgo man more up for grabs. Keanu sides with the matriarchy.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365/6 days per year—so they nearly, but not exactly, correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2020 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2020 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

Moonshadow Followed

Aquarius 6° (January 25)

The day begins with an early client and we will ritualize having an early anniversary just for the fun of it. And you know what that means: Pasta! Linguine Pesto it is for dinner, meanwhile I will make a Romaine salad with a lemony achovy dressing topped with sautéed Shrimps. It is a bit nippy out these past few days. Lucy from Jamestown. These nonsequitors are not designed to make sense. They just are what they are. Onto the work at hand: It is been our long held conviction that he draws on the archetype of male nature deities specifically flower gods hyacinthus narcissist and Adonis whose mother Meera was cursed by Aphrodite to lust after her own father by whom she came pregnant and secretly seduced after secretly seducing he chased her with his sword and was turned into a tree the Mer by the gods who took pity on her as with the myth of bull headed minotaurs or desperate lust notably of the female kind is what literally breeds these Taurus male archetypes Aphrodite found the baby gave it to Persephone Queen of the underworld to rule but as he grew you might say aphrodite’s curse backfired on her as both she and Persephone fell in love with fought over and ultimately shared him for a few months a year each the whole of the tourists archetype flips the script on the typical masculine role certainly on the objectifying masculine areas principle as Adonis and the tourist garba extension are the love objects themselves. The bull is designed to Pique interest the metaphor of the garden leads to temptation and all tourists does in the meaningful cultivation of his talents and what might be considered the superficial appearance of his persona no matter where on the spectrum between sincere and attendance at my plant is designed to dazzle the senses like those pretty posies in the park and to mix metaphors once again you might say this Zodiac will slice of beefcake is very consciously involved in his own branding so just ear as many admirers he made toward helping him along his way Marisa precious commodity and tourists will have us know that it’s this right sort of stuff of which he’s made precious also a term that one can most readily assign to this guy is first in line to buy into his own self middle mythologia mythologizing regarding himself cut above I’m prone to self obsession in the form of one another has been prime location for the first moment he realizes it was him staring back from the mirror 

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 1496-1500. I am reading through all of my Blagues, five per day, and posting some samples here. Now, in my sixth year of writing this Blague, by the time I get to my seventh, I will have journeyed through all the daily Blagues of my first five years. If that’s confusing I apologize. Year seven, I’ll only have to read through year six, once a day.

Wisteria                       Romance

Oak                             Power & Courage

Palm                            Peace

Cherry                         Good Fortune, Love, Romance

Birch                           New Beginnings

Elms                            Intuition and Inner Strength

Redwood                     “Forever” Eternity

Maple                         Balance & Promise

Cedar                           Healing & Cleansing

Japanese Maple          Blessings & Peaceful Retreat

Fir                               Springtime

Apple                          Youth, happiness, health, beauty, magic

Ash                             Sacrifice, sensitivity, Higher awareness

Bamboo                       Spirit, Regeneration, renewal flexibility

Beech                          Tolerance, patience, lightness of spirit and words     GEMINI

Bonsai                         Meditation, harmony, peace all that is good

Birch                           New beginnings, cleansing of the past and vision quests

Cedar                           Healing, protection, cleansing                                     VIRGO

Cypress                      Role of sacrifice

Elder                            New life, renewal and the fairy realm

Elm                              Inner strength, realm of intuition                                CANCER

Eucalyptus                  Wealth abundance fortelling

Fir                               Springtime, fortitue, immortality

Hazel                           Hidden wisdom, dousing, divination, cleansing healing SCORPIO

Heather                       Healing from within, immortality, rites of passage

Holly                           Protection, overcoming anger, winter solstice

Juniper                                    Journeying, staying true to self, integrity       SAGITTARIUS

Maple                         Balance, promise, practical magic

Oak                             Courage, power, might

Olive                           Repair relationships, reward, victory, strength, purification, fruitful

Palm                            Peace, soul-enrichment

Pine                             Reaching for the stars, eternal life

Redwood                     Eternity, ancient wisdom

Sequoia                        Lofty dreams, stretching limits, reaching for starts

Wisteria                       Romance, great and enduring love

Willow                                    Fulfilling wishes of the heart, learning from the past, innervisions


Vibrating at a high cosmic level, Pisces people prove this newly invented adage, that: the more accepting one is of what is, the more one may change it into what could be. Acceptance is the gateway to Love on every level. While in this cosmic context of Pisces we aren’t speaking of romantic love, but of the purely spiritual form of Love as, we might agree, the animating force in the Universe. The great primordial goddess of the sea, who emerged from the foam thereof, is Aphrodite (Roman: Venus). Though planet Venus rules Taurus on the earth plane (nymphs and flower god archetype) and Libra on the astral plane (airy Apollo and prophentic high-priestesses) the archetype of Aphrodite-Venus powers the sign of Pisces. We think of her as the goddess of lower-case love and beauty but she was rather demoted to that post upon entering the patriarchal pantheon which struggled to place. We see her in emanation, too, as the wife of  Poseidon-Neptune, Amphitrite, his famed trident originally being her symbol, that of the great triple goddess, as is the shamrock, the lily (Aphrodite’s sacred flower), the fleur de lis. The mother of Poseidon’s two daughters are alternately, dually, attributed to both goddesses. The name Amphitrite literally means “the third one who circles the sea.” Three points making a circle, the triple god/desses portray the whole of human existence, youth-maturity-age. This speaks, here and now, to Pisces people having a more wholistic sense of the entirety of their life than the rest of us, being more accutely in tune with their own alpha-omeganess—it also speaks to their being something of an every-wo/man empath who can relate more readily to others, if to a fault. Pisces people will gravitate to those they don’t already know in a given room or gathering. For males of the sign, the trident is the triple phallus, meant to mate with the triple goddess, and thus points, despite his signature unpredictability, to the ability of the god Poseidon (and his human Pisces sons) to be the life-long mate who plays the eternal lover of the maiden, to the mother (of his children) and to the inherent wise woman she becomes. Pisces men can be lifers when it comes to love relationships.

Another name for Aphrodite is called Mari (the sea) and she is thus cognate to Mary, Stella Maris, the star of the sea. Both Aphrodite and Mary have sons, Eros and Jesus, who are embodiments with Love. Eros, which means love, like Jesus, is the eternal babe, yet he is also the oldest, most primordial of the creation gods, just as Jesus is one and the same with the father-creator. Aphrodite and Eros took fish form and we know all about the Jesus fish from certain people’s automobile decoration. All this to say that the philosophical concept of Pisces is thus: That if you were to remove all physical manifestation from the world (which isn’t physical but energetic or spiritual anyway) what is behind it all, the very backdrop of existence, is, essentially Love. And someone once supposedly said something like: blessed are those who believe without seeing.

The body part ruled by Pisces is the feet which, metaphorically, speaks to Pisces people being parapetitic, if not perpetually adrift. Of all the signs, Pisces are the least moored to their origins, both in terms of their actual home and family rearing, but also in the assignations that go along with it. From birth, nearly, Pisces people move in a desired direction of character and bearing, most often fancying themself to be erudite, if not encyclopedic in their knowledge, with a certain lockjaw upper crustiness. They are indeed fancy. And we don’t use the word lightly. For Pisces people it is an actionable verb whereby they fancy themselves, art-directing their own personality and, really, they’re very being. They always embody a departure from their roots and they will stay in motion (unless, paradoxically, they isolate and roam around an inner world of their own making instead). It is the belief that they can be anything they want to be and, to look at the feet, again: before we can walk on water we best believe that we can. Science ultimately proves many a belief. Like: all isenergy; and energy can neither be created nor destroyed. So the primordial soup, expressed by Pisces, is all that is and will ever be. Pisces people seem to personify this notion. They are not attached, as a rule, to people places and things; the other side of the paradox of beint the most empathetic of beings. In Sextrologywe joke that Pisces woman, in particular, rely on the kindness of strangers, being embodiment of the Blanche du Bois archetype (she wears della robbia blue which is the color of Mary’s robe); but Pisces people, regardless of gender, are at home with people, among strangers, even as they travel to distant corners of world. They tend to treat everyone equally, which can seem strange to significant others or even their own children. It’s as if they understand the impermanance and eternity of our shared existence.


To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365/6 days per year—so they nearly, but not exactly, correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2020 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2020 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

Sundown Better Take Care

Aquarius 5° (January 24)

And the list goes on…another sleepless night, in and out, mostly in, meaning I had to take the morning to try to pass out. I actually had a real-feeling dream that I told Stella I’ve started a new program of “intermittent sleeping.” The banalties of the day. Take a chill pill, do my weekly “requests,” (you don’t need to know what that means), do the washing up from last night, chop scallions, defrost frozen clams, ablutions, eat lunch of oatcakes, (at least schedule) doing a deep clean, make a chicken stock, plan next week’s menu, do some garde manger, print out the new worksheets—add the positive and negative tidbits—rejig the schedule, menu, blog entries, fill in the three days I am behind—this should consist of getting back up and running with the dicatition feature. Then I need to make a chowder, a vegetable stew, marinate shrimp, make a lemony Caesar dressing, all of which should put me in good stead for the week ahead. Must meet with Stella on May 6 through July 14 editing process, at which time I will also be drafting text boxes. S. should also be setting up chat with Russell. Okay now to continue some editing…

Why one wonders with the Premier fam sign all things girly B emblem ized by bullet ball the reason we divide is at the bull itself symbol of worship and adultery so ironically outsourced past the desired other in this astrological equation where the straightforward carbon fire energy of Aries makes perfect sense embody it in the head butting ram tourists earth garden has as its symbol not itself embodied but the outside other that the garden needs as fertilization the seconding agent to ensure its growth it is the only son with A twist of this kind but that shouldn’t surprise anyone Taurus has unique take on and puts and unique spin on everything thinker creative to the larger part of his peel the subtitles of each chapter evolutionary path and without even realize it until the actual writing of this bit of the section did we realize that even that carries an ironic theme because when we say the path of desire we aren’t speaking tourists desire without which he inspires for him in others such as the path carries along unfolding as he goes rather than forging it this is something you can put into practice imagining your journey from this unique perspective allowing as their stay road writes to meet you. Learning to attract unify garner praise making the world more pleasurable this includes TKTK deep work of being you self discovery true nature living life according to it might sound easy on the surface but it is particularly challenge for the ball feels himself lacking almost from birth stopped elements of personality behavior appearance interests feels full blanket Lee people please on multiple levels no one spends more time in the mirror not just out of vanity but assessing and adjusting searching soul for clues as to who he is being fixed earth gardener life begins feeling like something of a vacant lot so makes sense he seeks to make it himself as attractive as possible as quirky as can be fixing on heroes to emulate mimic coopt plagiarize adopt identity’s others find appealing can make him seem like something poser intellectually especially fierce appearing empty headed Once Upon a time friend visit Paris weekend packed with nothing but underwear and got 20 books we were like we get it you read but she didn’t actually do it all not putting it down here but we want to eliminate the fact that this is part of your process and younger days you might be hands down biggest ******** around them block but what better way to prepare the soil of your own self cultivation than by spreading around a little fertilizer first being full of BS ironically an expression of your own true nature. 

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 1491-1495. I am reading through all of my Blagues, five per day, and posting some samples here. Now, in my sixth year of writing this Blague, by the time I get to my seventh, I will have journeyed through all the daily Blagues of my first five years. If that’s confusing I apologize. Year seven, I’ll only have to read through year six, once a day.


Even the fact that Uranus is named for the Greek god of the Universe, while all the other planets bear the Roman versions of their mythic namesakes, suggest something of a departure from the norm that characterizes the sign of Aquarius. Uranus, meaning sky or heaven, has many a debatable and probably composite etymology. We derive the modern word urine from the name, and most root words have watery origins and associations, like “to moisten”—it is said that Aphrodite emerged from the sea fertilized by Uranus’ castrated bits (Saturn struck him down just as he was later struck down by his own usurping son, replacing him as chief god). Uranus is associated specifically with dew, which parallels the Aquarius female archetype of, among others, the goddess of the dawn. Ruled by this starry god the universe, and placed opposite Leo (ruled by the Sun) on the astrological wheel, Aquarius is associated with other, distant suns, a single star, if not the infinitely sparkled heavens filled with countless ones. In the Tarot, the Star card depicts the astrological Water Bearer; but Aquarius isn’t a water sign but the sole fixed-air sign, again a point of light if not a billion of them. Air signs are ideological, and so fixed-air translates to a steady beacon, immutable fact, upper-case Truth and conviction. The sign’s motto is the very definite I knowand, as a rule, Aquarians are emphatic and insistent in their intellectual viewpoints despite the fact that they are often a lone voice in the wildnerness, the proverbial weirdo who is really just ahead of their time. That biblical Water Bearer, John the Baptist, lives outside of societal norms, going out on a limb to deliver his fixed-air version of the truth, the good news, speaking of what (and who) is to come, bidding others “prepare ye the way” for some sudden and sweeping change. And  in so doing, Aquarians do lose their head a bit in the expression of their zeal.

