While Virgo is often considered to be the one sign that’s driven by an almost insane desire for perfection and purity, a fair number of artists that fall under the spell of it’s arc, from August 23rd to September 22nd, can rarely be called puritanical by any stretch. A quick check list sees Charlie Parker, the archetypal be bop mainliner, shooting junk while deconstructing the song book of his day to blistering triple times. Then there’s Gene Simmons. While Simmons has eschewed alcohol and drugs, the former Chaim Witz, has feasted on the flesh and venerates mammon. Can’t leave out Amy Winehouse, whose appetite for self-destruction is only matched by her detail perfect, post-modern-chanteuse, smokey jazz diva act. The inherent paradox and irony in these Virgoan musicians is plainly and painfully obvious as they are driven, almost obsessively by some form of perfection and and quest for purity. . . well almost. Simmons might seem like a lecherous, old rock god still on the prowl for your little sister, but he is as exacting and systematic in his approach for financial dominance and leverage in all of his deals as any good Virgo obsessed with control would be.
Then there’s Michael–poor Michael.
Driven by some horror from his dark and wounded past, Michale Jackson sought perfection in form, reshaping the face he couldn’t bear to look at in the mirror, a face doctors disfigured to the point of deformity. But while all of these Virgo musicians have a fatal flaw that seeps into the crevices of their psyche, we are not here to judge, nor mourn their humanity–no, we are here to specifically look at one Virgo that seems to have made peace with the infernal, internal and eternal critic that drives Virgos to the edge of obsession and even mania–we’re talking about Richard Melville Hall aka “Moby,” born September 11th, 1965. Read the rest of this entry »
It’s Friday and it’s the Full Moon in Pisces. With the Moon down in the belly of my chart, opposing Saturn and The Sun arcing across my mid-heaven, it feels like I’m moving through warm polenta. The Bay Area is always far less crowded this weekend as thousands flee to Black Rock for a glorious burn. The streets are far less crowded, however, this year they decided to close The Bay Bridge, which almost totally negates any benefit from less bodies moving through space on the roadways. Hence the polenta. Street traffic is sluggish in places, the daily migratory routes have changed and the locals are confused when their routine is altered and disturbed. Instead of having a full, blown out horoscope for each sign, I’ve decided you all need less, as in less as more, so here is your full moon scope as Haiku:
“The infant boy struggles against his father’s hands, fighting the narcissistic father’s desire to bind or murder him; and he struggles against the swaddling bands, fighting the narcissistic mother’s desire to change him into what she wants. When the boy fails to get free…he learns to sulk… he becomes passive to his own hurts….” Robert Bly
So it’s been a while since I posted (a week is a long time for me). I’ve been dealing with filtering lots of info and trying to get a sense with what’s appropriate for the site and of course there’s plenty to talk about regarding the passing of Michael Jackson (Virgo) and I wanted to give the subject and Michael’s passing a few days before commenting on him and what might be the meta-meaning, especially as it relates to astrology. I think enough time has passed to look at Jackson’s passing from many angles. So let’s shoot the rapids down the rabbit hole and see where we go.
On an archetypal level. one could easily predict that Michael was not long for this world. Whether it was a health or wealth issue, Jackson was living on borrowed time.
One of the most meaningful books I read in my early twenties was written by one of Carl Jung’s proteges, Marie Louise Von Franz. Von Franz started off as an assistant for Jung and eventually became a Jungian therapist and an important one in her own right. The book she wrote was “Puer Ateernus” which loosely translates into, “Eternal Youth.” In “Puer Aterenus” Von Franz uses two examples of prolonged adolescence in literature, the main and most important one being “The Little Prince” by Antoine De Saint Exupery. In it, she weaves the story of “The Little Prince” with that of Exupery’s own life and case studies of men who, in essence, refuse to grow up. Exupery was a pilot and spent a lot of time flying (not grounded) away from his wife and her mother, whom Exupery considered oppressive and meddling. In this flight from terrestrial responsibility, Von Franz saw a man who was not willing to confront the challenge of channeling his masculinity and dealing with the rigors of responsibility. She makes allusion after allusion that “The Little Prince” is in actuality Exupery himself and that their fates were intertwined.
