Home. Where is it? What does it mean? These are questions that are reverberating through the space of our times. Last night an old friend stopped by. He was without a place to stay, roaming from job-to-job at this point. Another friend is considering abandoning his apartment for life in his car, parked at night near the sanctified confines of local churches. A recent client has been using her mother’s home as a chrysalis, getting ready to re-hatch her life back into the world. LeBron James left his home and bolted for a new one, raising all kinds of questions about loyalty and commitment in the process (more about LeBron later).
I pondered these questions about home as residents around the gulf are reporting all kinds of sickness, all occurring around their homes. The oil is gushing, unabated now, as BP removed part of the well head today, hastening it’s unimpeded flow into the home waters of the south. People down there might be forced to leave their homes.
The concept of home rose to the surface of my consciousness as I watched a blues band bang out standards in the center of my town, my home, a place that I have called home since last year, as I left on my Hejira, just up the road. It came on the heels of three days in a psych ward, where I witnessed the sad state of human wreckage that called that and other places like it “home.” It took a journey into the orphic depths for me to find the lost parts of my soul, the mad and disenfranchised strands of self, shunned by me as a coping mechanism to get by in this world. They were all there, in male in female form. I gathered them unto me and led them out, back into the light. I brought them home. A year later, almost to the day, my father died, in his home, thus completing my turn around the Sun.
With the Sun in Cancer, New Moon in Cancer, Solar Eclipse, the idea and ideal of “home” is moving to the front and center for many people. It is illuminating what’s important to us and how we can use the home, any home, whether it’s rooted in rebar or attached to ones back, to be the fertile ground for cracking through to new life and sustaining the momentum of growth.
The Sabian symbol for the Solar Eclipse tomorrow is THE UNFOLDMENT OF MULTILEVEL POTENTIALITIES ISSUING FROM AN ORIGINAL GERM. On a day when the Sun is eclipsed, we do not view our shadows and all is brought forth into the clarity of day to witness. Here we see on the New Moon, the symbol of germination, of breaking through and beginning a heliotropic journey towards the light. In essence, grow where you are planted and if there is not enough light and sustenance, cast yourself to the winds of change land somewhere that you can.
Through my readings with people, I have gleaned that we are in the act of finishing up business and getting with the art of living. The time for processing is over. You’ve been here a thousand times already. You know enough. Let the unfoldment of multi-level potential germinate.
When we deal with the concept of breakthrough, we often frame it in dramatic terms, like finding the right work, or the right partner, or manifesting something we have desired and worked towards, but it’s often the case that breakthrough can be as simple and humble as the first fissure in the hard membrane of the seed wall. That tiny fracture cannot be underestimated as a monumental event in the life of the organism that emerges. It’s as critical as the first fall of fruit and the next generation of seed. Without it, there is no life. Our lives are comprised of any number of these moments and the beauty is, is that you have a choice in these moments as they emerge.
It’s how you respond.
Do you give your power away for approval or need?
You will let another snuff out your light for acceptance?
Will you react in the middle of a fire fight between out-of-control egos?
Will you consistently choose wholeness and integration over diffusion and defracation?
Can you respond from a place of third option, a creative alternative to polarity and duality?
It’s these things that manifest in everyday acts that allow us to chip away at the hard husk of separation and risk the reward of journeying towards the light. Breakthrough is just one thought and one breath away. It’s always there. Read the rest of this entry »
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Luciferian. That’s what LeBron’s media blitz has morphed into. The light is blazing, downright illuminating. We’ll be graced by LeBron’s presence tonight on ESPN. He’s managed to grab his own sixty-minute-special to announce which team is going to pay him obscene amounts of money. Cleveland? New York? Miami? That’s really what it boils down to.
I had Andrea Mallis on my show last week and she looked at the bones of his solar chart and she thought LBJ was going to go to New York. I posited Miami. Yesterday, Chris Bosh (Aries, 3/24) chose The Heat.
James, based on his document of birth (12/30/84), not his certificate of birth (sound familiar?), is a Cap with his Moon in Aries. So he would have a distinct connection with Bosh, whom by the way, will greatly benefit from Jupiter’s stay in Aries. Bosh will make BIG bucks and he’ll benefit from the presence of Wade and LBJ.
Dywane Wade (Taurus) will also benefit from being LeBron’s sidekick with a strong Earth connection (Taurus/Cap). Now the question arises, who else would play for the team if they sign the big three and have only enough to sign players to minimum contracts? And, will there even be a team playing beneath toxic clouds of methane and benzene? How convenient that poor shrimpers and fishermen on the Gulf Coast are getting the runaround from BP now that there livelihoods are ruined and we’re being dazzled by the false light of “Show Me The Money” starring LeBron James.