In classical mythology, the female cup bearer, Hebe, pours the nectar that restores gods’ youthful immortality (just as John the Baptist bears baptismal waters offering everlasting life). Hebe (the maiden form of Hera) is wedded to Heracles, a mortal, who elevates to a god via their union; the name Heracles means beloved of Hera. This makes her a descending goddess, one designed to elevate the mortal experience. Likewise, Eos, the goddess of the dawn, also falls in love with a mortal, and, again we again have reference to the dew, one of the interpretation of the name Uranus. In a sense, the dawn which brings the dew, is a water bearer itself. The goddess of the rainbow Iris, who also carried a pitcher of water/nectar (and sometimes doubles for Hebe) is the messenger of Hera and, like the other descending goddesses, is the link between the divine world and that of we mere mortals. Back to the bible: Salome, the female counterpart to John the Baptist, with her seven colored veils isthe rainbow goddess, her striptease is the drawing away the veil, inviting us over the rainbow bridge, just like Iris, drawing us upward to the heavens, yet another interpretation of the that fixedplace in the air.


If Trump is Gumby that makes Pence Pokey. And you know what that means.

Anyway some more cosmic thoughts about the Waterbearer…

Aquarius is all about drawing back the veil on everything, exposing realities heretofore unbeknownst to us, that is what revelation is: the revealing of that which has been true all along. What is social or cultural evolution but the discovery of natural facts that inform our own invention subsequent innovation. If we wish to fly a plane it should be designed on a bird, or the helicopter, the dragon fly. Revelations are sudden and sweeping. They are the dawning of immutable notions that ultimately alter the course of our life. Aha’s happen in a moment and we newly navigate from there, sudden revelations being quite like biological mutations in this dynamic.

Making a seemingly sharp turn: the sign of Aquarius rules the ankles. Now guess which human body part among the most recent evolutionarily? Yep. As we were raised upright, the ankle went through an accelerated reinvention, which is why, you see, it’s also among the most fragile parts of us. Fragility is thus an element of the Aquarian spirit which you will readily agree with in light of those of the sign in your lives. They are in this way extreme: Of all of us they are the most solid in their convinctions, indeed synonomous with them, living, like a devout follower, or more likely the guru or cult leader, navigating life according to strict and typically lofty, radical and sweeping ideologies, if only personal ones; and yet they are the first to crumble if you say boo to contradict them. They are all too quick, Aquarian men, especially, to take any form of criticism or contradiction as outright persecution. Things become very heightened for these children of the heavens.

Now, we’ve spoken of the sky god Uranus but what of his mother-wife, Gaia, the personification of the Earth itself, also a Waterbearer, the planet being three-quarters covered (not to mention ice caps, glaciers, ubiquitous moisture and the vapor-filled air—clouds, too, bear water)? Gaia is a primordial goddess, second only to Chaos; she is the great- (great) grand mother goddess who bore the Titans who in turn bore the Olympians and their reigning progeny. (Note: the Sagittarian archetypes are Olympian, followed by Capricornian’s Titan archetypes, and now we are one more time removed a generation in Aquarius with its archetypes.) And with Gaia as mother to Uranus she is once more removed herself. This speaks to the difference in personality between men and women of the sign, too. Aquarius man, as befits his sky-god assignation, can be equal parts distant and utterly imposing, whereas Aquarius woman who is probably more detached a personality, still, is more lovingly so.

They are universal mothers in the sense that, though they may rise to guru status like their male counterparts, they are seen as nurturing, indeed mothering forces. But make no mistake: the likes of Aquarians Oprah and Ellen are charismatic cult leaders just the same. Regardless of gender of which there may be many—this is among the least binary of signs—Aquarians are the most impersonal of folk. They divest emotion generally, universally, and what they lack in intimacy they make up for in multiplicity, knowing a great many people whom they treat rather equally. They make the most affable acquaintances while showing little more affection in their otherwise closest bonds.

  Aquarius rules the ages 70-77 which, at least metaphorically, may coincide with a certain second childhood—an ironic correlation perhaps to the renewal energy of the cupbearer doling out eternal youth. Following the 10th house of individual career achievement, status and standing, the 11th house is where we use that sway for universal benefit. It is the world stage, vast networking, large groups and organization and the affecting of positive change via sweeping platforms. You might say we see a return to a sort of free-form, wide-scale adult-kindergarten where focus is on collaboration and sharing. Someone said “unless you become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven,” that fixed, airy paradise Aquarius seeks to establish here on earth.


I have been overthinking about my performance heroes which do include Spaulding Grey and Eric Bagosian. That’s really what I’m going for. I’d like to put together a whole bunch of writing and just sit in a chair until I felt like getting up. That’s my idea of performance. I don’t get a lot of what I see. But that’s just me. Anyway, I’ve said it before but it’s on the list of life challenges I’ve yet to meet; but I gotta say, for the first time probably ever I can say: that I’m definitely there. Believe me it isn’t a boast I would readily make if such a boast could be. Forty five to go. It’s six weeks basically and I’m feeling confident about it. I am looking so forward, too, to swimming in a warm pool. I might figure out how to do just that on Saturday as well. Yes that is what I will do I will find a pool to go to and just stay in it. Harkens me back to glorious times on the roof of the Printing House—how I loved taking jacuzzis with the likes of Robert Sean Leonard. What ever happened to him? He’s like a younger JCM in so many ways.

I think Libra people really let other people have it, which sounds bad; but, more times than not, they do call out others on their worst stuff—they shine a light on it, draw it to the surface, into the light, they expose others, provide disinfectant. Of course she’s a Libra: Judge Judy is like the funnest example we have of this. It’s a good way to think about it given the sign’s association with light (August Lumière), the abstract image “the personality” as a snapshot, a projection. Anyway just another passing thought. Also if a Libra is finding any one of the infinite relationships they have to be lop-sided, unequally reciprocating, they are not above saying so. Justice isn’t blind, it’s bitchy. People of the sign would do well to let some things go, if only for the fact that it often creates more upset for the Libra to be that long arm of the law than it does for the target of Libra’s rebuke. I myself have regretted the severity with which I have censured people in this situation. I have too strong and cutting a way with words and it is probably my most prominent character flaw. So I like to take my life experience and make it general fodder for a Libra chapter in some book. And there’s nothing wrong with that.

The fact is I might have gotten all I could get onto paper right now. Not to say I won’t keep delivering even as I get ready for my afternoon meeting. I’m looking forward to it I think. Well I’m definitely into the project we are currently working, which actually launches in under three weeks. What fun that is going to be. I really want to promote the pooh out of it. And do all we can to proliferate the entire enterprise. I would love it if they would take off in all different ways and when I say they I mean the product. There’s a clue…the meeting went quite well and yet we have to pull back on some things like photo shoots; but I have my eyes and ears open for other creative possibilities. The point is to be as creative (prolific) as possible; it is the creation of the thing. All very Leo (followed by critical Virgo which may improve upon the pure output of Leo). The sheer proliferation of Leo (that is a nice phrase). The path of proliferation? Perhaps not. At this point I have written three chunky enough paragraphs to tie this thing off and call it a Blague.


Oh screw it. I ended up fixing up some Pisces content after all:

In our book Sextrology, the Pisces woman and man chapters are titled The Dreamand The Drifter, respectively, and, of all the individuals on the astrological block, they are best at giving in and/or over to living life on life’s terms. That is to say dissolving into the here and now of their circumstance, if only sometimes treading water, seeking foremost to avoid struggle, all of which requires a great sacrificing of ego. They posses, once again, paradoxically, the greatest potential for transcendence via their power of belief (whatever their particular brand of sublimity might be) and yet they are most challenged to achieve such an end, feeling more lost than the rest of us in the soup of life. Their superpower is to perform magic, if not miracles, which is no easy feat. Still there is something (about the metaphysics of this sign) that compels its natives to let go all expectation (of the how and the when of their successes) while holding firmly to best possibleintention. Pisces’s sign motto is I Believewhich is more than just faith (Capricorn) or conviction (Aquarius); as a mutable sign, which blends the energies of its two previous sign, we thus perceive belief to be such an amalgam of purest faith and truest conviction as to infiltrate the very fabric of reality not forcing, but allowing it to yield Pisces goodly intentions. This is the true meaning of the mutable-water assignation, and of Neptune’s dissolving force:If all we perceive isn’t truly fixed, but fields of energy blending, one into another, than the so-called substance of being is determined by the energy we are, and that which we are putting out there via our belief. If we dissolve the impediments to them—circumstance and limiting thoughts—and we remove the notion of space and time (trusting in inevitability of the manifestion of our belief) that which we belief in, primarily our self, is already coming into being. We, all of us, possess this power. It’s just that, for Pisces people, it is decidedly frontloaded. They more readily give over to the plot of life as it is already happening, like a lucid dreamer must do if s/he would have the dream continue. Any lucid dreamer will tell you that if you try to impose your will on the dream it will dissolve before your mind’s eye). But if you continually give over to the plot of the dream, yourself dissolving into it, you will be taken on an inner journey of phantasmagorical depth and dimension. Such is the desired dynamic of Pisces’s actual existence and their default approach to bringing such a vivid path to life.

Vibrating at a high cosmic level, Pisces people prove this newly invented adage, that: the more accepting one is of what is, the more one may change it into what could be. Acceptance is the gateway to Love on every level. While in this cosmic context of Pisces we aren’t speaking of romantic love, but of the purely spiritual form of Love as, we might agree, the animating force in the Universe. The great primordial goddess of the sea, who emerged from the foam thereof, is Aphrodite (Roman: Venus). Though planet Venus rules Taurus on the earth plane (nymphs and flower god archetype) and Libra on the astral plane (airy Apollo and prophentic high-priestesses) the archetype of Aphrodite-Venus powers the sign of Pisces. We think of her as the goddess of lower-case love and beauty but she was rather demoted to that post upon entering the patriarchal pantheon which struggled to place. We see her in emanation, too, as the wife of  Poseidon-Neptune, Amphitrite, his famed trident originally being her symbol, that of the great triple goddess, as is the shamrock, the lily (Aphrodite’s sacred flower), the fleur de lis. The mother of Poseidon’s two daughters are alternately, dually, attributed to both goddesses. The name Amphitrite means “the third one who circles the sea.” Three points making a circle, the triple god/desses portray the whole of human existence, youth-maturity-age; and speaks, here and now, to Pisces people’s sense of the all of their life, all at once, you might say, their own alpha-omeganess; but also tho being something of an every-wo/man or an empath who can relate to the all of life, including the people in it. Pisces people will gravitate to the strangers in a room at any given gathering. For males of the sign, the trident is the triple phallus, meant to mate with the triple goddess, and thus points, despite his signature unpredictability, to the ability of the god Poseidon (and his human Pisces sons) to be the life-long mate who plays the eternal lover of the maiden, to the mother (of his children) and to the inherent wise woman she becomes. Pisces men can be lifers when it comes to love relationships.