Von Franz rejected the idea that Exupery was an artist, she claimed that he was not someone committed to the psychic rigors of being a dedicated and successful artist. She felt that Exupery at best was an auteur and at worst a dilletante, who simply played at being an artist, much in the same way a child would.
In many regards, this completely fits Michael Jackson’s profile, everything from “Moonwalking” (not on Earth) to Capt. Eo, to Neverland (Peter Pan) he occupied the same flighty atmospheres as Exupery and his Little Prince. Michael was a puer incarnate. He avoided real intimacy much like Exupery, even though he had children (well sort of). While I don’t want to disrespect the life of Michael, I’m not sure that he was a great artist. He didn’t play anything, didn’t really write much of his own material and was not heralded as a producer (that honor would go to Quincy Jones, Jackson’s opposite, with Sun in Pisces). He was a performer, like the man whom he is most often compared to, Elvis Presley (Capricorn). He was one of the best, but he was not an artist along the same lines as say Prince (more on him later). In essence, Jackson fit the profile of the puer to a tee and his inability to ground himself in relationships and intimacy would doom him to the gravitational pull of the spirit realm, flight out of the body, escaping from the chains of this mortal coil.
1966 was a big year for maverick film director, James Toback. The son of wealthy Wall Street investor-father, and a mother who was the head of “The Women’s League Of Voters,” he graduated Magna Cum Laude from Harvard, where he would quickly pick up his first writing assignment, doing a piece for Esquire on Cleveland Browns running back and fellow iconoclast, Jim Brown. He would later team with Brown and help pen Brown’s autobiography. With a 0 degree Sag Sun, Toback would always be drawn to sports as a love and future subject matter. Aquarian, Jim Brown was a perfect point of departure to launch a career for Toback that would eventually take him into cinema as a writer/producer/director with a reputation as an outsider, a risk taker, here’s that term again, “maverick” tackling unique subject matter and themes in documentaries like the big, sprawling, all star confessional, “The Big Bang” which featured people from all walks of life ruminating on life, sex, death, fame, failure, love and fear. It featured the likes of jazz pianist, Cecil Taylor, boxer Jose Torres, the late film producer, Don Simpson and flamboyant hoopster, Daryl Dawkins.
He also directed the extremely ambitious, “Mindwalk” with Sam Waterston, John Heard and Liv Ullman, who portrayed a politician, poet and scientist in that order. The three of them spend the majority of the film riffing on theories inspired by the physicist, Fritjoff Capra, with the luscious backdrop of Mont. Saint Michel as the silent partner in their often fascinating trialog.
James Toback also wrote and directed on of my favorite films of all time; “Fingers” starring a young, Harvey Keitel as a psychotic, classical pianist, who was also a the son of a loan shark. One of his father’s debtors, a well connected mob figure owed his dad some money and Keitel’s character was pressed into service to collect for his dad. The stark contrast between the painful sensitivity and brutish violence that Keitel’s character could channel would also be on display in another figure that would loom large and become an important figure in Toback’s own life. Unbeknownst to Toback, way back in 1966, was the year that Mike Tyson came into this world. “Iron Mike” is the star of his new, riveting, documentary on the life and times of Mike Tyson, simply titled “Tyson.”
Toback has known Mike Tyson since Tyson was just 19 and getting ready to take the boxing world by storm. The astrological connections are most certainly there and while I could get granular, it’s Toback’s Saturn in Cancer at 9 degrees which rests almost directly upon Tyson’s Cancer Sun at 8 degrees that is most telling in the context of the film. A long time experiencer of psycho-analysis, Toback plays the role of the psychic priest in Tyson’s life and the film manifests in a type of reckoning for Tyson. The saturnian/sun connection highlight’s Toback’s ability to evoke a sympathetically karmic reset, while allowing Tyson to confess the most private thoughts in his mind, which he does without much effort on Toback’s part. At the end of the film, after we witness Tyson being as brutally honest with himself as he was with his opponents in the ring, he comes away as a much more sympathetic character, who is painfully self-aware of all of his misdeeds, errors and contradictions of self. In this regard, the film is an agent of redemption and Tyson’s destiny has likely been forever altered by Toback’s unconditional observance and capture.