James is a Capricorn (8 degrees) and has Neptune in Capricorn as well. Pluto is resting right between the two of them. Pluto in Cap as we have seen thus far, since it’s arrival is a power trip. As it triggers Neptune (hype/illusion) and Sun (expression) Pluto is adding mega ego watts to “The King’s” blazing star and Neptune is creating a sense of deception and misdirection. The city of Cleveland was annexed on 12/23/18. As a result, it is a Capricorn city, potently expressed at 0 degrees. It’s been a city that has seen its fair share of disappointment in the realm of sports. From Ernest Byner’s fumble, to Jose Mesa’s bad pitch, to Michael Jordan’s shot, to the Browns skulking out at midnight on Art Modell’s moving trucks. The Sun in Capricorn at that degree is all about endurance, getting through. In the end, no matter what city The King ordains, Cleveland will go on. it will endure, long after LeBron has taken his last shot. But based on the chart of Cleveland with it’s Capricornian Sun and James’ own solar goat, I would take Cleveland if I were him. James’ own Mercury in Sag (16 degrees) conjuncts Cleveland’s Mercury in Sag (10 degrees). James and Cleveland both have Uranus in Sag (though not conjunct) but James’ Uranus is conjunct Cleveland’s own Neptune in Sag. Astrologically, Cleveland and LeBron would be better off together than apart.
Miami was incorporated on July 28th, 1896 and has a stellium in Leo, which will play off nicely with some of LeBron’s Sag planets, but at the end of the day is the bread and circus of LeBron’s blinding spectacle enough to divert our gaze from what’s happening in the gulf? Unfortunately, the answer is likely, “yes.”
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What do Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison, Brian Jones, Janis Joplin, Kurt Cobain and D. Boon all have in common? They all died before they were 28. Even the most casual followers of astrology are aware of The Saturn Return, when Saturn cycles back to where it was at the time of birth. This cycle takes roughly 28 years. When it does arrive, it stays for 2.5 years and dispenses life lessons that have not been learned during the early part of the cycle. Saturn makes the weak part of us strong, the strong part of us stronger, but it isn’t always easy.
Saturn serves as the final barrier between youth and maturity. Going through the return hopefully initiates the individual to be fully present and ready to embrace the next cycle of their lives, which theoretically translates into adulthood.
Jimi, Janis, Brian, Jim and Kurt never reached their Saturn Return. They’re known as a group called, “The 27’s.”
Tomorrow night I will have Josh Hunter, one of the co-authors of The 27s: The Greatest Myth of Rock & Roll
on FAR. Along with Eric Segalsgard, he has looked at this phenomenon in depth and the two of them have written a stellar book about the various lives of “The 27’s” and what they were doing leading up to their deaths.
In addition to Josh, I will have Segurgeir Bergsson, live, from Iceland to talk about the volcano, its plume and maybe a little Icesave. Don’t miss it.
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I recently had the chance to see Erykah Badu live, in concert. The show was phenomenal on so many levels. I’ve been to hundreds of concerts and I hadn’t seen such ecstatic devotion directed towards a performer before in quite some time, especially by the same sex. Women and I mean women were falling out of the rafters, testifying at the church of Erykah. Unlike the same sex salvation that was part and parcel of the women’s music scene of the mid 80’s, these women were mostly straight from what I could see, their boyfriends/husbands in semi-mute witness to their riotous testifying, full-bodied-expressions of faith. Badu, even from my perch in the aeries of The Fox Theater seemed larger than life. I can imagine and project her presence being equal to that of Holliday, Garland and Streisand–a galactic diva.
She sailed through scales, past and future catalog, focusing on tracks from New Amerykah Part One (4th World War) the deliciously eclectic and eccentric release from 2008 and her equally beguiling and enigmatic current release, New Amerykah Part Two (Return of the Ankh). In between tracks, she would pass her hand over a Theremin, invoking the sounds of waves emanating from ancient dynasties.
I left floating on a cloud of estrogen looking forward to my fusion with Cleopatra Jones later in the evening.
Badu recently did something hardly anyone else does. She took a risk. A big, fat, artistic risk. She walked through Dealy Plaza, stripping off pieces of her attire in the video for ‘Window Seat” from New Amerykah Part Two (Return of the Ankh). This is the type of thing that people like Marlon Brando and John Lennon used to do. It’s ballsy. It’s star stuff. And now she might get arrested by The Dallas Police for disorderly conduct.
