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Rolling On

Aries 23° (April 12)

Okay so it is coming up on collections, which is a term we use dating back to the eighties, working in fashion and having just a finite number of weeks before sending models in clothes down a runway. In this case I have twenty-four models, otherwise known as chapters to put on display for discerning eyes to scrutinize. I will do my best on that score. There are too many shootings happening once again. S. seems to feel it’s a Russian plot to increase gun sales. I don’t know what to say about that myself. A simple life in Maine is appealing to me ever more. None of my keys are sticking. This is a first in a very long time. I wonder why that happens. I don’t want to go on any trips at this time, and I feel a bit betrayed by the one-eighty on that score. Solidarity is becoming increasingly difficult to come by I fear. We will watch this Hemingway documentary and it will be illuminating to say the least. Some more Aries woman thoughts perhaps?: Many a young Aries girl was that self-contained character with free-flowing hair dressed like some rancher’s daughter furtively drawing horses at her desk in the back row of the classroom, barely containing her annoyance should a teacher bother to call on her. And, really, there is some part of the Aries that will forever meet the so-called civilized world (and its occupants) with something of an impatient sigh. And if you took a poll, most would tell you they prefer the company of animals to other humans, save for those who, like her, approach the world (and its inhabitants) with the unapologetic honesty, non-judgment and, yes, loyalty of a beloved pet. Artifice is anathema to her. And so we see her exploring schools of spirituality that involve stripping away the worldly illusions that we heap upon ourselves; and there can often be a austerity associated with her spiritual practices, not as a penance or privation, but as a reality check and as a means to touch base with the purely existential level of the human experience, which really is that of survival, as it is for all of in the animal kingdom who must hunt and fight, and strategize in so doing, so to greet another day. Again, in contrast to Taurus individuals who, like flowers of the field, giggling in the sunlight, essentially neither toil nor do they spin, letting the birds and the bees do much of their work for them, Aries lives like the nomadic Rachel, tending the livestock/livelihood of her existence, but ever on the move, in search of a new wellspring of experience. She is one of the zodiac’s prime movers, and even if in loving relationship, cohabitating with a steady partner for decades, she presents to the world as a solo entity. Freely coming and going, sometimes for long stretches of time, she will have her own sets of friends completely separate from her spouse or longtime companion, others often never knowing which it is, let alone meeting the person. Time with her romantic partner is typically a twosome affair, erring on the side of never mixing and never mingling. As a rule, she doesn’t want to invite interpretations of her relationships from outside interpretation or, certainly not, critique. She is her own person and wants to be seen as such. And was she to make a rare appearance as part of a couple, public displays of affection are generally anathema to her. If anything, she will probably divide and conquer, in true Athenian spirit, part ways with her partner upon entering a party, say, and catching up with him at the end, if not slipping out alone.

I am now in my seventh year of writing this Blague. Year six, I went through the first five years, and excerpted from five Blagues per day, as a way of taking inventory of what came before. If there are any blocks of text following this paragraph that would be from the corresponding day last, the sixth, year.


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. 

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2021 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2021 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

What Can I Say

Aries 22° (April 11)

I will speak with lawyer today even though it is Sunday, as things have gotten crazily out of hand. Seconds of fish pie for lunch today and I will make an escarole salad with homemade candied walnuts, Roquefort and pear, with roasted garlic dressing, one of the dozens of dishes in our regular repertoire. But the focus is on writing for sure and getting into a good rhythm with all of that. I have come up with the notion of ending the chapters on something of a poetic note. To that end I’m trying a little something here as an experiment on the Aries woman:The majority of the Aries woman population will tell you they aren’t spiritual, but what they probably mean to say is that they see no separation between living a life of starkest reality and experiencing a sense of their own higher power, to use a well-worn term. Spirituality for the Aries woman basically boils down to doing no harm to others, which usually grows out of a conscious sense of not always having felt that way. In her youth and sometimes into middle age, Aries may not only be blatantly self-serving, she might even have accepted being considered “demanding,” “difficult,” “confrontational,” or “perpetually on the war path,” as the price to pay for having high standards and expectations, and being uncompromising as such. Any kind of spiritual practice is typically embraced by Aries as a means of dealing with her default perspective that hell is indeed others. It is most difficult for her to cultivate patience and humility and to lay down her arms against the slings and arrows she sees as being disproportionately aimed her way. She may decide to become a Buddhist, for instance, to deal with everybody else just as much as to cultivate an oasis of peace in herself. If everyone would stick to her same playbook there would be no need for the slightest transcendence. All kidding aside, Aries’ choice of spiritual path, which might be one of individual design, is motivated by self-protection and that of those who can’t necessarily or easily protect themselves, and the peace of mind that it provides. We say that the first sign of Aries represents the animal world, fauna, and the human condition, too, from that perspective, just as the second sign of Taurus stands for the world of vegetation, flora. Aries women especially are great animal lovers, while Taurus folks make up the bulk of the world’s frolicking dendrophiles. And, of course, this is borne out in the signs’ archetypes and mythologies. Athena wears skins and plumed helmets of horsehair, and snakes as totems and in tribute to her animal nature, war gods and goddesses originating from spear-toting hunters and herders, deities of peoples who lived among animals, in one way or other. 