Another name for Aphrodite is called Mari (the sea) and she is thus cognate to Mary, Stella Maris, the star of the sea. Both Aphrodite and Mary have sons, Eros and Jesus, who are embodiments with Love. Eros, which means love, like Jesus, is the eternal babe, yet he is also the oldest, most primordial of the creation gods, just as Jesus is one and the same with the father-creator. Aphrodite and Eros took fish form and we know all about the Jesus fish from certain people’s automobile decoration. All this to say that the philosophical concept of Pisces is thus: That if you were to remove all physical manifestation from the world (which isn’t physical but energetic or spiritual anyway) what is behind it all, the very backdrop of existence, is, essentially Love. And someone once supposedly said something like: blessed are those who believe without seeing.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365/6 days per year—so they nearly, but not exactly, correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2020 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2020 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

Salutations

Aquarius 4° (January 23)

I don’t know what’s wrong with me that I can’t move forward but I’m going to do my best now to continue to talk while I edit the subject is Taurus owning up to motivations behavior and agenda not obfuscate ING easier said than done which is ironic since the sign motto is I have it’s all about that witch they possess 2nd house all about it and this idea doesn’t distinguish between literal and figurative variety material metaphorical wealth and or value. Assets are assets as far as astrology is concerned this is the sole fix earthside the analogy of a garden in which to be cultivated contents that provide sustenance blooming bits of beauty food and Flowers which whets your appetite stimulates many senses ruled by Venus premiere feminine sign trust real plane name from Alice of love. Rules the masculine carnal sign of Libra the astral plane some maintain punishment be the main ruler more than one that the earth itself is the true ruler . Makes no difference to us tours energy inviting alluring opposite of areas which precedes it that Mars ruled sign objective here now subjective tourists are designed to appeal that cannot be removed from larger conversation on people born under the sun areas people have to work at including other stars people can help but not which can be tough garden path to hoe tourist notoriously UN straightforward be obliq asking others a series of questions to which he already know the answers tours designed to illustrate desired agenda without seeming to assert it quite genius and ability to make others believe desired outcomes or all their ideas evocative women it literally you draw others out decisions take action signature leading questions do you think we should maybe do this or that such that you seem to only ever be offering suggestions and therefore off the hook for responsibility should things go pear shaped selective in relationships better or worse every person tends to have purpose for him aspiration was at the front of his mind said Taurus is propelled forward in life for primary through his associations not typically one to go it alone actually not ever. Needs to be appreciated never since the word his own sense of value linked to others influence. Paradoxical in that can be sycophantically extreme tours those whose company he seeks to keep while at the same time he would be relegating these folks to role as stepping stones may be useful necessity in navigating figurative garden landscape of his experience evolutionary path in particular which as it tends to be for garden or landscape architect is revealed rather than imposed subjective not objective energy at work text cues from nature the most natural Pagan in the astrological pantheon cited in previous works modern archetype Chauncey Gardner being there. Present minded character unfolding agenda exist in the minds and influences of others including romantic interest and called that named Eve . Fiery areas Big Bang fixed earth Taurus represents pastoral Eden one is a combination of completely innocent totally blissed out describes chancey tuati and by extension desired state of being firm Taurus as well he isn’t often as guileless as he would have people believe which is where he could trip himself up doesn’t him stuff to service and pretending that his life is just one happy accident after another because overtime the rest of us have difficulty buying it and they keep their begin to deny him many assists he requires. Another in the stream of ironies that defines his default behavior is in fact he would engender more support and guidance outright entree if he didn’t feign indifference tardies legs up. Symbol of the bullets of ironic and speak to the subjective energy of the sign he was Venus bears the familiar female symbol recalls hand mirror mirror of Aphrodite itself speaks to Taurus is reflexive reflective view prioritizing not just being there but being seen over seeing for oneself absolutely nothing wrong with wanting to be seen for who we are and boatloads of talent naturally possess but counterproductive to worry about how you’re seeing in the sense of an overemphasis on concern of how others might judge that you overthink overcompensate with phony Navy T but we’re speaking but the irony of the bull symbol dot dot parrot 

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 1486-1490. I am reading through all of my Blagues, five per day, and posting some samples here. Now, in my sixth year of writing this Blague, by the time I get to my seventh, I will have journeyed through all the daily Blagues of my first five years. If that’s confusing I apologize. Year seven, I’ll only have to read through year six, once a day.

My mind is a swirl of France and Maine, of the past, hoisted upon me from a giant shelf of books I haven’t read. I’m lost at sea in my sense of sanity, questionable, like everyone’s, due to consciousness. Still feeling so young and free and determined and impatient for the reality I’m not living and ever minding the gap. I could be less silently demanding and more at easy relationship; daily drama, a distraction from total backdrop of truth and inevitability.

I guess it was time to start a new poetry file. I was thinking about Gemini, being the bird, and how they like to sing. I wish I had a very good Gemini friend. I had two bad ones in my family growing up but I have encountered such good (women, mainly) Twinsies. Ah, I do have a friend called Damon* who’s a good one—I really need to make a point to see them. Segue. I’m kind of hungry. That’s what you get for waking at 4:43 AM and having breakfast half an hour later. Back to the Gemini thing: Expressing what feels like that crux of consciousness (different from Virgo conscience). I wonder how many times a day I hit delete. I’ve always liked the name Stuart, although I don’t think I could ever pull it off. Coming back does feel harder this time around. But I know I can do it. Vanity being such a good motivator.

It can be a gentle turning of the wheel, and it can include some significant moves. In just over a year’s time we will have something Boston environs. I wonder what would happen to Facebook if we all took just one day to block all our Facebook friends. There will be that investment. We will have the vertical existence. We will put those pieces into place. And all things Glow will be under a completely separate roof. We will be on our way to realizing a new era without having to change much from the existing one, which is great. It’s such a doable formula and includes such great press and promotional possibilities. It’s something I’ve always dreamed of honestly. And we will take the Fall and the Spring to delve the depths of possibility in terms of manufacturing in New England, which will dovetail with my non-profit work.

*As I write this on the posting (if not the actual entry) date, having just wrote this morning about Damian, wouldn’t you know it!: Damian and wife got in touch with us this morning after months “out of the blue”. So guess what folks. we captured a little of that kind of magic I had originally hoped would make it into most of these entries, in one way or another, over the course of time. Sometimes by theme, but today, by way of a little synchronicity.


Okay I am forging ahead and going to do a little timed writing on the Aquarius experience:

Following Capricorn, the cardinal-earthsign, which correlates, among other things, to the old-guard and the edification of tradition, comes the eleventh sign of Aquarius, breaking through what has come before with explosive energy. Aquarius, fixed-air, is about the establishment of new orders, air signifying the world of ideas, sets of ideals, as well as social ideology. The signis associated with all things revolutionary and evolutionary, the sweeping in of new waves and epochs, new concepts, paradigms and constructs. The sign symbol depicts two waves, air-waves, new waves of frequency to which we are all are colletively attuning. The sign’s ruler, Uranus, is the deemed “the awakener,” and its cosmic force is sudden and sweeping. Named for the god of the universe it points to our collective consciousness and, well, univerality—the eleventh astrological house rules large groups and organizations such as would usher in sweeping new modes of thinking. This is also, among many other attriubtes, the astrological house of the future—all that is new to explore, and what uncharted territory, metaphysical or otherwise, into which one can boldly go forth. How better do we represent the future and that which is still left to explore by us but by the concept of infinite outer space, itself, that which the sky-god Uranus personifies in mythology. The fact that Aquarius people are known to be far out or freaky is more than pop-astrology, it speaks to the future energy of the sign.

Uranus signals divergence from the norm, in keeping with its revolutionary power. Now think of it biologically: What is a sudden mutation but an oddity in the present which nonetheless will become the mainstay of the future. It is a glimpse of what is to come. Diversity, all too often a dirty word to conventional thinking and society, is actually the most crucial aspect of the survival of any species. The mutation ultimately  becomes the mainstay. And so if you want to know what the general norm of the human personality will Look like down the line in our history, look to your Aquarian friends and family and they will give you some idea. Shocking isn’t it? Well, shockis that sudden sweepingness of the new. And who knew that Darwinism was thus encoded into this most ancient Zodiac—those crazy Chaldeans! Of course Chrlie himself was born under this most evolutionarily minded sign along with other light-bulb heads like Galileo, Thomas Edison, Copernicus and H.G. Wells who could never have predicted that his steam-punk sensibility might still be trendy into the twenty-first century. Or maybe he did. The male and female Aquarian chapters in our book Sextrologyare titled The Visitorand The Vision, respectively. Taken together they speak to the alien(ated) quality of the sign, as if they are visitors from outer time-space, and to the revelatory energy of the sign, both in their own epiphanous experience as well as that very same effect they can have on others.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365/6 days per year—so they nearly, but not exactly, correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2020 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2020 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

Framboise

Aquarius 3° (January 22)

Cool so I’m in the process of writing and I’m saying that at his best he openly dedicates himself to make him the world more beautiful bountiful blissful striving to provide lush landscape of experience in which the more the merrier people might share well admitting any personal benefit and so doing the less evolve tourist being in it for his own gain. Cover this have a claim material reward all forms of validation that are poor substitute for self esteem. Struggles with feeling they aren’t enough he isn’t enough in the particular challenge this sign is path desire to breed out his self deficiency the true test of this is whether or not the bull fellow can feel fulfilled despite real metaphoric mob fans. We’re not telling you to change your path is yours but we want you to own your true nature and try not to disguise your intentions you’re meant to be the most evocative of creatures master of self cultivation looking gardener designing To be appealing especially to those whose attention he wishes to capture. Presents his antihero naive differential point of self deprecation which charming if not put on. Whole of self understanding and appreciation hinged on recognizing fast ring celebrating what comes naturally to weed out invasive ill intent actions that might impair his personal growth. 

And now for a note to some biches

I know you have said that whenever we have changes to Sextrology you would happily take them on board for future printing, but have stopped short of wanting to do a new edition, a decision we have respected, while still managing to inspire complaint on that score.

In light of recent developments, I did want to offer you the opportunity to make some minor and a few important changes to the print version of Sextrology as we will be giving the eBook a well-appointed update on our end.

Our new book will be coming out in the Spring of 2022. And in the process of preparing for that we began by scrutinizing Sextrology to inventory our original concepts for development while warding against any direct repetition of ideas. In the process we flagged bits that needed simple updating (like mentioning devices like “pagers” and other outmoded references) while also addressing larger thematic threads needing fleshing out.

When Sextrology hit stalls in 2004 it was hailed as being groundbreaking and ahead of its time in regard to gender and sexuality. However, it is now viewed by younger readers, in particular, as being dated and “too binary.” The entire conversation about sexuality and gender has changed in the last seventeen years, and we will are drafting our new book with that steadily in mind., As we expect to turn on a whole new generation of readers to our work, we imagine driving a great many folks back to our previous books. And we intend these readers to find a modernized version of Sextrology that doesn’t seem “so 1950s” (as one young reader put it—that one hurt LOL) and one where we include some language that speaks to the modern conversation about transgender and non-binary people of each sign.

For starters we have written a new version of the introduction to set up a more inclusive conversation, mindful to make it the same size as to fit into the same pages. We mostly leave the existing text alone, but for a few tweaks and edits here and there. And we have physically eyeballed where it is we can add text to make the book more relevant. Because the format of Sextrology demanded that each chapter begin on a right-hand page, what Stella and I call “the snapshot” chapter opener, there is most often a blank left hand page. This means that if we shifted the “Couplings” at the end of each chapter, one page forward, we would have an entire blank page to work with for the edition of main text at the end of the chapter proper. It isn’t always the case, but often. In other cases there is simply a half or three quarters of a page to fill in to a chapter which could suffice for the addition of timely language.

I wouldn’t be getting anything to you until late Summer or early Autumn 2021. But perhaps we can have a chat at some point between now and then to map out what is feasible on your end. I am thinking of us of course, but I am also thinking of you. I would hate for readers to find Sextrology in what they would consider a dinosaur state. I realize more than ever how adamant you have been about not doing something new but we would request some kind of burst on the cover that said something like “New and Updated Edition.” I think that would be worth it to your sales to invest that small expense. We will certainly be marketing the ebook as such.

Other major news is that our second book was optioned by a top TV producer and that Starsky + Cox as a brand has been hired as consultants and “Living IP” for what we expect will be a great show. Miley Cyrus is already attached to this. As you know she is positioned as a modern, sex-positive figure. Her generation is obsessed with astrology in a way that previous ones have not been. She is in fact a perfect embodiment of our new reader to whom we want to appeal and for whom we need to make these textual changes to our previous works. The show is being sold to US and UK markets as the production company has tandem presence. Starsky + Cox will be named at least twice in the credits. Not to jinx anything, but if this comes to successful fruition, Sextrology might experience its best bump in sales to date.

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 1481-1485. I am reading through all of my Blagues, five per day, and posting some samples here. Now, in my sixth year of writing this Blague, by the time I get to my seventh, I will have journeyed through all the daily Blagues of my first five years. If that’s confusing I apologize. Year seven, I’ll only have to read through year six, once a day.