I recently caught up with James Toback in SF and we sat down to talk about his life as a director, Tyson, the man and the movie. The following is a pod cast of our conversation, followed by a trailer for “Tyson.”
While I was planning on going in a linear fashion regarding this series, what’s currently happening with The Swine Flu outbreak reminds me that life is anything but linear–especially now. At some point, I was going to stare down the concept of “the custodial race” as described by William Bramley (Gods Of Eden) and others. David Icke alludes to it as well. I first came upon the concept many years ago in a book by Robert Shapiro (no, not the lawyer), but a channel from Arizona, who penned an interesting tale called, Shinning The Light which in many ways dovetails the Enki/Enlil dynamic, only “Zoosh” the narrative voice in “Shinning” unfolds a tale about Yaweh and Lucifer. half-brotherts.
Yahweh is from Sirius, while Lucifer is half Sirian/Orion and is a shit disturber that’s nudged to travel to an azure jewel across the galaxy, located in the cradle orbit of it’s solar system. Things unfold pretty much as you would think. Lucifer has great ideas, is rebellious and Yahweh plays it pretty close to the vest. But then they get into the creation of the hu-mans business, with Lucifer leading the way, which manifests in rebellion and Lucifer starting his own Earth/Terra colony in the outpost known as “Atlantis,”
In Atlantis, Lucifer becomes a creator god and gifts the atlanteans with crystals, technology, you name it. In Patricia Cori’s work, also channeled, The Sirians go into great detail regarding the manifestation of Tesla’s first incarnation as a galactic mage who opens portals and stargates in Atlantis, which ultimately leads to it’s downfall. For those that are into an arcane and occult telling of tales, it involves crystal skulls as the main technology. But that’s another story.
Atlantis gets trapped in a conflict between the spirit and the will, projecting it’s shadow onto Lemuria and creating a devastating weapon that not only destroys Lemuria, but brings about the ultimate demise of Atlantis.
According to Zoosh, there are small fragments and outposts of atlanteans living in places other than Atlantis, one of which was living in what we would now call South Africa. Frightened at the possibility of being abandoned and alone, they contact the spirit of Lucifer who had longs since past, but was still revered as the bringer of light and life. Lucifer picked up on this signal in the realm of the spirit and then passed it along to the orions, who sent a search party to Earth and decided that they were going to get in on the game. They promised this frightened and dispossessed bunch that they would help them and in fact, make them the overseers of this world, sort of a management team, which Shapiro/Zoosh would thus refer to as “The Custodial Race.” Read the rest of this entry »
Well it was at least more entertaining than the Obama/McCain snorefest. Biden with tranisting Venus in Scorpio just beginning to touch his stellium in Scorpio, seemed in command and well versed in the issues, this is par for the course with him as Scorpios are deep planners and Biden has no doubt had this date circled on his calendar since Palin joined the McCain ticket. The Scorpio Moon didn’t cause him too much unease and in fact allowed him to tap into feelings of grief when he recounted the story of his wife’s death and sons ensuing physical challenges as a result of their tragic car wreck. The transiting Scorpio Moon humanized Biden for a few, key moments.
While Biden was the picture of Scorpionic control, Palin was all over the map, channeling the spirit of Reagan, while adding a new twist of folksie, homespun homilies, invoking the memes of “The Soccer Mom” and “Joe Sixpack.” Much to the consternation of The Left, this is where she is the most effective, connecting with the populace, in ways that Biden, Obama and even McCain fail to do. She’s America’s cheerleader and that spirit was on full display tonight, in all of it’s eccentric, down home strangeness. But then, she would go completely off road when Gwen Ifill would ask her certain questions, like the one on same-sex marriage. It’s clear that this is where the pool drops off into the deep end for Palin and instead of having her own, individual take, she resorts to grabbing ahold of the talking point life vest to keep from going under. Remember, Sarah Palin has zero water in her chart, so her ability to retain information and experiences is not well supported by her chart.