I am now in my seventh year of writing this Blague. Year six, I went through the first five years, and excerpted from five Blagues per day, as a way of taking inventory of what came before. If there are any blocks of text following this paragraph that would be from the corresponding day last, the sixth, year.


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. 

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2021 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2021 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

A Little Prick

Aries 21° (April 10)

This was an interesting day. After yesterday’s crazzzzzzy FF incident, today he calls the police saying here is hearing “banging” noises. It really is the last straw. I will contact our peeps today and get this rolling. We need resolution. I have gotten a little lost but I am determined to pull it all together now. We will have a lovely fish pie sort of thing I made for lunch and I will skip dinner (pasta fusilli) simply because I am so exhausted and just need to crash. Anyway I will get some writing done today, finishing up some thoughts on Aries man: You might imagine drawing an invisible line from your most basic drives and instincts to your loftiest, most hifalutin aspirations, creating a powerful connection between the primal, lusty, hungry animal you are and the radiant, enlightened being you imagine yourself to be. Yours is an enviably simple equation of life force—sexuality being its very impetus—firing a surpassing spirituality that is nonetheless steeped in the here and now; that is, if you would, to coin a phrase, let it be. You can unleash the beast, even, or especially, in the bedroom, while still keeping in mind the whole of the experience, not curtailing your typically naturally dominant nature, but understanding your sexual energy to be the fundamental source of would-be embodiment. So, just as you might be exerting yourself, much to your and a partner’s pleasure, you can envision the sexual experience as feeding your spirit just as much as it might, ultimately, exhaust you physically. You might discover that you truly are something of a super man, and that your erotic energy is a renewable resource, evidenced even in a single sexual episode. Bidirectionality being what it is, you might find sex to increasingly take on something of a spiritual experience, bridging a great divide that has characterized an age-old conflict in you; and that you might be able to find a wholesomeness, in the truest sense of the word, in partnership with a singular individual where you once felt a need to supplement your love relationships with extra-curricular sexual experiences, and vice versa.

I am now in my seventh year of writing this Blague. Year six, I went through the first five years, and excerpted from five Blagues per day, as a way of taking inventory of what came before. If there are any blocks of text following this paragraph that would be from the corresponding day last, the sixth, year.


It started with the notion of making art en route to throwing out things from the office and basement, that we would make art en route to the dump. Transformation Station. Indeed I’d like to make gods out of everything sculptural. We can film me in the process of doing it or we can film it as an opening gallery night. I need to order an amazing apron. Do stations of these gods like as there might be in a classical setting. And then it all goes to the dump. Could make a great story.

I also like the storytelling idea, like what Dixon Place as put into place. Afterglow could do something similar to this and set up a virtual experience. The Glow Fest is already moveable. So creatively the idea would be to host various artists and pay them a straight fee and (The idea would be to make this part of the pitch/plea about what we are doing in this new world order. That whole thing to Sponsors needs to be fleshed out but I want to jot down while it’s on my mind that we could generate interest for Ptown businesses. If people don’t come to Ptown, we will take Ptown to the people. And Afterglow will work to activate its concierge section and create a virtual marketplace, maybe it’s based on a map, where you can shop online via businesses websites. In the please we would be telling people we are doing more not less, having had our shows moved until next year, we are exploring ways to do the Glow (a Moveable Festival) as a virtual enterprise.