Here we are in the tricky sign of Gemini and let the games begin. This time of year coincides with my having to deal with a surplus of personalities. Which can itself be, well, tricky. We took a long beautiful walk to the South End and had a little brekkie at The Buttery. It amazes me how clueless staff at places like that are (during the days). It is like that in London too. I find, however, that in places like France and Italy there is more pride and professionalism in the work of someone, even as such, working a little breakfast counter somewhere. The French and Italians make that shit chic. They don’t phone it in the way we do, especially. It does drive me a bit bonkers. Stopped off at the bank and then another big stroll up the avenue. I had a giant breakfast burrito so I won’t eat again. After our client this afternoon, we walk all the way to Harvard Square. Tried to eat at Longfellow where we made a rezzie but the ladies next to us were so loud (bursts of faux laughter) and wait staff walked behind my chair which was just behind a column and bumped me every time and there was a private party taking over the whole upstairs and they had a lousy wine and food selection so really the place is only good for people who like to cocktail. So we high-tailed it downstairs to Alden & Harlow where we had the best meal we’ve had there in a real long while. Andrew was working and he is adorable and always has the best wine recommendations and we had a blast, then headed over to the American Repertory Theater to see We Live in Cairo, which was quite expert.

The sign of Virgo rules the digestion which also serves as a metaphor for our conscience—munching on experience it metes out the nutrients in our life from the detritus. In the sculpting of Pandora, Hepaestus utilizes the best features of each of the goddesses, making her a composite of these. Pandora means “all given.” We see the archetypal roots here of the Virgo male character which can lean toward the Svengali, being (a sometime male-chauvinist) Pygmalion, the Henry Higgins molding his Eliza Doolittle; and we see, too, the roots of the Virgo woman being something of a borrower herself—of all the women in the Zodiac she is most likely to cherry pick elements of style and even personality from other women she admires. It can come as a shock to her friends to see her morphing into them before their eyes. Slowly though she will morph out of being a collection of traits into a unique composition of influences, which is true of all of us to some extent. She will also let herself beSvengali’d (if we can make that a verb) doing little to stop it. The possessive implication of My Fair Ladyobjectifies the female; but we know, from both that musical or the original myth, that Eliza, the modern Galatea, being thus objectified, to use the vernacular, gave her life, literally in Galatea’s case, Pygmalion’s love being a most animating force that turned her from ivory to flesh. Galatea means “milk-white” a nod to the purity element inheritant in the Virgin sign.

The Virgo virgin depicted in the Zodiac, however, is not that Pandora or Galatea but rather the goddess Kore (who becomes Persephone, the Scorpio woman archetype, once Hades-Pluto abducts and drags her into his underworld). Kore is the “daughter,” or more accurately the maiden-form of Demeter, earth goddess of the harvest, correlating to Virgo’s August- September time frame, ending the first half of the astrological year, at Autumnual Equinox, the start of the next sign of LIbra. Demeter is also called Pandora, but in her case the name translates to “all giving.” She giveth and she taketh away. Demeter brings forth the bounties of the Earth when she is reunited with Kore half the year, then plunges us into winter forcing us to grieve along with her, the other half of the year, when Persephone takes her underworld throne. That is the power of the Virgo woman, in particular, who makes herself useful in the lives of others but, if unappreciated, recuses herself, leaving those who’ve come to rely on her at a loss. In our book Sextrologythe Virgo male and female chapters are called The Vehicleand The Vessel, respectively, both of which speak to being a catalyst and a crucible for substantive change, that either emanates from or is filtered through (or both) the human conscience.

In astrology, Chiron represents “the wounded healer” which is spot on Virgo theme. Long before Brené Brown made it her eternal watchword, we assigned the (positive) energy of  “vulnerability” to the Virgo experience, in so far as it relates to humility, which translates to the acceptance of ones own human frailty. Virgo is not, as a rule, the competitive type. The energy of Virgo demures. We see this reflected in the sign’s symbol: The Mother-Earth (Mater/matter) M-shaped symbol with a final flourish that loops back, inward, onto  and crossing itself, creating a hymen effect as befits astrology’s Virgin. This stands in contrast to the near-exact M-shaped symbol of Scorpio whose final flourish instead projects outward in a stinging arrow. We here see, in glyph-y form, the connection between the virgin Kore (Virgo experience) who becomes Persephone, the maker we all meet, in her Chotonian, underworld (Scorpio experience) aspect. Virgo is about purity lost, loss in general, as it relates to disability. Vulnerability, or as we prefer, humility, is an important aspect of the human condition, probably the most human among them. And Virgo people are, by all accounts, the most seemingly hurt of individuals, that being part of their superpower. It all depends on the nature of the Virgo individual—whether or not s/he is capable of taking some licks and being all the better for it; or if it, instead, creates a chip on the old shoulder, where a defense of victimhood, blaming others. instead defines the personality. There is little room to go there. Whereas, when one embraces ones vulnerability one can overcome it and empathize with others and allow it to positively change you on that alchemical level.

For Virgo, change is slow, despite the fact they may seem to suddenly disappear, ditching friends and whole social circles without notice. By paying closer attention you might have seen the Virgo straddling a new enclave, while still drawing benefits from an existing one. The sign rules the ages of 35-42, what has traditionally constituted middle-age (despite sweeping arrested development in our culture) and its namesake crisis; and Virgo people act-out from that perspective all their life, metaphorically getting facelifts or hairplugs or buying a red porsche, that is to say altering the shape and path of their own existence out of a sort of fear of mortality. Virgo people thus mold themselves to fit new situations and social groups. They will ingratiate themselves, serving purposes and working angles they deem necessary to gain acceptance. It’s like they take loss into their own hands, deciding what to lose, themselves, before it is taken away by external forces.


However, as ever, I am moving the spoon. Here some additional thoughts on the Libra experience:

In the history of the pantheon, Apollo is not an early arrival. Scholars note that much of his artsy estate originally belonged to Aphrodite/Venus, namesake of the sign’s planetary ruler. The second half of the Zodiac begins rather ironically: The so-called opposite sign of Aries (self) to Libra (other), Aries is a masculine sign fittingly ruled by Mars, followed by feminine Taurus ruled by female Venus. The second half of the Zodiac begins with Libra a masculine sign ruled by Venus, followed by Scorpio, a feminine sign ruled by Mars and Pluto. And so these feminine attributes of beauty, grace, love are conceptualized via the masculine, mental air sign of Libra into sexless, starry notions. Apollo is not a warm and cozy deity, and, despite his gleaming perfections, he is not his father Zeus’ inheritor—in fact Zeus fears Apollo will overthrow him. Thus Apollo is akin to another light-bringer, Lucifer and ultimately Luke Skywalker (a rather parapetic interpretation of the cardinal-air insignation of the sign!). Apollo’s introduction to the pantheon coincided, too, with the ideal (a very Libran word) of the love between males being a higher form than that of the heterosexual variety—in keeping with a cultural shift that newly favored the patriarchy, particularly in Athens (as opposed to feminist Sparta) where women had far fewer rights. Libra women might have metaphysically inherited an axe to grind on that score. They are as reclaimers and proponents of latent female power. Female archetypes of the sign include Astraea and Dike, both goddesses of justice, the former representing innocence on that score, the latter moral order and convention—they are associated and often interchangeable in mythology. Both goddesses, especially Astraea, are said to be the last to have lived among humans before abandoning earth for the sky, where these goddesses watch mankind in anticipation of the return of a Golden Age—indeed Astraea’s return to Earth would usher in a new era of enlightenment. (The Golden Age is associated with the rule of the deposed Titan-king, Saturn, whose namesake planet is exalted in the sign of Libra.)

Consciousness raising is the primary keynote of the sign of Libra. With the seventh astrological house being that of relationships, partnerships, contracts, the focus is on the social aspect of these assignations. Libra energy is duty bound to uplift others in the process of raising one’s own consciousness and spirit—this is the cosmic energy of Apollo and Astraea (Venus on the astral plane) and Dike who, like Apollo, carries a lyre and is laurel wreathed. It is for the love of humanity as a whole (in contrast to finding ones own humanity within via the previous sign of Virgo) that we hope to achieve this elevation. The biblical association with Libra are the Psalms which is the most lyric portion of the bible; it is made up of poems, songs, spells, really (complete with stage directions on lighting candles and like-actions to ritualize these magic words). In our book Sextrology, the male and female chapters are titled The Characterand The Charmrespectively, and the speak to the development of ones abstract element of self, our character, and the power we have to positively charge and charm others and the world around us (among other interpretations of these titles). Libra energy is about relationships and our social conscience as an evolution from the Virgo focus on the personal variety. It speaks to the invisible link between us all and the notion that none of us is free until all of us are. Whether from the pulpit or podium or soapbox or high priest/ess pedestal, the messages of equality and unity are clear—Venus energy is about union and, on the earthly Taurus level, it speaks to personal beauty, allure and attraction of the individual; here the energy is hinged on the beauty of high ideals and principles that unify us all, still, one relationship at a time, the seventh house ruling  one-on-one relationships which, if you think about it, all our relationships are. The Venus symbol has been called the mirror of Aphrodite, and where it speaks to the physical beauty, attraction but also vanity and envy associated with Taurus, here, in Libra, being “the fairest of them all” is purely conception. The mirror is now purely metaphorical, designed for the searching of our own conscience and, indeed, our soul. In Libra, every other person is our mirror in whom we want to see reflected our our most ideal character and uplifted spirit.

The (male and female) Apollonian archetypes which most prominently reside in Libran people emphasize an intellectual experience of life over an emotional. Libra people, inhabiting the world of “light”, that of appearances and a higher, idealized consciousness, have difficulty digging below the surface of both their own psychology and more animal-instincets, as well as making deep connections with others. They can overemphasize a need for external order as a substitute for feeling internally sorted.


I will regale you now with some added thoughts on the Scorpio experience.

Scorpio rules the genitals and reproductive system, which we conceal, and, though it is the seat of certain desire, it also carries the metaphoric shadow aspects of shame and repression. Desire is something deeper than want, working through us rather then deriving from us. Sexual desire, or our brands thereof, isn’t something that we can alter, despite what Mike Pence might think; we can repress it, giving rise to emotional or psychological problems in so doing, or we can honor it as some inherent bit of cosmic real estate within over which our conscious mind has no sovereignty. It is desire that brings obtainment—again the so-called opposite signs of Taurus and Scorpio being hinged on having or possesion—only here, unlike Taurus which is about material possession, we are dealing with energetic, indeed psychic possession in the sign of Scorpio, the centerpiece of the third quadrant, that of the metaphysical mental plane.

In our book Sextrology the male and female chapters are titled The Strangerand The Specimen, respectively, speaking to the secret, stealthy, if not estranged, nature of the sign along with its focus on being an exemplary, essential and distilled creature who seeks to remain uncorrupted by external influences or forces. That Scorpio sting is really a strident refusal to people-please in any way. For all their secrecy, Scorpio people do not, as a rule, hide anything about their true natures; they are completely up front about who they are and what they believe, if not, again, experiencing their opinions as facts, being doggedly dogmatic. They simply feel no compulsion to share the details of their lives, even, or especially, with their closest friends or family. They hold themselves in extremely high esteem and though they are the most seductive of signs the never chase opportunities or people. Like a spider or a dragon or a snake in the grass, the silently lie in wait for others to enter into their experience—that said they tend to be worshipful of wealthy people, equating Pluto riches with personal power. Still, of all the signs they are most likely to take others hostage, emotionally or otherwise—they don’t put themselves out or change a thing about their own routine to accommodate others. When you’re with them it is on their terms; and even when they are invited guests, they will impose their strong influence on the proceedings, if only through the bringing along of games, side dishes, or gifts that one must play, sample or use straight away. There is a sense of their replecating themselves through others. And, among the most judgmental of individuals, if you don’t comply enough with their way (or the highway) you may be frozen out.

The sign of Scorpio rules the human ages of 49-56 which is associated with menopause or a supposed loss of power, which isn’t exactly the case. Like in the Scorpion months of October and November, when the outward appearance of life, leaves and all such foliage, falls away, reverting energy to the unseen root level, a point in the cycle of regeneration, such is the metaphoric snapshot of this age for the sign of Scorpio and its people who find the world of appearances to be fatuous on the whole. Not only is the (sexual) root chakra linked to Scorpio but one might say it is the proverbial place that people of the sign are coming from. Scientifically, even, menopause is said to be for women something of a renaissance of their mental life, long associated, mythically and throughout literature with the onset of increased wisdom. In the biblical line, Libra’s poetically lyrical Psalms are followed by Scorpio’s profoundly wise Proverbs. And though the Scorpio may appear icy on the outside, s/he is fairly smoldering within. We think of Persephone entranced (frozen) and silent on her throne, communicating telepathically to each departed soul, deciding their ultimate fate, and sending their souls in the direction of her choosing. She is herself a frozen asset, the barren queen of the underworld, who returns to the world of the living each year to resume her formal role as the goddess of springtime, Kore (the maiden of Virgo). Maid and crone but never mother (except that she is the maiden form of her own earth mother, Demeter), she is nonetheless a goddess of cycles and regeneration, life (springtime) and death (that maker we all meet).