In the video, Badu is making statement about artistic and personal integrity, blurring the lines of personal and collective history. Some might think it’s sensationalizing and denigrating the assassination of JFK, exploiting a national tragedy, but I would differ. I think what she is doing is re-opening one of the most crucial collective wounds in our social memory.
After the death of JFK, America went through a psychic fracturing as everything splits, from generations, races and sexes to classes, etc. While The 60’s represented the greatest counter cultural movement of our time, it happened at the expense of traditions, mores and values that might not have been totally tainted by the bathwater. By stripping herself bare, she brings attention to that raw and naked moment, where our innocence was assassinated and the insertion of new programing takes place in the void of a shared post-traumatic-memory.
Badu is driven by two main forces in her chart–a strong stellium of Mercury, Sun and Moon in Pisces and another equally powerful stellium of Neptune, Jupiter and Mars, all in Sag. Here we see someone that is in service to mysticism, art, spirituality, beauty, hope and truth. Balancing these two aspects/energies of Pisces/Sag is not easy as the stelliums square off against one another. Her latest video is a vivid example of her attempting to bridge these worlds. Manifesting truth though art seems to be where she’s at now. Transiting Jupiter is winging it’s way towards her natal Moon, which means that the ancient mysteries of woman, the temple of feminine mystery will open it’s gates to Badu in a deeply expressive and expansive fashion. In essence, it will give her a window seat to her soul. Look for yet another stunning video on the horizon that will capture this energy in all of her semi-contradictory and stunning glory.
I’ll be working on scopes for April tonight and tomorrow. Easter Sunday scopes special ready to hatch.
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Five planets in Pisces, four of which conjunct throughout the day. “The Ides Of March” should be more like “The Tides Of March” with all of this watery influence. Peak spiritual experience is in order for the day. Compassion fills our cups–the holy grail of our day-to-day emotional redemption. Find one person or event in your life that has been difficult to forgive. Address that grievance inside yourself in any way that you can and simply let it go, let it return to the source of all life. There is profound spiritual energy available at this time and the veil between us and the cosmic pulse of life is very thin. Here’s some quick scopes for each signs and strategies to forgive and let go. Happy birthday Mom.
Aries
Prepare your bedroom like a shrine tonight. Add lots of flowers in many small vases or vessels. Bring as much water into your space as possible. You are building the proscenium for your temple of dreams. Set your intention to forgive and be forgiven. Let God do the rest.
Taurus
Get out, mingle in the void of the moon. Mix and open to the magic of reflection. You will have numerous opportunities to experience your feelings amidst reflections of personae from the past. Bless each one with the benediction of kindness no matter how forbidding they once appeared to be. There are no shadows tonight.
Gemini
Want to hit the re-set dial on your career? There is no time like the present. Anything you do today in order to take some course of action to get closer to the ideal expression of your innate, evolutionary pattern, the more you will bring that into being. Make a collage of your gifts and talents, support someone else’s creative dream by donating time or money and let your higher self take of the rest.
Cancer
The imagery of “The Upper Room” should be first and foremost in your heart and mind today. Contact with the numinous awaits you if you can prepare the right conditions for it to occur. Meditation, silence, deep retreat into the natural world all set the stage for “higher” wisdom to pour into your life.
Leo
Sex and spirit were cleaved in two by the early church “fathers.” Mary was left out of the trinity, usurped by the holy ghost, a phantasmic apparition for pagan consumption. She needs to assume her rightful place in the triune of spirit. Mary and Mary got left on shore because of the power inherent in woman. Psychologically, the thought of endless waves of orgasmic ecstasy and divine birth were just too much to handle. With Mars gone direct, it’s time for you to rediscover the whole and holiness of the divine feminine as it relates to deep, sexual intimacy.
Virgo
While Leo is plunging into the archetypal depths of sacred sexuality, you are courting your soul mate. Like all signs today and tomorrow, it’s not necessarily what you do, but how you do it. Don’t take anything personally (a life lesson for you) and let the tides of connection move you magically, magnificently and majestically to your divine reflection.
Libra
Dharma and purpose are first and foremost for you over the next 24 hours. You need a spiritual renewal in your sense of purpose. You do this by discovering different depths and layers of your current occupation or if you are in transition like so many Americans at this point, allow your secret gifts to rise to the surface. Indulge in the perfect scenario for your most potent expression talent. Forgive yourself immediately if you don’t feel like you are doing your life’s work. Today, let life’s work do you.
Scorpio
You and Leo should hook up. Seriously. The same energy is running through both of your signs but moving in slightly different paths. For you, it’s about allowing your fantasies to rise to the surface in all of their gothic and romantic excess. Get in touch with the deep and poetic wellspring that you can be renewed through love and any past hurt that made you feel like Edward Scissorhands can be exorcised simply by opening your heart.