This is in no certain order. Working on French classes and on songs and shows to perform ourselves. Maybe even the Starsky + Cox shows should we not have the usual venues like Joe’s Pub. It is a boon that Afterglow doesn’t really have a large overhead. Anyway the basement can be quite easily converted to a theater space—a flood of ideas go through my mind on this score. Doing original material, doing whole original shows, doing traditional productions of The Chairs and Tru and The Typists. I may need to contact Ed Morehouse. Have hi be a consulting director. The salon office can be where all the shipping happens. We should probably move the mailbox to Wellfleet in the coming months. If not talk to Jim about having one at front. From this point my hand written notes go in separate directions, so again I will just type what I see and I can reorganize it later. Newsletter from Afterglow. Not what we’ve been doing or done but what we plan to do for the artists. Pay them for gigs to they can perform and get paid and not have to travel or collect them any themselves. Afterglow too needs to have a shop on its website where you can buy donated items in our virtual thrift store.

There was also the idea of performance pieces of say, vacuuming where all these ideas come to mind with a narration as I act it. Showing the creative process and how things can be three-sixty, thinking what am I going to do with those egg yolks in the fridge and later realizing I can make kale Ceasar. Also the amassing together of a virtual theatrical production team.

News Items: Newsletter from Starsky and Cox would just be headlines with click spots to the fuller story on the website.News Items include New book, Consultancy milestones and changes or offers, that Book 2 was optioned, working on a TV pilot , some tithing news, recent press and old press. Can our Instagram enjoy a gallery set up on our website? Thinking about what else the website could use: I would love to get a little shop going, say, of out of print books? Shop. Books and Objects. Kind of Bedknobs and Broomsticks. Stationers? Work for Mark Have Mark do Afterglow/Glow website “moveable” can be both live and virtual appearances.

Write more philosophically about the fixed, mutable and cardinal signs, itself and then add more to the argument. The mechanics, workings of the zodiac could be its own thing. (And we would save all this for the introduction.” This would lead to the podcast work. I just can’t be that linear right now for some reason.

Need to rewrite the biz plan and probs do so before book work begins or put aside a day per week/ten days each for basement clear out and biz plan rejig. (using the Virgo woman time, giving it a span of two weeks? Also talk to Mark about this project.

Then there is the whole Art School idea. All barter. You accept students whose classes you want to take; so if you take three classes you must attract three students. They don’t have to be those who are teaching those classes, ultimately. But at the start it would have to follow.

The irony now is that after writing all this, thinking of ways to outreach for any reports we might need to fill out for the state, there is no longer a requirement to do so, so long as one is staying in touch with their employer. But the notion was to put out pleas for work along the same lines as I’m doing now for branding for fashion business. This will now not be necessary. But it is good to keep in the back pocket.

Backgammon.

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. 

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A Quick Kip

Aries 20° (April 9)

It has been a very tense week. And though today is anniversary it’s hard to relax and enjoy amidst all that is going on. I have six Blagues waiting in line today and will do my best to tackle them, but it might be difficult given all else on my plate still I am not that daunted as I have plenty to draw on. Not only are we dealing with all this real estate nonsense, but I have gotten behind on work. I will remedy that today for sure. S went to run errands earlier and I noticed that senior FF had crossed highway to Dunkin Donuts parking lot where he pulled alongside an awaiting car. They were at the very corner of the parking lot with perfect view of our house. As an experiment I jumped in the old Mercedes we have plugged in and parked outside front and drove off the property to Cumberland farms, waited five minutes then came back and sure enough FF in his pickup truck with trailer was in front driveway. I assume he was taking pictures of the ancient oil stain (and pan he had me put down) on brick driveway. I hooted my horn and he sped off down the side of the house and off the farm. You will know that he claimed in November that my car is leaking diesel. We have been over this many times. The leak is from an older Mercedes we had which we got rid of. About a year or two ago he suggested I put a pan under the car which I did and it has remained there always. It has never had oil collected in it because this car doesn’t leak. Anyway, this proves the point that he spies on us from every angle even from little old Dunkin Donuts. S. would freak out if she thought he knew every moment we left the property. And in truth I understand. This guy is great at inspiring paranoia.

I am now in my seventh year of writing this Blague. Year six, I went through the first five years, and excerpted from five Blagues per day, as a way of taking inventory of what came before. If there are any blocks of text following this paragraph that would be from the corresponding day last, the sixth, year.