Meaning is Scorpio’s life goal, thus they don’t seem designed for fun or even a simple happiness. They present as serious and superior, loath to suffer fools, even when wrestling with their own inner demons of self-doubt, insecurity and self-destructive tendencies. On that score they seem to withstand overindulgences in earthly delight better than most, often reveling in subversive actions, if not a certain decadent chic that can go along with it. It’s one of the ways they keep us guessing; and yet, if pressed, they are first to wear their insidious lifestly on their sleeve. They despise dishonesty in any form, and they get a secret thrill in flirting, if just a bit, with what might smack of a darker side of life. It fits their default rather pessimistic view. And even if living the most shiny, wholesome lifestyle, they will always find something to be self-loathing about. They can be seditious in relationships, talking behind the backs of even those who might consider them the closest friends. It’s just part and parcel of their love of intrigue and a cloak-and-dagger view of social interaction, but they risk taking gaslighting, especially, a bit too far. We say Scorpio doesn’t text as much as s/he subtexts, their words never intended just for face value. There is always something of a sting, a backhanded compliment, or a tiny twist of the knife. They take Taurus’ need to be liked to a new level, seeking to possess others, as if embodying an addictive substance to which others might become hooked. Scorpios make you feel you need them while all the while testing your mettle in putting up with (read: loving) them. They get into your head, like the cute but rather terrifying Lucy, in the Peanuts, ever playing the psychiatrist, scanning your psyche for root intent.


Anyway on to writing some new thoughts on the Sagittarius experience:

Dionysus represents nature asmale, he is god of ritual madness and religious ecstacy, a liberator and rule breaker and the only Olympian god to have a mortal parent. He isn’t pre-civilization wild, but rather embodies liberation from the restraints of existing society, the returnto a natural state. Thus his rites entailed the drinking of his wine and frenzied dancing, opening up the consciousness to altered, arguably higher states of mind while recapturing the wild animal level of being, all in all, a return to primordial nature. Though it mightn’t have appeased Hera, Dionysian cults and rites were mainly associated with, and driven by women, along with slaves, outlaws, foreigners and the otherwise marginalized. The rites included dancing to rhythmic beats, flinging ones head back, so to break on through to the other side. Sagittarius is the energy of lightning flashess of genius, where it borders on madness, blowing ones own noggin. We still see this same triggering of ecstaticism in evangelical churches, in voodoo practice, and in native american rituals. Sagittarius is the sign of the jazz, rock ‘n roll and the Beats (itself a combined duality of being beaten down and also beatific, raised high, all at the same time).

Dionysus carries a fennel staff topped with a pinecone, called the thyrsus, which, (somehow the ancients knew?), realtes to the pineal gland, where the two halves of the brain meet, the proverbial third eye. Like the opposite sign of Gemini, the Twins being one mortal one divine, pointing to that duality, Sagittarius, here, sees the half-mortal-half-divine Dionysus nonetheless coming together to enter the kingdom of heaven and take a coveted throne. Like the namesake Mercury, which rules Gemini, that messenger god is the psychopomp who can travel from the underworld of Hades to Olympus; and the late arriving Dionysus is likewise the communicant between the living and the dead; and like the androgynous adolsescent Mercury, Dionysus is described as man-womanish, bridging another duality. Juno is famed for blinding wise Tieresias (Dionysus’ high priest) who lived for times as both man and woman, for siding with Zeus as to which gender has more pleasure in sex (ironically, Zeus said women do). Tieresias was given second-sight in recompense—how Sagittarian. In our book Sextrology, the Sagittarius male and female chapters are titled The Maverick and The Maven, respectively, pointing to the wild, outside-the-box element as well as that of the doyenne enthusiast. In the Dionysian rites, the mainly women celebrants (maenads) tore apart live animals and ate raw flesh, reinacting Dionysus’ bloody beginnings of would-be death and rebirth. The word enthusiasm, literally meaning: letting the god enter (oneself), derives from this practice, in keeping with the exuberant energy of Sagittarius. The connection, marriage, of one’s mortal self with the divine is seen too in the notion of genius and lower-case juno, words that originally expressed the notion of an indwellling personal god. The concept of the male genie (god within the male) still exists in our collective imagination while its counterpart juno (the indwelling goddess in women) has been all been eradicated. The Sagittarian mottos I see and I understand both point to a certain divine gift of said genius which happens in lightning flashes. The arrow glyph of the sign suggests an ability to reach further than our human vision can take us—all fire signs are associated with weaponry: Aries (the warrior spear) and Leo (the sword as determines rightful kingship) and the expansive bow and arrow, here, which requires a certain leap of faith in hitting a desired mark. You might say this is one aspect of the Sagittarius superpower, the shadow side of which would be, among other things, blind risk-taking.

In the bliblical line, following wise Proverbs, associated with Scorpio, we come to the most ecstatic book of them all Ecclesiates, which matches the Sagittarian estate. It is the most life-affirming and yet fatalistic of books where we find the phrase “eat, drink and be merry,” so akin to Auntie Mame exclaiming that “life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death. Taking huge bites out of life is what Sagittarius is all about. The age group associated with the sign is 56-62, when one is at the height of their worldly power (the realm of goddess Juno), the pinnacle of their professional career, at their most expert with fullest knowledge, preparing as big a golden parachute as they can. The eleventh house is that of omniscience as it relates to learning, travel, experience and all forms of expansion that may nurture one’s most compassionate and visionary nature.


Anyway today is about meditating on new Capricorn ideas.

The Capricorn motto is I use which is to day I don’t waste, neither time nor energy, or fritter away that which is worth preserving on that which on that which is not sustainable. The goat is built for the ascent but here’s the rub: Capricorn is the Sea Goat, and it has this fishy bit, which carries paradoxical meaning. Water sybmolizes intuition something Capricorns have in abundance, it also signifies emotion which we hope will fuel the Capricorn, not drag them down. The amphibious Sea Goat is also the perfect being to inhabit a metaphorical moutain-lake environment, the reservoir formed by restrictive power. Shan-gri-la is like golden-age Arcadia, where nobody ages. Just as the cardinal-water sign of Cancer, the so-called opposite of Capricorn, is the source, Capricorn is the resource; and just as Cancer is associated with the archetype of Cinderella, so is Capricorn personified as the fairy god mother, a female personification of one’s higher power. Capricorns, whose birthright energy is faith, tend more than others to be one and the same with their higher power. And on the male side, we associate going to the mountain with, among other archetypes, old Moses, who let’s himself go grey via the experience, just as baby Moses, going from mother to mother along the (cardinal-water) river, is associated with Cancer, ruled by the Moon, the mother principle in astrology. Just as the fairy godmother comes with strict instructions (the sign of Capricorn at the very top of the Zodiacal wheel, at twelve o’clock, the stroke of midnight) so too does Moses receive and thus deliver a list of rules and regulations, restrictions—shalt nots!—to lay on us, ten to be exact, the number associated with Capricorn. God also told Moses to build his tabernacle out of goat hair, one might guess, because of it’s enduring, eternal qualities.

That fishy bit of the Sea Goat, on the flipside of symbolizing feeling and intuition, also amounts to a bit of emotional baggage. Again, the sign’s motto should be triggered here, and the Capricorn individual should use it as fuel to further their ascent in life. The body parts ruled by the sign include the knees, the skeleton and the skin, which, taken metaphorically, points to pray or certain supplication, structure (and a love thereof), and that notion, again, of containment. The scapegoat derives from the worship of the goat-god Baal and worshippers would heap their own baggage and troubles and sins upon the back of said goat and send it off away, thus ritualizing their atonement. The signature melancholy that can be associated with Capricorn people speaks to this serious sense of renunciation and retibution inherent in the sign. There is an aspect to their life where they are forever doing penance. And ask any Capricorn if they feel scapegoated in general in their lives. Like many things astrological we can’t fully explain, most Capricorn people are left holding the bag as early as childhood, burdened with the care of fellow siblings or even their parents, having to be the grown-up in the room well before a normally appointed time. And, as we’ve seen, and not without fault or reason, the Capricorn man, especially, might suffer some pretty public displays of being scapegoated. Richard Nixon; Mel Gibson; Phil Spector, et al. Incarceration is, after all, a vivid manifestation of containment. Such drastic examples aside, the Capricorn experienced is hinged on the sign’s most potent superpower, that of Faith, the shadow-side of which is Fear. The word panic comes from that goat-god Pan. The word tragedy comes from the Greek tragodiameaning goat song. The color ruled by the sign is black, a color typically worn by priests and nuns, as it is meant to absorb negativity, to take on that responsibility, as to save the rest of us, much the way they pray, on their Cap-ruled kneecaps, for the good of all humanity. We’ve said it before but: Capricorns by nature put the nun in renunciation.

In our book Sextrology, the Capricorn male and female chapters are titled The Stickler and The Sleeper, respectively, pointing to the hard-line traditionalist energy, as well as the subtle but enduring, slow-burn success associated with the sign. Capricorn rules the ages of 62-69, the usual age of retirement falling into that span. Their love of loafters, ascots, caftans, sandals and other such leisure wear not withstanding, people of the sign embody the mindset of having already achieved their desired life goals. There is something of a self-help lesson in that as the Capricorn naturally acts as if; and though natives of the sign are no strangers to steep climbs, uphill battles and other such tests of endurance they are paradoxically the most accepting, least rushed and, sometimes seemingly unambitious of folks as their life journeys are taken up gradually with constant opportunites for stopping to smell the roses and enjoy the view, all the while being steady as she goes. Because they more readily accept the difficulties of life, they tend to process them more thoroughly, if not readily; and as a rule life becomes easier, and the Capricorn character more light-hearted over time. Of all the signs, they are the hands-down late bloomers. To boot, they don’t suffer burnout the way the rest of us can, as they allow even the harder knocks in life to toughen them up, conditioning their body, minds and spirits, so they become increasingly able to not only withstand but transcend what might trip up others. They are especially impervious to the opinions of others, exuding what might considered a natural superiority—the tenth house is that of status as well as public life—presenting as unflappable and insouciant and forever going higher, lest we forget Michelle Obama is born under this sign, as are other people, women especially, whom we might ultimately label iconic (never lightweight) including Betty White, Patti Smith, Maggie Smith, Annie Lennox, Dolly Parton, Julia Louis-Dreyfus, Mary J. Blige, Marelene Dietrich, Diane Keaton, Katy Sagal, Sissy Spacek, Annie Lennox, not to mention some supermodels called Kate, Christy and Helena all of whom seem to improve with age, none of whom are swayed by outside opinion.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! And also Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365/6 days per year—so they nearly, but not exactly, correlate.

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The Pain, The Pain

Aquarius 1°-2° (January 21)

I awoke today at 11:15! Like I’m a teenager! What an amazing feeling—and to realize that I had been so exhausted by these last four years without really understanding how much so. Also, my chronic back pain which had been plaguing me for….months?…a year?…more? was pretty much gone. I mean I sprang out of bed and noticed myself running up the stairs and I was completely shocked. A client the other day was talking about how she can’t stand blogs and such wherein the writer just makes an account of the doings of their day. I was stone faced, because, as you know that’s pretty much what I’ve been doing of late. That said, all the below stuff—the selection of past entries—isn’t quite all that.  And now I need to review and write about four to five pages of book draft…So here we are . I was just reading back on this day because I’m done five days on, Evan I’m talking about being exhausted for the last four years yes well these last few days I’ve been sleeping in scary Lake and I feel quite rested so I’m hoping that my insomnia is on its way out which would be a very good thing. I don’t remember what happened on this day let’s see It was a Thursday and I would have no idea what would have curd on that Thursday if I look at the menu maybe but yeah let me do that Inauguration aftermath some more partying . We had chicken and green beans not that that tells you anything the reason I’m writing now is because I’m I’m a bit of a high and I’m five days behind on this block as I said and I’ve also not moved the needle on the larger stuff but I’ll speak to that. What I sorry what I really want to do is get into the functionality of my organizational skills now within the larger timeframe which I’ve allotted each chapter in its writing I’m now ready to overachieve. I don’t want to live in the desert . I like the desert . I just don’t want to live in It . Thank you dictate function! So I turned the paragraph and I have the pleasure save that nobody possesses a greater appetite for life than he does arguably the most sensual of the signs embodiment of sense and sensibility inferring what others desire individually another grand scale I don’t know if that means an ongoing effort to appeal to others one’s taste needs I need a pencil OK so I’m going to sort of keep talking when I do this because A master of insouciance having folks believe his achievements happen naturally without effort and without help this does arms others and genders much more support helps him along careeer directions . He will have you believe two pure conduit of intellectual aesthetic artistic endowments to be self promoting in the process of such pure expression he may never outright invite patronage still he won’t suddenly engineer others taking his up if not  

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 1476-1480. I am reading through all of my Blagues, five per day, and posting some samples here. Now, in my sixth year of writing this Blague, by the time I get to my seventh, I will have journeyed through all the daily Blagues of my first five years. If that’s confusing I apologize. Year seven, I’ll only have to read through year six, once a day.