Sagittarius
If Aries is turning their sleep chamber into a temple of dreams, you should be doing the same with your own house this evening. The possibility of visitation and communion with the other side is highlighted for you. Find and arrange pictures of someone you love that has passed and place them around the house. Find some of their favorite foods, play a few of their favorite songs and invite them to sit for a while, especially if there was any unfinished business.
Capricorn
I spent the weekend with my Capricorn uncle, whom I had not seen in years. He spent the majority of it sobbing over his childhood that was stolen from him. The energy of this Moonday is exquisitely aligned for you to forgive any and everyone that made you grow up much faster than you would have liked to. Your siblings, if you have them hold keys to memories that would unlock the cages of your torment. Seek them out and commune with them.
Aquarius
Give it away. Let it go. I’m talking material stuff. Things. Definition of self as manifested through your accumulated fetishes and power objects. Donate or dump them. Get them out of your space if you want to welcome in something new that is far more reflective of your ever changing nature. If you feel like you have compromised your integrity by your attachment to these things, forgive yourself and welcome in cool new expressions of renewable energy on many levels.
Pisces
You are the poster child for forgiveness today. We look to you as our super-heroine who is no longer able to swim against the tide, but must really surrender and go with the flow. The act of letting the currents of change take you to wherever they need is a blessing that you cannot see at this point. The only thing that will hinder complete and total rebirth is your clinging to anything from your past. Let it all go.
Just for kicks and entertainment purposes only, here is Duran Duran with their semi-fascistic, fetishistic video, “New Moon On Monday.” Enjoy.
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Sunday, in case you missed it, was The Aquarian New Moon. It’s the first new moon of the chinese new year, which means that it’s officially the “Chinese New Year.” Back in 1998, I was part of the great dragon in the San Francisco, China Town, New Year’s Parade. I think I was part of the alimentary canal. It was great fun. The dragon is organized by one of the Kung Fu schools in Chinatown and I knew one of the instructors there. We all got together back at the YMCA in Chinatown afterwards and feasted on great Chinese food and ice cold Tsing Taos. It was a great memory and I was really struck by the power of the community which was mostly Asian, and how they embraced non-Asians with equal, open arms. I felt a lot better about humanity after I emerged from the belly of that paper-mache beast.
But that’s not what’s happening with The US and Japan in what is rapidly decaying into the first open conflict of corporate warfare of the 21st Century. To understand what’s taking place, we have to zoom out again to get the 50,000 foot view.
We’re dealing with Pluto in Capricorn. This is the rise of the coporatocracy and I have banged out against it over the space of this blog from it’s inception. Everything that manifests now in third dimensional reality either reflects it’s expansion and influence or defines itself against it.
On the mundane level, we have the thoroughly controlled, supposedly grassroots, Tea Party rising up and shaking it’s collective, weathered and vain popping fist at the establishment. The Tea Party is the echo of the past, a reanimation of this country’s roots, when the so-called American Revolution was set into motion. Remember, Pluto was in Capricorn during those revolutionary times and as such, it was in opposition of The US Cancer Stellium (Sun, Mercury, Venus and Jupiter). So we’re seeing the ghost dance of liberty being awkwardly staged across our lives as paid and played figureheads like Sarah Palin and Joe Farah are quickly escorted into positions of leadership, all there to control and stage manage the rage. Gate keepers. Bad shepherds.
But the American mind-set has been so entrained in Hegellian dialectic (problem/reaction/solution), they are ready pounce, frothing, mouth foaming as the Pavlovian ring of the Tea Party bell is sounded. Tea baggers don’t question who or why certain people are there, steam pressed, wrinkle free and ready to lead them in cheers that ring hollow and yet advance agendas at light speed.
Palin gets in her “gosh,” “gollies,” and “geeze” then tells the crowd that they aren’t going to take the terrorists shit anymore and that we’ll wipe them out at every turn, including Iran. That’s why she’s there. If you are a tea bagger and you happen to stumble upon this site, rid yourself of any notion that Glen Beck, Sarah Plain or Joe Farrah has your backs (they’ll quickly have what’s left of your bucks though). But back to the corporate wars of Pluto In Capricorn. Read the rest of this entry »
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I love Mercury Retrograde’s in a weird way. I usually try to keep a low profile during MR, but occasionally, I push the river as they say, just to test the gravity of the planets backwards sway. I even got married on Mercury Retrograde. I would not recommend this. Recently, I embarked no home computer project with MR. I had a PC laying around (I’m a Mac guy) and I decided to put into service by hooking it up to my plasma TV and record video onto it. Sounded easy enough. I hooked up the slick looking PC, went out and bought a few goodies. First, I bought a USB wireless device so I can get on my network. Worked fine. Great. Then I bought a copy of Madden 08. Yeah, I like playing video football. I also got a logitech game device to play it. The Madden game was deeply flawed and I couldn’t boot it, then the DVD/CD Rom Drive died. Great. That means I had to go out and get a new DVD Drive to install my TV software interface. So off I went to Fry’s and bought all my goodies. I got it all, brought it home, hooked up the new DVD Drive. Fine, worked great, then I hooked up the TV/USB connect, uploaded their software and it failed miserably. Then the system began crashing. That was it. Project junked. I didn’t have the patience to call support, download drivers, etc. I figure that pushing against a MR gives me some idea as to what it might be like to be an Aries, but then I quickly melted into a Cancer and retreated.