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. 

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2021 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2021 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

Bonne Anni

Aries 19° (April 8)

It has been a very tense week. And though today is anniversary it’s hard to relax and enjoy amidst all that is going on. I have six Blagues waiting in line today and will do my best to tackle them, but it might be difficult given all else on my plate still I am not that daunted as I have plenty to draw on. Not only are we dealing with all this real estate nonsense, but I have gotten behind on work. I will remedy that today for sure.

I am now in my seventh year of writing this Blague. Year six, I went through the first five years, and excerpted from five Blagues per day, as a way of taking inventory of what came before. If there are any blocks of text following this paragraph that would be from the corresponding day last, the sixth, year.

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. 

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2021 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2021 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

Kill, Crush, Destroy

Aries 18° (April 7)

There is so much about the past that can never be revealed. Just one of the many ironies about being me. But there is no way for certain things to come to light because they were originally done in such secrecy, something so endemic to my spirit, dating back to being aged single digits. Secrecy may be the wrong word—isolation is better. It is what characterizes my upbringing. I was never really socialized. I was isolated in pockets with a single friend, maybe two, but usually just one at a time. No teams, nothing like that. Then home and ignored by foggy mother and hostile sibling and no father to be seen until the weekend when he was either raging or relegating me to my room, which was fine. I kept pots and pans under the bed so if he hit me he’d hit them. Why do certain people have children. I wrote the lawyer two things, a request from the sociopath and what he requested regarding real estate and so forth. And he was meant to send us this five-point plan, which we have yet to receive. It bugs me when people don’t have follow through but I will deal with that by the end of the week if nothing has been delivered or responded to. I don’t believe I’m as well as I assume. I think the side effects are still sneaking up on me to be honest. I went to the shops and was sweating just holding a basket waiting in line. The news is so conflicting. We are going to have half of Americans vaccinated by weekend and yet cases and hospitalizations are going up. 

I am now in my seventh year of writing this Blague. Year six, I went through the first five years, and excerpted from five Blagues per day, as a way of taking inventory of what came before. If there are any blocks of text following this paragraph that would be from the corresponding day last, the sixth, year.


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. 

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2021 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2021 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

You Will Like

Aries 17° (April 6)

Feeling much better today thankfully. My dreamscape is still very odd. I had the recurring dream of returning to my old apartment building on 12th Street only this time I entered through the basement where Danny Devito was the super. I took an elevator but had to go all the way to the top floor. The elevator went sideways all around and stopped prematurely so I had to open the elevator doors with my hands. When I opened it the place was under new management and was like a giant hotel—Danny might have told me it was under new management. There were workers putting down new carpeting and others were milling about filling out job applications. I went up and down the hallways but didn’t recognize where our apartment was, and I couldn’t for the life of me remember our apartment number—301 I thought (which isn’t actually what it was; it was actually 3F). I kept looking but couldn’t find it and that was the dream upon which I awoke. There was a note from the lawyer from last evening and we spoke this morning and got some things squared away before our lovely long chat. We did that and got some questions answered and also were given the sense that the other lawyer was pretty chill. We shall see. Actually I’m right now sitting here waiting for this Zoom nightmare to begin. It is already delayed six minutes which I find ever so slightly galling. I will have to try and calm myself but also trust that whatever needs to be said, will be said. I feel that I will be guided in this and I am going to trust in that. 

I am now in my seventh year of writing this Blague. Year six, I went through the first five years, and excerpted from five Blagues per day, as a way of taking inventory of what came before. If there are any blocks of text following this paragraph that would be from the corresponding day last, the sixth, year.


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. 

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2021 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2021 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

Side Effects

Aries 16° (April 5)

Woke up feeling horrible. I really assumed that I would have no symptoms from the vaccine but that turned out (very much) not to be the case. Anyway, I couldn’t move pretty much all day and I sweat so much while sleeping that the red sweatshirt I was wearing bled onto the sheets. We watched all of WandaVision which I have to say wasn’t my absolute favorite; amazing how popular things are that I don’t love. I get further and further away from the struggles. Bonnie will have put something up for Easter of herself and my sister which pains me. I never did get back to my cousin and that seems to be the right thing too. I was half expecting we would speak to the lawyer but that will all happen tomorrow instead. The main thing to do is to show up. Last night’s (and this morning’s) fever dreams were crazy and repetitive. Last night was really the last straw for me in light of senior fuckface. First of all, despite it being Easter, we sat outside and that stirred up the evil. He drove by glaring at us. He banged things all around such that even the chickens were audibly upset. 