The Friday of the weekend before Memorial Day and I want to scream that familiar refrain: “I’m not ready!” But really that would only be in regard to some made up idea of what I feel I should feel (who am I kidding? I mean look) this close to “bathing suit season.” So let the starvation begin. Just joking. Not really. On the bright side I am making hay while the sun shines as best as I am able. So on to some new thoughts about Taurus…..

One of the things to admire most about a Taurean is their ability to hang a high price tag on themselves. They will do the work, cultivating themselves and their talents like a master gardner, playing nice, being pleasing, if not somewhat fauning and sycophantic which is always an inside-out expression of certain narcissism. The mirror is a recurring theme in the art, music, film and literature of Taurus creatives, and the natives tend to be very exacting in their appearance, cultivating a strong look that communicates not only their sensibilties but their intentions. They are, on this score, in a word, deliberate. This, along with practical and methodical and determined and focused are Taurus watchwords, being as myopic as real bulls are, metahporically speaking, of distractions or detractors, and also of their own artistic delusions. While being gluttons for attention Taurus people may be prone to overindulge their own appetites, at least that is the dime-story converntional wisdom. Moreso, they create hunger in others for themselves. This happens in positive ways, making people hanker for their skills and talents, but also finding ways to addict others to them. Taurus people collect other people in two ways: they will ingratiate themselves to those whose company reflects (there’s that mirror again) favorably on them, while they attract others, whom they might not give a figleaf about individually, who will provide them blanket worship.

Fixed signs tend not to be originators of ideas, waves or movements in their creative work thatthe cardinal signs (which precede them) are. They are imitators not initiators. Cardinal signs struggle with follow-through, sustenance, sustainability,  Taurus watchwords if we ever heard them. Fixed signs drill down (and sometimes get stuck) being are all things we might associate as fixed (okay, maybe not all). Taurus energy can be stubborn, obstinate, determined, deliberate, grounded, etc., terms to describe the bull itself. Taurus people avoid complication and outside confrontation at all costs—not to say they don’t cause their fare share trying to “get theirs,” but they feel we’ll deal with it. They can be condescending and dismissive, having a (too) high opinion of themselves. Overly sensitive and easily insulted, it’s best to keep censure you  may have for them to yourself and just limit interaction. It is near impossible for them to take criticism constructively. You might learn just how little you mean to them and find yourself on the outs. They go where the love is, to a fault. In our book Sextrologythe Taurus male and female chapters are called The Idoland The Ideal; in both cases: carefully cultivated creatures whose core raison d’êtreis to be appeciated. Any hint of the contrary is a non-starter. They want to be wanted, to hook you. They play the treat, if not the tart, and sometimes they’re like a drug, if not an actual pusher thereof. One shadow side of the sign is to take temptation too far. Being sychophantic, they can ingratiate themselves to figures they worship, appealing not to their strengths but to their weaknesses. They can be like Hera’s apple’s, poison in a pretty package. They may seek to topple those they tag the competition, if only subcionsiously corrupting them, fueled by envy and covetousness. It’s a serious downside of the sign: wanting what others have, and moreso, instead of forging a new path. The symbol of Taurus aren’t the outward growing antlers of Aries, instead they form a semicircle, a cup bent on receiving as much as the rest of us will give them. Without us they fcan eel they are nothing. And they’d be so wrong.


Whereas Aries is objectiveand Taurus is subjectiveenergy, Gemini combines the two. So here we have an energetic two-way street, input and output, transmission. The energy of Gemini is literally electric. While, moving down from the Aries head and Taurus throat and neck, Gemini rules the lungs (respiration) and the arms, the wings (aspiration), and with Mercury, the nerves, the electrical system of the body, our wiring and the firing of neurons into synapes. In yoga, when we lie in savasana, we imagine nervous tension being released down through our arms and out our finger tips. We won’t argue that Gemini people are nervy and it’s where any exhaustian they might suffer will hit. Like Mercury, the mind is a trickster and it is literally formed by the most prevailing thoughts hanging in our immediate enviroment, growing up—early childhood conditioning as well as our sibling and sibling-like relationships, boon companionships are all ruled by Geminis third astrological house, such schoolyard associations defining our formative years when, hopefully, given proper rearing, we might make the right future choices. But who had that? And who among us hasn’t and doesn’t still struggle, if not with morality, how about with mortality.  Rationalizing. That trickster mind convincing us to fly too close to the Sun or otherwise put ourselves into a neural fritzout.

Peter Pan, eschewing the grown-up world, recruits other lost (read: malleable) boys, his mini mob, to establish his position as a mercurial ring leader. He infiltrates the minds of his gang members, manipulating, rewiring their frames-of-mind to match his own, (un)hinged, as it is, on perputating his eponymous syndrome. Neverland is a hood on the outskirts of time, the ticking of that clock inside the croc, and Peter forever wrestling with his shadow side which, ironically, seeks its own release. But then the shadow may be free to bring about Pan’s aging, deterioration and death, so he keeps a firm hold on it and consciously carries on whistling in the graveyard. This may be the only way he can fly—soar in his ambitions: To rid one’s mind of certain inevitabilities may prevent their crippling effects. To perish such thoughts might be a necessary precursor to owning the Gemini superpower, that of positive thinking, the full wielding of which ill affords the entertaining of limiting thoughts—even, or, rather, especially, those of the great inevitable. Is this not the very definition of present-mindedness? Being here now. Yet another expression of the “immediacy” of the sign, combining both time and space. Gemini people have the greatest potential to realize the power of positive thinking, and yet they are pardoxically the most challenged in doing so. Having so finely attuned a cerebral instrument one is that much more susceptible to distractions, disinformation and disruption—not to mention being a most cunning disseminator thereof.

Geminis live by their wits and have something of a roguepersonality, a word that combines the goodand the bad, into something hopefully benevolently badass. But it can get a little ugly, just as it might hit the most beatific heights. He who wrote the poetry of Walt Whitman or she who sang the repetoire of Judy Garland may’ve possessed such divine gifts for expression even beyond their human ability to bear them. They are a mixed bag of Mercury’s tricks. And they’re transactional. We express this in the Gemini male and female chapter names—The Goodfellowand The Gift, respectively—in our book, Sextrology. You’ve no doubt heard of Kubler Ross’s five stages of grief—denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance; well, the whole of Gemini’s life is number three—the sign’s number, incidentally. Gemini folk are forever making deals with themselves—rationalizing—letting the ends justify the means, allowing for a little hell, some guttersniping, so to reach intended heavenly stars. Gemini’s are the most immersed of all people in the happenstance of human existence with it’s endless interpersonal interaction, details, to-do lists, dealmaking and minutae; and embracing this street-level, well, level of life (instead of struggling with, or feeling dogged by it, like many of us do) they actually elevate the experience of so-called quotidien existence to a more exalted state-of-being. Which begs the question: Why do we label these aspects of life that of mere or banal existence? Compared to what? Why shouldn’t workaday life be viewed as something sublime? For that matter why do we not view the entirety of our life as spiritual existence? How did we get the idea that we are functioning on a purely physical plane devoid of the divine? Well, the answer is simple: The messaging stems from the Judeo-Christian story of that fall from grace, that boot from Eden, (and associative myths world-wide) which the sign of Gemini represents as a metaphysical and metaphorical snap-shot. The point is we only know this life, we cannot be sure that another one awaits us, so why not approach even the most prosaic elements of it from the perspective that it is all part of the divine choreography we are dancing? The classic gods, with their super human characteristics, lied and cheated and raged and fell into depressions just as we do, chief among these being Mercury, a god of petty mischief and pranks, and yet a divine being all the same. And, well, Gemini’s apple doesn’t fall very far from that tree.


I’ve got a good two months to pull off some major creative coupness. I really am in good shape already to be honest. Again it’s the trust exercise, flow state thingy we’ve been talking about. I kind of don’t really care about the rest of it. I need to do a little work on the Cancer experience right now:

Ironically, the more the Cancerian gives over to their calling, the faster they seem to flow toward toward success.The metaphysical embodiment of hope and promise, Cancer people are voted: most likely to be championed. There is something about them that makes others want to speed their passage and promote them. These Moonchildren naturally work on the feelings of others. The Cancerian might do the exact same job for eons, their usual routine altering little for decades, success finding them in their own, often private process of making their quiet dreams come true, seemingly on their own terms, while being ever increasingly remunerated, sometimes in the extreme. The fourth house rules private life and, despite even global successes, this is something that Cancer seems to keep intact. The flipside of this is that: When the Moonchild feels s/he is losing a grip on this element of existence, they can experience this as utter chaos and complete loss of control. They are more prone to hysteria, anxiety and depression than the rest of us. The trick for them is not to give to much of themselves, and not to chase their successes, but to plot a simple course and patiently tack their way toward goals, running a tight ship. When personal security is frontloaded in this way, and the Cancer is prepared to weather any storm life might bring, they typically also serve as the calm eye in the storm for others. And here we have that cardinal-water spring analogy again as these children of Themis can be fonts of wisdom and guidance. Women of the sign are especially gifted in the realm of emotional labor, putting themselves out their as a salve for others; while the men tend to be more pedantic, keeping a store of well worn anecdotes and personal parables to pull out from a stockpile thereof. Still he too is a gusher of guidance.

            The personification of the principle that change is the only constant, Cancer folk will become the most comfortable with uncertainty because the enter life the least. The body parts ruled by the sign are the gut (intuition) and the breast (nurturative ability) and they forever build trust in the former and contribute via the latter, providing themselves and others an internal sense of security, living life from the inside out, letting external successes be the byproduct of healthy private life.


Leo people are best at giving themselves license, another aspect of authority. They love to green-light projects, their own and others. Many top directors (not to mention dictators) have been Leo. They take pride in running the proverbial show. It is a source of pride—and their prime objective is to make themselves increasing proud. If that Cancerian flood myth spells promise (ark, in both senses of the word) then Leo seeks permanence in the fulfillment of a covenant or compact they make with themselves: to create something lasting in this life. Cancer people seem all potential, while Leo folk present as fully self-possessed, the former needing others, the latter equipped to provide to others. Leo rules the ages of 21-28, that of maturity, the sign symbol depicting the lion’s mane, signifying peak power, or the lion’s tale, an indicator of their ferocious intent, even of the loving kind. The fifth astrological house is that of legacy, and Leo people more readily set upon building their keep, their stronghold, fixing their fire (read: passion), and building their world around it. And when we say world we mean other people. Leo may be autocratic but s/he isn’t a loner and relies upon the support of others lest their edification be but a castle in the sand. Leo’s create for themselves and others. The create worlds. Robert Redford springs to mind as does his on-the-nose Leo-themed Sundance. Leo people are like the hearth themselves bidding others to circle around them.