I took most of the stuff back, unplugged the PC, sold a surfboard and used the money to buy another Mac, where I am doing it all over again, with a system that I trust and use. MR helped me recalibrate my needs, while selling something off that I wasn’t using to buy something that I would. It doesn’t stop there
In order to complete my Mac to DVR transition, I had to find the right hardware/software to implement it. After lots of research, I found that a company called Elgato that provides an end-to-end solution for TV to Mac. Then I found that the Eyetv (their brand) 200 was considered best of breed, using fire wire instead of USB. I found one on eBay for $19.99. I wrote Elgato about software for this product and it was readily available and the rep said that it was, “the best analog tuner they had developed, before or after.” And, I bought it on eBay, used, recycled aka retrograded. More to come.
Leach Gets Removed
I always love catching up with MR when it comes to sports. For those of you that are uninformed, Mike Leach “was” the head coach at Texas Tech. During Leach’s run, he led Tech out of obscurity to perennial contender in The Big 12. Last year, Mike Leach was named “Coach Of The Year” in that conference. He is widely considered an offensive mastermind, devising wide open, spread formations that score upwards of 30 points per game. Last year, the lower caste from Lubbock, actually beat the mighty Longhorns of Texas. This was a banner moment for the Tech program. But Mike Leach’s genius was also tied to a difficult personality. This happens in college football, as most coaches are little more than the heads of their own banana republics. If they win, they are virtually accountable to no one. Earlier in the month, Kansas fired Mark Mangino for using psychological rhetoric that would make Donald Cameron proud. Mangino was psychically driving his players to the point of humiliation, threatening their return to homes without father’s and neighborhoods littered with crime and and despair if their play did not improve. Kansas paid Mark Mangino $3 million to walk away. Mike Leach should have been so lucky. Read the rest of this entry »
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Things with Tiger are going from bad-to-weird. His mother-in-law was carted out of his place this morning on a stretcher. He still has not shown his face since the infamous tree hug with his Escalade. Elin has now apparently moved out and there are a total of twelve women, all stepping forward, some with rather graphic details about Tiger regarding everything from his manhood to even more salacious aspects like how he likes it rough, hair pulling, spanking etc.
Then there’s the Ambien sex trips that he and Rachel were apparently into. In case you haven’t seen this one yet, they would do Ambien, stay up long enough to get into a “floaty space” where inhibitions evaporated like his soon-to-be corporate sponsors (Gatorade just dumped his “Focus” line of drinks). Oh yeah, there’s a porn star now involved as well, amidst all of the other accusations. Most people say, “Who cares?” “Who gives a shit?” Many of Tiger’s jock sniffing supporters in the media are nervously circling the wagons.
Jason Whitlock is someone that never met a position that was too politically incorrect to stake out. He has been outspoken against thuggery in basketball, especially the travesty the NBA allowed in Las Vegas over the all star game held there a few years back. In essence, Whitlock (who is black) has had no problem calling out his community when it needed some honest candor and yet, he has taken the “cast the first stone” approach when it comes to Woods, even going so far as to call out Rick Reilly (who used to be controversial) for his position on Woods. Whitlock outed Reilly for having a party at his house in Denver some time back, where teenagers were accused of improper sexual behavior, bordering on assault. I guess it’s okay for Whitlock to chide the “criminal elements” of the black experience, while holding Tiger up to a “holy” different standard, but Whitlock is not alone.
On the radio, Dan Patrick has rushed to Tiger’s defense, asking that people butt out and stay out of his business. Tiger is his friend. But what’s really going on here?