I am now in my seventh year of writing this Blague. Year six, I went through the first five years, and excerpted from five Blagues per day, as a way of taking inventory of what came before. If there are any blocks of text following this paragraph that would be from the corresponding day last, the sixth, year.


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. 

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2021 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2021 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

Vixenated

Aries 15° (April 4)

It’s Easter though you’d barely know it. We drove to Dartmouth and back and made some pizza with caramelized onion and goat cheese. It was pretty damn good I must say. Fun foods these past few days. I should really be getting into a rhythm these next few days—it’s sort of my last chance. I will take it. I’m not feeling all that much a part of any community right now I must say. Very much not. In some ways I’ve been in the same place for weeks and I really do need to be careful of that sort of thing. I am very much tonight looking forward to moving through and doing my damnest. I believe it to be all any of us can do. I will keep reading and putting things in play, and playing them forward, while I must begin to superprioritize diet and exorcise as a larger part of my daily ritual. Sometimes I just sit up here in my office watching the hours tick by, not inspired to do the work and hand but needing to make myself available just in case something pops out.

A literary character whose storyline expresses Aries spiritual bent and journeying is Larry Darrell, the protagonist of Somerset Maughm’s The Razor’s Edge, the title of which draws inspiration from the Upanishad’s, a snippet of which appears in the book’s epigraph: The sharp edge of a razor is difficult to pass over; thus the wise say the path to salvation is hard. To view life as an experience that will cut you doesn’t take a leap of Aries’s understanding. Wounded and traumatized by war and death of a brother soldier, Darrell (from the Norman-French d’Airelle—there was once such a place in France, while airelle means huckleberry, which may be a nod from Maughm to Mark Twain), returns home to his native, American midwestern town, friends and fiancé, Isabel, only to find the gross materialism of that society insupportable; so he hightails it back to Europe and ultimately sets off on a spiritual quest that includes time in a Benedictine monastery before ending up in India, becoming immersed in the Hindu philosophy of Advaita Vedanta (meaning non-duality—that Adam mindset!) ultimately achieving enlightenment escaping the cycle of birth and death. As you do. The point being Aries would readily do likewise if he could. Meanwhile, we get a glimpse into the Aries soul in that he is, on the whole, that non-materialist, wounded warrior who finds the conspicuous consumption of convention anathema to his being. He yearns for meaning and to escape society’s hamster wheels if not the giant karmic one of reincarnation. As a son of Mars, life for Aries is a war, this metaphor for existence making up the whole of the Bhagavad Gita; like Darrell and Tony Stark, there comes a time where Aries feels himself wounded, afflicted by the horrors of this war of life, but perhaps also having to confront his own animal nature in the fight for survival, kill or be killed. As a footnote: Isabel, whom he urges to join him, cannot give up all the pricey stuff of life and thus marries a shallow millionaire; Darrell marries their childhood friend Sophie, who has become an alcoholic and opium addict after the death of her first husband and child from a car accident. Archetypally, Sophie (meaning: wisdom) is just the kind of damsel in distress that the Aries knight seeks to rescue—Isabel in effect kills Sophie by bringing her Zubrówka, a flavored vodka, most notably, with a blade of bison grass in every bottle, to which the fragilely sober Sophie succumbs. She doesn’t make it over that particular edge—or perhaps she does, depending on your view of salvation. 

I am now in my seventh year of writing this Blague. Year six, I went through the first five years, and excerpted from five Blagues per day, as a way of taking inventory of what came before. If there are any blocks of text following this paragraph that would be from the corresponding day last, the sixth, year.


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. 

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2021 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved. Get your HAUTE ASTROLOGY 2021 Weekly Horoscope ebooks by Starsky + Cox.