The hearth is not only that which provides warmth and protection (from wild influences) but it also gives rise to creativity. One imagines the first jokes and stories being told and the first cave paintings being created in a convivial glow. Surely its where creative plans were discussed and launched. A literal fixed fire giving rise to purest creativity. In our book Sextrology the male and female Leo chapters are entitled The Naturaland The Knockout, respectively, speaking to both the authenticity and winningness associated with the sign. The fifth astrological house is that of leisure activities, fun and games; and Leo people are the best at playing the game of life, in both their ability to achieve success and fulfilmment but, moreoever, to approach life as much as an amusement along the way. Helios runs a daily chariot race. Arthurian legend begins, middles and ends with contests. While men of the sign can be eternal class clowns for whom fulfillment means dedication to their most burningest passions even if they don’t make bank—in fact many a Leo man will live frugally and/or close to the land, if not go totally native—Leo woman, on the other hand, are more ardent in their need to score big wins in life. We think of the actual lion, the male doing a good deal of roaring (scaring and scattering would-be prey) while leaving the actual hunting to the females who lie  and wait in ambush. Along with the home and hearth protectress Hestia, the goddess of the hunt, Artemis, whom Homer called “lioness amongst women” also a protectress (of wild things) shares the top archetypal spot for the Leo woman. A modern incarnation would be the feline named Katniss Everdeen of Hunger Games fame, a Leo model if ever there was one. Leo women are the most hungry of all human creatures for successes they passionately believe are due them and they will stop at nothing to be crowned queen of whatever they deem their rightful, natural sphere of influence. And they are just as passionately ardent in the expression of their affections. The fifth house is also that of “the love you give;” and Leo, women especially, are brutally loving and a mate will find out the full range of meaning, here, should they betray the fidelity of her relationship. The fifth house is also that of love affairs, while neither men nor women of the sign tend toward a quantity of them—instead they seek permanent bonds that provide an eternal passionate flame. Tennessee William’s Maggie The Cat wants to start a fire with her one true love, but Brick doesn’t burn like that.

Mostly Leos are bent on having a great love affair with life itself, taking great big voracious bites out of it. For these co-creators with god, theirs are not mere passions but sacred flames divinely ordained to be realized and so it becomes the Leo person’s duty to fully realize that which is natural endowed to them. Concsiously or not they see themselves as divine instruments, which can see them playing god all too often. This is hingepin of their superpower and shadow side. Something TK about Jungle Law.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365/6 days per year—so they nearly, but not exactly, correlate.

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Woe Is Them

Capricorn 30°/Aquarius 0° (January 20)

The day was mostly good, of course. And yet it ended badly. Despite every action I made there is no way to avoid this power struggle. Each one of us is monarch of heaven. And there cannot be but one. So, it is becoming clear that we need not share a universe but head our own. Which is probably what occurred to Endora and Maurice in Bewitched. So, no big deal? We will one of us adopt a heavy blue eye shadow and a collection of indoor, winter caftans, and the other will dance around the planet, martini glass in hand, tuxedoed, trying not to let any shakes show. Fine. If that’s the way this cookie crumbles than so be it. I am tired of running east to hold up this wall and west to hold up that and south and north. Tired, tired, tired of it all. There has to be some kind of break from all this. And, so there will be. It needn’t be catastrophic or cataclysmic or chasmatic (I word I just made up). It can be just fine that this occurs. Divide and conquer in a poignant way. Probably more normal a dynamic than the one we’ve been living. Other couples, even those who “work together” aren’t as attached at the hip as we are in any event. So we are now living in a grown-up, non-dysfunctional world for the first time in a long time

God it felt so good to write the last paragraph of the last entry just now as I am writing all of this in real time. Starting tomorrow I will no longer be indebted to anyone (emotionally, at least) also between you and me I don’t want to go on said craft, I just don’t. It won’t be enjoyable for me so why bother. Needless to say, the Inauguration was incredible, and we cried and had a great day together, but it didn’t end all too well. We were having dinner and I was factually speaking about my observances of real-estate prices and somehow this struck some kind of personal nerve. And bluey! Anyway, it will pass as it always does, meanwhile I know that sometimes things have to break and tear and that the healing scars are ultimately stronger than the original, and I’m okay with that. Battle scars are a good thing in the end, of this I am quite certain. And once again, today is a very good day. A very good day indeed. 

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 1471-1475. I am reading through all of my Blagues, five per day, and posting some samples here. Now, in my sixth year of writing this Blague, by the time I get to my seventh, I will have journeyed through all the daily Blagues of my first five years. If that’s confusing I apologize. Year seven, I’ll only have to read through year six, once a day.

So yesterday was pretty interesting in the end. I did manage to get very creative and let my imagination go a little wild and enjoyed some alone time just doing some home grooming and going through some clothes and costumes really. I’m going to focus now on getting some more thoughts on Aries down on paper, having moved the needle a bit, too, on casting the festival and series. People are by and large seeming very dysfunctional and disconnected. I know it’s because of this cultural (if you can call it that) climate. We have to all step up our pussies at this point. While, on the note, even Drag Race seems rigged. The thing we need to do is be kind to one another. This is the most important thing we can do. We need to emphasize the fact that we are the majority. That Above Us Only Skydocumentary of John & Yoko really hit the fact home. It harkened to a time when even celebrities didn’t want to be—they struggled against it in the name of artistry. I have gotten myself so riled up by what’s going on in our country and yet shouldn’t I be outraged. Shouldn’t we organize and take to the streets. Isn’t this outrageous enough? Maybe not for enough people. Anyway I have spent the morning enraged so I better get back to some astrological thoughts that need doing. Right as I said I was talking about Aries:

Aries also governs the human ages of birth to seven years, that which is defined by adjectives like “terrible” and nouns like “tantrum”, when a person is at once the most helpless and the most shriekingly selfish and demanding, others be damned. Even supposedly fierce Mars/Ares was a big baby who would run from the battlefield crying for his mommy if he received the slightest wound. There is a lot to unpack here. The cardinal-fire sign, which translates to a spark (of life), our ignition and animation, also signifies our purpose, the Aries personality can be impulsive and reactionary and unbridled—think Jack Jack in The Incredibles. Mars signifies pure energy, that fight, spearheading goals and otherwise taking life by storm, but it also translates to the other adrenalin effect, that of flight. Athena mainly stays above the fray, employing strategy and diplomacy and prudence to support her aims. And so it is no surprise that the most singularly directed of sign-energies in the Zodiac, that Aries people are themselves singular, self-motivated, me-me-me, every wo/man for themself. They typically have pinpointed campaigns and quests they’re determined to go on and they do so, unapologetically, with a certain vigiliance. It’s as if they can’t separate what might appear to us to be selfish-from a self-originating sense of duty toward the fulfillment of their objectives. Aries feel they were bornto do whatever they aim for—that it is in their Mars-ruled blood— endowed (and sometimes burdened) with an outsized mantle of import; such that the pull of said goals feels heightened to that of a spiritually calling. Or maybe it’s vice versa—that Aries people, by virtue of their ardor, lend their pursuits this exaggerated sense. The point is that the singular Aries, despite their gender, doesn’t second guess it. Incidentally, Aries people seem to be most binary in nature in regard to gender with a smaller sector of trans people among them as compared with other signs.

            In our book Sextrology, we likened the Aries woman to the female sheep—hey Ewe!—who keeps herself aloft, on her climb, watching male rivals vie for her below; mostly this speaks to the Aries’ woman’s ability to raise herself above arguments in wise Athenian fashion, if not pit opponents against one another to elevate her own position. And though there is the usual overlap between the sexes of the same sign, you still might say with confidence that, as a rule, Aries man tends to be embody the warrior most often on the frontline, while Aries woman is cooly strategizing from her metaphoric war room. She may may adopt lambish air if only to pull the wool. Why sheep?, you may ask. Well, besides the warlike qualities of the Ram, in mythology, the war god Ares/Mars evolved from an agrarian shepherd god, really a male fertility figure. Possibly deriving from the more ancient Minoan snake goddesses, armed as they are with serpents, and also from the bird goddesses like the wargoddess Inana and Ishtar, Athena, with her signature breastplate—the sheepskin aegisthat bears the venomous snake-haired head of the Gorgon—is associated with the owl, her wise totem, whose form she takes. Snakes and birds. Athena emerged a defender deity, among other attributes, as a palace goddess, inextricably linked to namesake Athens, although her Pallas pre-fix is more suggestive of phallus than palace, as she is eternally depicted wearing full masculine, martial garb.

            We likewise link Athena, in the biblical line, to Lilith, Adam’s first wife, predating Eve just as Aries precedes Taurus, whose own female archetype isEve and other such “innocents.” Lilith and Adam split up because they both preferred the top position, and she was winged—that element of flight—with serpentine qualities all her own. You might say all of the associative Aries goddesses are archetypes of feminism—and we do find a slew of feminists born under this sign, Gloria Steinem included. The symbols for Athena is a triangle or diamond shape set upon a cross—these portray yoni power above all. It is not a passive symbol of reception like the Venus glyph with it’s circular womb above a crossed staff (hymen), but, like Mars’ own genital “spear-and-shield ” symbol, it is one of definite action, even if on the defensive, blocking, a hard-knocks nod to the Ram, which, in nature, thus vividly defends its flock. The gender dialectic between men and women, cisgender or transgender, in the sign of Aries, is  not one of the virile masculine to the passive feminine but along a spectrum spanning from the purest objectifying masculinity to the most ardent feminism, refusing objectification.

            No surprise the sign of Aries rules the head—we enter the world head first, as a rule, and Aries people never abandon that trajectory. This speaks to the Aries experience, suggesting they come into this world armed with their sense of purpose and ambition, again, Athena, born in full armour, ready to do battle.  She is the goddess of helmsmen, those steering the ship—she and brother Ares wear plumed helmets—and the Aries personality is pinioned on leadership and taking the reins. Ares starts wars, the first to charge into attack just as his more ancient shepherd status saw him likewise leading his “charge”, that is to say, the sheep in his keep. Leadership, initiation, action, ambition are all Aries’ strongest suits, as is coming on strong in situations, for better or worse. Aries energy is lean and mean. People of the sign travel light, unwilling to be saddled with unnecessary emotional baggage or undue responsibility for others. They stick to a specific, niche agenda, focussed narrowly on a singular goal at any given time. They do, however, expect others to support their causes and further their aims, taking even seeming disinterest in their enterprises very personally indeed. The shadow side of the warrior is that s/he is most readily and deeply wounded by circumstance the rest of us may more easily shrug off.


Another great and harrowing (nerves on edge) Fosse/Verdon. My real red-haired mother (who took me to see Chicago with the original cast) and Gwen Verdon must have been so similar as people because I swear Michelle Williams is channeling her. The voice, the laugh, the way she holds her body. And I’ve counted now five actual exact wardrobe items. Anybody out there who knew Peggy please watch and tell me if I’m wrong. It’s truly freaky. Consider that somewhat of a late Mother’s Day posting. (Like most holidays, it’s something I avoid, because it’s truthfully just too damn painful.) I never stay up late enough to watch the show when it airs, so Wednesday mornings are my ususal viewing time, over coffee. But honestly I felt as if I needed a sedative, myself, after watching Sam Rockwell do his Fosse bit, which married so tightly to the film All That Jazz. Meanwhile the girly playing Ann Reinking has the voice down pat. I wonder what the really Annie thinks about it all. (Quick break to Google her). Wow she’s been married four times and none to Bob Fosse.

It’s still so fucking freezing out, here, in New England. Anyway I’ve got to continue my work today and that means polishing up some thoughts, still, on the sign of Aries:

Ares starts wars, the first to charge into attack just as his more ancient shepherd status saw him likewise leading his “charge”, that is to say, the sheep in his keep. Leadership, initiation, action, ambition are all Aries’ strongest suits, as is coming on strong in situations, for better or worse. Aries energy is lean and mean. People of the sign travel light, unwilling to be saddled with unnecessary emotional baggage or undue responsibility for others. They stick to a specific, niche agenda, focussed narrowly on a singular goal at any given time. They do, however, expect others to support their causes and further their aims, taking even seeming disinterest in their enterprises very personally indeed. The shadow side of the warrior is that s/he is most readily affronted and deeply wounded by others’ opinions, behavior or attitude (in regard to them) which the rest of us may more easily shrug off. The sign’s motto I am is more than a declaration of self-evidence, it is one of an overblown sense of importance. They don’t take much in, blasé about what you or we might be up to, but they do expect others to experience and appreciate their impact.

The first astrological house is that of self, but also of the physical body. And embodiment is a key factor in the Aries experience. These are not vague, floppy or whatever type people. Aries are individuals who are one with their purpose, exemplars of embodiment. No other sign is more comfortable in their skin. Buddha was born under this sign and the default brand of Aries spirituality is rather DIY. Aries outsource nothing  on that score looking to themselves as the be all end all of their existence. What these spiritual warriors do struggle with is their need for atten-hut!The titles of the Aries male and female chapters in our book, Sextrology, are The Oneand The Original, respectively. Aries man, with his signature bluster and sense of entitlement, takes up a lot of space and  is especially engineered to live life as if he were the only person on the planet, for better or worse. Aries woman none too patiently demands credit for her unique abilities and ideas, expecting others to fast-track her ambitions. Both are determined to win this contest called life. The sproating horns of the Aries symbol, a sign of dominance for the male, is also called the wise brow and nose of Athena, signifying acumen in the female. Taken together, Aries is about taking the top spot, unapologetically emerging onto whatever desired scene, being held up as exemplary, premier, first and foremost.