On the surface, Tiger’s fall from the top of the sports pyramid (and he’s still in free flight) is almost unprecedented. We’ve seen it before to some degree. Kobe got nailed with the rape charge. Magic tested positive for HIV, Michael Jordan had to sit out a year because he was up to his eyeballs in gambling debt and nefarious company (oh I forgot, he really wanted to play baseball at the height of this career). But Kobe was never corporate America’s spokesman. He didn’t travel in such elite and influential circles as Tiger. Basketball, while delivering riches, does not have the same social clout as golf. Tiger was rubbing elbows with the elite of the elite. His image was one of perfection, starched, creased and squeaky clean.
At his best, he was a robotic mercenary on the golf course, dispatching the worlds best with an icy calm reserved for fighter pilots and micro-surgeons. He was also intoxicatingly bi-racial, a race unto himself, “Cablinasian” as he called it (Caucasian, Black, Indian and Asian). Tiger was setting standards we never knew existed. That’s why his sudden fall is so compelling. But beyond all of that, are there other forces at work?
I suppose that since this is ostensibly an astrological blog, that I delve into the stars. Read the rest of this entry »
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One of the most popular posts I managed to scratch out was a pre-horoscope post on Jay-Z. I had stumbled onto a small stash of Youtube videos that had grown almost exponentially over the past year. The videos were documenting Jay-Z’s involvement with Freemasonry. There were photos of Jay and Nas and Jay and Kanye slippin’ the grip, one of a number of secret handshakes that Masons use to identify themselves. Spearheading the discovery was Alan Watt, a somewhat controversial figure in the realm of illuminati showdowns, occasionally accused as being a gatekeeper (but that’s a different story). Anyway, Watt had hooked up with a guy by the name of “Cul Cre” aka “Culture Creation” Speaking with Watt from Brazil, “Cul Cre” went on a fascinating dissertation on the Illuminist presence in Hip Hop. He cited “The Game,” “Dead Prez,” “Mystikal,” “Lil Wayne,” “Nas,” “Kanye,” “Jay” and even “KRS-1″ and “Mos Def” as being inside the game at a fairly high level. His arguments and evidence were fairly compelling. But out of all of them, it’s the content around Jay and his Masonic influence that’s really jumping up. I get search terms every day with people trying to figure out if Jay is a Mason or an agent of the illuminati or if he sold his soul to the devil. What’s fascinating about al of this is how Beyonce and Rhianna are also being viewed through the same lens.
There’s a filmmaker named Lennon Honor who has done an amazing 21 part video breaking down Rhianna’s “Umbrella” and “Disturbia” videos. Since Jay-Z rhymes at the beginning of “Umbrella” he too comes under Honor’s estimable scrutiny. It’s only a few lines, but they way he deconstructs them is critical to understanding not just what unfolds in the Umbrella video, but as it relates to Rhianna’s life, especially in Jay’s camp. The continued unfolding of the story takes place in the “Run This Town” video with Jay-Z, Kanye and Rhianna, which has also been broken down into it’s serial parts and exo-political meaning.
The buzz around Jay-Z’s illuminist connections are growing and even hitting the likes of XXL, where Byron Crawford just pecked a piece about Jay-Z and his illuminist connections getting Jay into position to eventually buy The Yankees. Even Jay-Z himself is in on it, using the Masonic hype to his advantage, crafting a new mythology as he dances with the dark side. Can we determine by Jay-Z’s chart if he does indeed have the secret society sauce in him? In a lot of celebrity charts, all the info isn’t always available. That’s the case when it comes to Jay-Z ’s chart and then some. We know he’s a Sag and today is his 40th birthday, but we don’t know his birth time and to make matters even fuzzier, I have heard from my friends in the hip hop world that Jay-Z is actually older than his stated age. This presents a problem when looking at his chart and trying to determine if particular angles would lend one to be open to some sort of fraternization with guys in robes.
If we go on the face value of the birth date, Jay-Z would be a Sag with a Libra Moon, Mercury in Sag, Venus in Scorpio, Mars in Aquarius, Jupiter in Libra, Saturn in Taurus, Uranus in Libra, Neptune in Scorpio and Pluto in Virgo. If the date is correct, there’s some interesting threads running through these planets/signs that might reveal what we’re looking for. Read the rest of this entry »
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Stephen Kent is at it again, stretching the boundaries of the dijeridu. Stephen has joined forces with Teed Rockwell (Chapman stick) and Sameer Gupta (tablas and drums) to form Australian Be-Bop Ragas. ABR as they’re known in the acronymic push the boundaries of traditional ragas, free jazz, jam band improv and world fusion. Engineered by the Simonizer” himself, Simon Tassano, (Richard Thompsosn’s right hand sound man), their debut release, Snakes and Ladders is an excursion into groove driven exotica.
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Welcome to the sidebar where we worship at the bosom of women that tickle our archetypes.