The Big Slog

Aries 14° (April 3)

I feel the need to write poetry again. I am now in my seventh year of writing this Blague. Year six, I went through the first five years, and excerpted from five Blagues per day, as a way of taking inventory of what came before. If there are any blocks of text following this paragraph that would be from the corresponding day last, the sixth, year. Today is going to be very productive and we are simply going to defrost some samosas. I am going to try and watch Archer. Last night we watched Slings and Arrows which was pretty good. I actually want to see more. I will try Archer again. I didn’t quite get why it is I should feel jealous of an animated man. But I guess I do. However I love Jessica Walter so much I have to give it a go. Let’s see so I will read through both Aries chapters and at least get the man into shape before the day ends. It will be something of an early night as we have to be in Dartmouth in the morning. Tomorrow I will focus on working through Aries woman and that’s all I’ll get to I imagine. Discovering some things that should come in very handy moving forward. Like a sort of exercise segment. Aries man is going to prove, like Virgo woman, to be a model moving forward. I’m going to let the text be pulled out of me by the need to hand off pages in the process. I figure I can keep this up for two months and, as we are in the daylight time of the year, there will still be enough time to walk and do other exercise; and I’m going to make salads and things that require very little attention, a quick cooked protein on the side. 

The biblical Aries archetype of Adam lives in a pre-fall state of purest being, devoid of the consciousness of duality, a self-determining figure for whom second-guessing isn’t a thing. He points to any object and names it, life being led on his own terms at the same time that he is living it on its own. In this metaphorical landscape, there is neither conflict within oneself, nor separate levels of existence, heaven and earth being one and the same. We can all ask ourselves, but especially you, Aries, how are things any different now? No matter what predicate you add to the sentence beginning Life is…whether it be weird or wonderfuleasy or hardjoyous or painful, it still begs the question: compared to what? And this is the point: None of us know if there is any other experience awaiting us, whether some fluffy clouded heaven or some Nirvanic state of enlightenment, and yet we have all been conditioned to belittle life on some level, whether blatantly or barely, labeling it some kind of mere existence. It makes no real sense nor should it, especially to the Aries realist, which is why we find more self-realized natives of this sign gravitating toward spiritual philosophies and practices that espouse the doing of good for good sake, without any promise of pay-offs in the form of some hereafter. Not to say that Aries discounts heavenly notions all together, but he tends not to bank on them, a spiritual attitude that can take him a long way.

            While it’s likely true that Aries people strike the rest of us as being what is widely considered selfish, we can say in the same breath that we have also found them to be, often simultaneously the most selfless and Zen folks in the zodiac. And the former observation typically gives way to the latter, as, if you do catch even a glimpse of your own me-mania, Aries, you will consciously compensate as best you can.  Eastern philosophies and religions tend to appeal most to Aries people, and we chalk this up, rather unironically, to the emphasis on the Self in these traditions. The same is true for martial arts, named for the sign’s ruling god and planet. Aries man’s same signature in-your-face energy, which is in no small way hormonally fueled as a rule, is something he can successfully harnessed and channel into actions dedicated to the benefit of both his internal well-being and that of the collective, be it small or at-large. He must include all facets of energy in so doing, sexual energy being one and the same with his Chi, a word that simply means aliveness, our animating force, something Aries has an inherent sense he shouldn’t squander, neither should he hoard. As an exercise, Aries, embrace for a moment the primal male archetype of your sign, that masculine principle of Mars, working backward to his roots as the male fertility deity, that free-wheeling herder and wild hunter steeped in the bestial experience, the “horned one” the antlered anthropomorphic god, the intersection of the animal and the divine (hello, humanity). Feel yourself fortunate to draw upon so raw and unadulterated a cosmic energy, surging through your bloodstream and in your loins, circulating ever outward to your extremities and beyond, so to create a glowing aura around your entire person, rising to the crown of your head, upwards and outwards, visualizing this energy taking the form of ram’s horns or a stag’s antlers. You might take a few moments each day to stand, feet firmly planted, and perform a physical visualization exercise along these very lines. In Jungian analysis, the horned god is associated with a lack of, and compensating for such insufficiency in, fathering, something to which the Aries son can too often attest. Whether pitted against his own father by his mother or otherwise ignored and avoided by his dad, this is a pattern which Aries man is hard pressed not to repeat with his own male offspring, over whom he tends to maintain dominance, treating him like an accessory if not a personal assistant.

I am now in my seventh year of writing this Blague. Year six, I went through the first five years, and excerpted from five Blagues per day, as a way of taking inventory of what came before. If there are any blocks of text following this paragraph that would be from the corresponding day last, the sixth, year.


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. 

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