I was thinking how it is, during the lead up to the election, that one of the new rules of the game, as Democrats, this time around, is that we aren’t “supposed” to say anything negative about any of the Democratic nominees, especially certain ones. So as we deal with the far right telling us that facts are fake news, our fellow democratic allies tell us we can’t air our opinions either if it’s going to be what they consider negative or “divisive.” First of all I didn’t realize that airing ones opinion from the privacy of ones own laptop could wield such power, and, second, grow the fuck up. I champion your right to your opinion and you should champion mine and everyone else’s, especially if we are talking nuance of personalities and policies within our own party. For example, I think Beto is a wannabe pop star and a bad political candidate and a narcissist who thinks posting a video of himself getting a haircut is interesting while Elizabeth Warren, who will likely not get the nomination (because she is a woman) is the most qualified and inspiriting person running in the field. Notice I said “I think.” In case you forgot that means that this is my opinion. I might also say “I believe”, an other indication I’m expressing an opinion. I have also said things like “my spidey sense tells me” (which is even less an expression of an opinion but what is commonly known as a hunch), for instance, that Bernie might be something of a plant in the presidential race. I don’t have to back it up with evidence. I’m not saying it’s a fact. I’m saying it’s a hunch. I am just as entitled to my hunches as I am to my opinions. And so are you. I have had people, actually friends, threaten to unfollow or unfriend me on social media because I’ve aired such “feelings” (I’m using this, now, as a synonym for hunch) because they “can’t handle it?” Really? you can’t handle people having opinions or airing their hunches in public? Well yes then please do unfriend or unfollow me because you sound pretty unstable to me. Meanwhile these are typically the same people that go on their own rants and jags. It’s cool whatever. The following will seem very similar to what I just said but that’s okay. I ranted separately in like fashion and am just pasting it in here.

I think it’s so important to realize that we are the majority albeit largely unarmed. At that I won’t say deplorables but I will say purposefully disenfranchised (that goal of not offering free education and healthcare in American society) have been made to feel desperate (feeling you’ve nothing to lose makes you dangerous) and militarized and bred to believe that the educated, motivated lovers of democracy who would seek to elevate that manipulated (made) segment of our population are the enemy of the people. Republicans are divided into a number of related camps. There are those who don’t want this country to be a democracy but a plutocracy bordering on an autocracy; the Russians are and have been involved for decades and there is a Republican camp that has been comprised to varying venal degrees that they are towing the plutocratic line because of the kompromat on them; and there are the so-called evangelicals. If the population is saddled with debt and no education (thus poverty level income) no healthcare which is more burdensome if you have babies and more mouths to feed then it is miles more difficult to rise from that disenfranchised state; and the Republican machinery continues to point the finger at us as the culprit so those poor people continue to villainize us and vote for them and learn to hate more and more based on race, gender, sexual orientation and religion. This is isn’t accidental. This has been designed for more than a half century. Graham, Barr, McConnell, on and on…they are not only the true culprits but the most compromised. They’ve had to sell their souls and band together. Even the devil-in-chief, who has been pro choice all his life, has had to change his tune. In his case (and the Russians knew this) that thing, like the Mountain in GOT, has no conscience and no humanity left in him. But we have to change tack too. Yes we must continue to do battle armed with justice and ideals and the Constitution but we must do more. We must first remember there are more of us then of them. And though we shouldn’t become militant and start buying guns ourselves—this would only be line their pockets anyway—we do need to wrap ourselves in true patriotic ideals and keep standing up together. As the Democratic leaders move toward (self-) impeachment we need to get ready for the fight of our lives. There should be weekly protests starting now. We need our politicians, yes, but also other voices. The power of celebrity can really work in our favor the way it did during the Viet Nam era. Only then John and Yoko leading the charge were still grass roots, humble individuals despite their wealth, a great deal of which they spent on peace and freedom. They weren’t going from award show to award show wondering what to wear next on the red carpet. They were in the same hotpants and jeans they wore yesterday. They weren’t deciding which interior designer would do up their next mansion, they were using their bed as a war room. Even our own “downtown” performers these days have lost their spirit of activism and are much more concerned about their own hair and wardrobe and what ussies they’re taking with their (even more) celebrity “friends.” What happened to us? What happened to War Is Over (if you want it)? What happened to Power to the People? Pre election, we all must know, that there will be a Trumped up reason to start yet another when we are still fighting two others (and those are just the ones that are on the books). This is Cersei Lannister stocking that explosive green stuff under the city and we are like so many Margery Tyrells, slowly boiling frogs, getting incrimentally used to the newest daily normal not noticing what is potentially really going on here. All the evils are related and money making. The building of “tent cities” aka concentration camps along our border lines the pockets of those building them while young girls, mainly, get separated and sold into sex slavery. But they are also an “invasion” so they are villified as they are victimized. The wall is a developmental contract for someone giving major kickbacks. And we infight over the fact that we can’t have our own opinions about which democratic candidate is crappy or not? Because that’s divisive. Beto is a bad candidate Warren is a good one. Are you going to get on me for saying that in this rant du jour? Are you going to unfriend me because I’d rather have Kamala than Bernie and say so? Am I your enemy? Or are you just being further distracted while you peruse pictures for the most recent Met Gala?

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365/6 days per year—so they nearly, but not exactly, correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2020 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2020 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

Tu Bruté

Capricorn 29° (January 19)

We enter the sign of Aquarius today at 3:39 and change. And change should be the operative word. And we have a favorite client today which is lovely. It is the last moment that we have some kind of excuse for things to suck. Tomorrow, we will come to realize, we will have the same arguments and issues and all sorts of probably new problems. I will write to all my friends tomorrow “phew” and few will write back. My one conservative UK friend will tell me I am safe now. Okay. Sure. I reply something like well we are at the beginning of becoming safer. I have been unsure of the state of his soul. Does he pretend to be a conservative because he works and has been paid for thirty years quite handsomely for doing so; or are his stories about Boris really sincere. I went to a gala once, invited by a famous friend, at Hampton Court; it was when Brown was prime minister, and that troll Boris tried to make intimate-like with my host and Sarah Brown, who plopped herself down next to me and my friend, for a quick moment, which triggered the amazing, funny, loving Peter Kay, across from me at the big round table to shout, really loudly!, “oh, fuck off Boris.” My love for Peter would grow day by day were it not for that moment, but it certainly did all the more jump suddenly as a result. 

The trick about writing the book that I am currently writing: Astrology is at once archetypal, analogous and metaphorical, but it is likewise metaphysical, actual and actionable, providing a certain behind the scenes pass to the workings of the imagined universe, and we qualify it, purposefully, as such. Oh fuck it I will say: The whole point of having us in those positions was because you needed us to do the actual work, because you were going to be en Suisse and your mind would be elsewhere in any case; the problem is you would swoop in one day a week and overcompensate, pretending to be in charge; and one such day you reversed a decision I had made in your absence—not being a pussy I called you on it that day and you reverted to my decision. But then you again capitulated without my knowledge. That alone was an offense. But what you probably have deluded yourself for which to not take responsibility is the fact that this all led to the whole court case that absorbed my life for almost a year. And the point is it’s the same thing. You have no peripheral vision…you just see what you need to see and the rest of reality on the sidelines of your self-purposed myopia are just blurs. You caused us great harm as a result of pretending to create us good. And I transcended that. I remained your friend. Stupid me. Because you are a menace and you will always be one.  You are reckless with others. You quietly wreak havoc on people’s lives and I’m not longer interested in being associated with you. Oh and it occurred to me after the fact that you did this back in the day at TP also—you leave people in the lurch and talk out of both sides of your mouth and are the most disloyal of people. I really kind of loathe you lady. Ah that felt amazing.

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 1466-1470. I am reading through all of my Blagues, five per day, and posting some samples here. Now, in my sixth year of writing this Blague, by the time I get to my seventh, I will have journeyed through all the daily Blagues of my first five years. If that’s confusing I apologize. Year seven, I’ll only have to read through year six, once a day.

I’m going to write for exactly ten minutes because I have to catch a train today from NYC back to Boston, well Dedham, actually where we’ve parked our car. All I can think about is lying down and watching RuPaul, Game of Thrones and Barry. We will likely pick up a piece of fish, an avocado and a box of salad and that will be dinner. These last several days in New York have been exhilirating and exhausting in equal measure. We are so grateful to have stayed mainly at our friends’ house, though we did stay at the Jane Hotel last night, which was very quiet, and from where I am currently writing this. Laurie Litchford’s name was really Jane. I just realized that. Oh well. Anyway…yesterday morning as we were readying to head to Dover Street Market to meet A., I was saying to S. that, if we decide to work with Barneys New York again, I forgot/reminded myself that we not only did product events with their stores in NYC and LA before but we launched our first book with them, Simon Doonan designer the windows and al that. Simon also endorsed the book on it’s back jacket. We walked in the pouring rain from Washington Street to Thirtieth and Lex and sat down at Rose’s Bakery and I blurted all this out to A. No sooner had I done so when Jonathan Adler (Simon Doonan’s husband) walked in with a friend! It keeps happening folks! The synchronicities! Anyway we had a cheery reunion and Jonathan’s mot du jour is now genteel. Last time we saw Jonathan was probably after we came back from working at Wallpaper* in London when we went down to his studio and he met us barefoot covered in clay, fresh from his potter’s wheel. (I always wondered if that wasn’t a little staged, and I actually hope it was because it was an innocent and vivid display. And anyway Jonathan is a Leo so he likes to be found in process, like Tom Sawyer white washing a fence.) At that time his mot du jour was cute. Like: “Isn’t American cute?” Which is what he actually said to us about our impressions on being back from the UK. To this day we say “isn’t America cute?”, a lot, but nowadays, mostly, ironically, cuz shit is anything than cute lately.

After lunch—spicey lentil soup and panisse with tapenade—we headed to the Park Avenue Armory for the TEFAF show. The first thing I thought was it was a fancy version of any kind of fair, the last one I attended being the LA Book Fair in 2013 which is where I last saw Jack Pierson. First we saw Richard Green had a booth with Pissaros and Renoirs. We know him through his wife and her twin sister so we said hello. A. knew the folks at Hemmerle. We were already saying how everything was genteel, picking up on Adler’s expression in a joking way of bonding as one does when one is arrested at the age of (a) fourteen (year-old girl), as we all are. And then who did we behold but, yep, Jack Pierson, looking rather shaky and delicate, being led around by a fellow we believe to be his steady boyfriend. I took the opportunity to break the five year old ice and I followed and said: Jack. He turned around not displeased to see me. We each asked if the other was well with our own special intent. And we both said yes very and that was that. I think I touched his face spontaneously. We will never be the close friends that we were; and obviously something has altered in his life. I can only say I truly hope he is well and just had a sprained ankle or something and I send him every amount of love and peace.

We breezed through Barneys then headed downtown to grab our stuff from R&R’s and headed over to check in at the Jane Street Hotel. The place is creepy but it was fine for one night. R. was already there at a memorial service in the ballroom and the other R. was heading over to meet us as we left the hotel. We tried getting into via Carota but ended up at Buvette. We had a lovely liquid trip through Bandol and conversation was lively and mostly in output mode. We went back to R&R’s and had a little night cap and I ticked the dog’s tummy for an hour on end. The television in the room didn’t work so we planned to get a little off the hotel price; this morning we had a couple of coffees in the restaurant off the lobby which used to be Gitane which was great and now is something called Old Rose which is not. We got ourselves some Sweet Greens and headed up to Penn Station. In the cab I was thinking I should contact Caitlin who lives in Portland as I’ll be there next week. I have yet to read her book but I have the pamplet for the book on me. I get to the station and open my email and I have a note from her sending me a link to a comedian who does bits about the star signs. Another synchronicity. We eat our lunch in the station and then get in line for the train, herded by the porter that performs a comedy act of his own, and has been doing so for decades. In line behind us a woman says “you look so familiar to me” to S. We zero in on the fact that she is Maud, a jewelry designer and one time client who lives on Beacon Hill. Another sign that we are threading through and all is a cosmic go. And now here I am on the Acela. S.’s seat doesn’t work. The tray table won’t come up and her seat won’t recline. She doesn’t care but I’m beside myself as I often am over things like this. It drives me absolutely bonkers. And now I’m going to get back to other work!


To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365/6 days per year—so they nearly, but not exactly, correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2020 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2020 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

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