LUST IN TRANSLATION
I ran across this woman in all of all places a basketball forum (thank god for the internet) She was a photo and a tag iine to a post for a website called, mexicanlust.com. Intrigued I risked spyware and viruses and held my breath as I crossed the border of curiosity. I was as my son is now fond of saying, "flabbergasted."
This woman is the most ostentatiously, over-the-top, manifestation of a fertility goddess that I have ever seen.
The picture shown above is the most modest on her site, subtitled Aztec Goddess. In one series of pictures, she's dressed as a nun, others, dressed in as little as possible.
Her name is "Maritza" and her bio states that she's a Taurus, May 1, this automatically qualifies her as having mythopoetic status, as a living archetype of Venus of Willendorf, The May Queen and the earthy Empress of the major arcana.
She lists her favorite authors as Paul Verlaine and Charles Bukowski, along with her favorite positions (the arc, the wheelbarrow , the hammock), how many times she orgasms (usually 4-7) and her current occupation (accountant). She lives in Jalisco where she listens to Sade, Everything But The Girl and Toto.
If you want to see a lot more of Maritza, you can go to her website mexicanlust.com.
From The Vaults — Interview With Kool Keith Circa 1998
I did this interview way back in 1998, when I was The Music Editor for MONDO 2000 and a contributer to Getting It, an edgier, West Coast version of The Onion.
Getting ahold of Keith Thornton was no easy feat. Talking with him appeared to be almost nearly as elusive.
Looking back at it I am struck by his honesty and trust, a trust that almost borders on naivete'. He's extremely complicated, really trying to define himself against the grain of his culture, genre and music industry. Kool Keith, Dr. Octagon, Dr. Dooom, Me. Gerbik, all his various personas comprise a strategy; part marketing, part psychological survival tool kit.
I caught up with him on the back end of his tour with DJ Spooky.
GETTINGIT: How was the tour?
KOOL KEITH: Oh, it was cool, yeah.
GI: How was it working with Spooky?
KK: He's an eccentric guy. Takes walks. Every city he would get off the bus and say that, "he wants to feel the city." [Chuckles] Then he comes back three hours later.
GI: Where are you now?
KK: Los Angeles.
GI: Is that where you're living now?
KK: Sometimes. I stay in Miami. I'm in New York for a minute sometimes.
GI: When you were in San Francisco, did you go to the Mitchell Brothers [XXX-theater]?
KK: I didn't go there. But I like it. But I also like the Pelican in Miami.
GI: Were you ever in a porn film?
KK: Nah, that's what people say. A lot of porn stars are my friends. I'm basically a cameraman -- a photographer for models with different looks.
GI: If you could star in a porn film, who would you want to do it with?
KK: Stephanie Swift.
GI: What's special about her?
KK: She looks real pretty, her eyes and stuff. She has a real different type of look. She has an innocent look. I get turned on by girls that aren't actually acting sexy. They are turned out by stuff like that.
GI: Is it the concept of turning them out and getting them freaky that turns you on?
KK: Yeah, like if I met a regular girl who got into something for the first time, something new... it's like if I had an exclusive photo of the girl instead of someone in Hustler that fifty thousand guys get to look at. It destroys the secret. It's not exclusive. I get more girls who are not fully exposed in the industry; they're more a collectible type item. It's like if you had a picture of Britney Spears in lingerie for yourself, versus her stripping in Playboy. It's something like that.
GI: Is that why you have all the different personas -- keeping the identity fresh, exclusive?
KK: Well basically, I enjoy the music industry in a different way. I have to constantly break myself down. One side of me wants to go to the mall as Kool Keith, and then there's another side as Black Elvis that I can show the world and they can take pictures and camera me. I have an image so that I can go to the mall and shop. I'm not obsessed with being recognized. It saves me from a lot of hassle. I want to be known for my art and creation of music.
It's like a Batman and Robin thing. With Alfred and them, they were always upstairs chillin', havin' cups of tea and talkin'. When they went to see the Joker and stuff, they were Batman and Robin. I kinda like that. I don't need the world in my business. I don't need secret cameramen walkin' around takin' pictures of me like "hey there's Keith in his baseball cap eating cake." That's why I wear the Black Elvis wig and glasses. I'm givin' that energy out to the world. It's like Peter Parker, Spider-Man, and Adam West.
GI: Why Black Elvis?
KK: The height of my career. I have to give my own self credit and props. I had to give my own self leverage so people could write me up in issues and columns and books and stuff. I had to fill my own time, blow my own horn. At the end of the day they might not put me in categories. They might not put me in categories and rate me high up as the top or greatest rappers or top MCs. I had to do it myself. Because if I hadn't done it, people would have acted like they couldn't see it. They see me as Black Elvis, cuz I had deserved to be Elvis, not Elvis Presley, but the Elvis of rap.
GI: Have you been to Graceland?
KK: I need to go over to the auction and get some stuff.
GI: If you could get anything of Elvis', what would it be?
KK: The car and the belt.
GI: The Cadillac?
KK: Yeah.
GI: Have you ever been in a movie?
KK: I did one movie, Champions with Ken Shamrock. It was on Showtime. Danny Trejo was in it. It was a movie about kickboxing -- fighting Octagon-style. Remember when it was that type of fighting, when dudes had to die?
GI: Yeah.
KK: So it was a movie like that. It was kinda crazy. You can rent it at Blockbuster.
GI: Nothing other than that?
KK: Nothin' but those Sprite commercials.
GI: What kind of movie would you want to be in?
KK: I would want to play a role other than a typical rap guy. I want to play roles that people wouldn't think I would play. I want to be in action films... do somethin' different. Like a horror film, a lawyer, an ill doctor or somethin' like that.
GI: Did you really get a million dollars from Sprite?
KK: Yeah.
GI: What did you do with all of that money?
KK: I enjoy my life.
GI: On Spooky's Riddim Warfare, you did a track called "Object Unknown." It was about seeing UFOs in Brooklyn. Did you really see one?
KK: [Laughter] I seen different shit walkin' around the Bronx at night. I mean I've seen different things. But I had no witness to cover me.
GI: What did you see?
KK: I seen some flyin' shit. It wasn't no airplane.
GI: What did it look like?
KK: It was round, like some Saturn shit around it. It wasn't no blimp either. It was ill; it was like, "what the fuck was that?" It wasn't a fuckin' airplane.
GI: So when you saw that object in the Bronx, was that your inspiration?
KK: It was some fuckin' crazy shit. It bugged me out. I thought it was some kind of naval testing thing. They have stealth shit. But it wasn't that.
GI: Have you ever met David Bowie?
KK: No. I've seen him a lot. Different places. He goes with Iman right?
GI: Yeah.
KK: He's lucky he came up on Iman. I had a girl like that once in Amsterdam. She was an Ethiopian girl -- little smaller.
GI: What was she like?
KK: She was nice.
GI: Do you like bowlegged women?
KK: It depends. I've been with a lot of different culture type people -- from black girls to white girls. There's a difference in both. Some girls are open-minded, some are very standard. Women have an American standard that's boring sometimes. The corny movie thing, the going out to dinner, that proves to me that you like me. Nobody goes to do something different, like play pinball. Everybody's family-programmed.
GI: What are some of the differences between black women and white women?
KK: From my experience, black girls are more materialistic and wantin' to know what you have -- what you own. And they have big expectations, which makes it hard for a black guy because he has to go to extremes to impress. They're more into the name of what's on the back of your shirt tag. You can't wear nuthin' without inspection,[femme persona] "ooh is that made by Calvin Klein?"
White girls are very open. I notice a lot of [black] guys datin' white chicks. A white girl might help you out because you don't have to go to the far extreme to impress with clothing. You could drive a Ford Pinto. They could care less. It's a total difference. Like with black girls, you could be a college football player and they won't know nuthin' about you. But when you get in the NFL, now they know you.
And then there's geographic differences -- like between California and New York. These girls in New York expect to be with NBA players and they have these bullshit weaves sewn in. In California, you're talkin' to a beautiful model -- you're used to talkin' to beautiful at like the Beverly Center, and then you go to New York and see some ugly girl with high expectations. I was just in Miami. I just left a beautiful place with beautiful fuckin' models and they were talkin' to me, treatin' me nice, givin' me respect and havin' drinks. Then you get to New York and there's some ugly bitch with a messed up weave with some bullshit shoes on, fat stomach, out of shape. And she's actin' like she's the shit. It takes you down. I learned that from music and travelin' around the world.
By me bein' Black Elvis, it's like some algebra problem [black women] can't solve. That is so hard to comprehend -- a black rock star. I'm not a materialistic person. Just because I'm not like Boyz II Men, that doesn't mean that I'm not black. Or I'm not runnin' around murderin' everybody -- they're materialistic. I just think it's ignorant.
GI: Did you ever see [John Sayles'] Brother From Another Planet?
KK: Yeah.
GI: What did you think about it?
KK: It was just some different shit. It was a nice movie. Like maybe blacks didn't support that film either. He didn't do a typical simple-assed movie. It was just low budget. He was just walkin around -- [laughs to himself] kinda like me.