Much like Obama, Palin is about projection, but unlike Obama who does have some water in his chart, her ability to be introspective and reflective is not her strong suit to say the least.
Whether it’s Joe Lieberman, Karl Rove or Cthulu who is crafting her script and sculpting her talking points, they need to be very aware of the fact that Sarah Palin is a loose cannon and while she did not embarass herself tonight, she flashed glimmers of dancing right off the edge.
I also noticed a genuine affection from Biden to Palin, as this is in alignment with his deeply Scorpionic energy.The big winner? Israel. Both candidates heartily agreed on their undying support for Israel as Biden pledged loyalty and fealty and Palin seemed ready to throw on some buckskin and boots to personally hunt down Ahmenijad herself.Tonight, the serpent and the eagle nested together in relative peace, while debating the merits of each ones vantage point, no matter how conditioned, ingrained or entrained.
Taking a well deserved break from the intense political and economic drama being played out before our very, eyes, we step back and give thanks as The Sun moves into zero degrees Libra, which symbolizes the arrival of The Fall Equinox and the shift from Summer to Autumn. This is the time of perfect balance and inner peace. It’s critical that on this day that you assess your life, your resources, your investements, your projects, your relations, your relationship to yourself. It’s not quite a day of out time, but it’s as close as it gets in the western sense of astrological data mining.
Why is it critical? Because we are staring down chaos in a way that supersedes any other period in recent memory. While The Fed has come to the faux aid and rescue of a financial calamity they helped to create, the solution to the hemmorhaging of The US economy and it’s long term impact are still a vast unknown and even our representatives in congress would not reveal what was said to them and the steps needed to make the change.
One of the things that we try to do here is view reality, through astrology from the meta level. Quietly, a symbol of The US dominance and role as global leader in the 20th century passed away yesterday. It’s not a person, and yet it has a symbolic character that is mytho-poetically rich and profound in meaning. Yesterday was the last day of the beloved, Yankee Stadium, “The House That Ruth Built.” If there was ever a fitting end to the final days of Pluto in Sag, it’s the passing of this venerable shrine to The US. It was here that Babe Ruth became a Bunyan-esque figure, larger than life itself, reflecting America’s rise in the consciousness of the world. It was Yankee stadium, where Lou “The Ironman” Gehrig said farewell before his body became choked by ALS, a disease now named after him, where in his farewell speech, Gehrig heroically announed to the world that, “He’s the luckiest man alive.” It was Yankee Stadium where Joe DiMaggio (Sag) roamed the outfield and courted Marilyn Monroe (Gemini), refelcting the rise in Hollywood celebrity, paving the way for the likes of Madonna and Brittney. It was Yankee Stadium, where the new Ruth, Mickey Mantle carved out his own legendary niche, both on and off the field and it’s where George Steinbrenner took his team and the sport into the marketing and financial stratosphere of the late-twentieth-century, shadowing the social and economic dominance of The US in The Reagan and post-Reagan eras. Ironically, one of the few times that The Yankees lost their way was was in the mid-sixties, when The United States moved away from the patriotic, homogeneity that had preceded the social turbulence of The Sixties. It’s even rumored that Jimmy Hoffa, who represents the death of the unions is taking a concrete nap in Yankee Stadium.
On this day of the culmination of harvest, the life cycle of Yankee Stadium organically follows the cycle of planting and harvest as the first pitch was thrown on April 18th, 1913 and the last on the 21st of September, 2008. Ironically, Pluto was in Gemini at 28 degrees the day that the first ptich was thrown and eighty-five-years later, the day the last pitch was caught, Pluto was in an exact opposition at 28 degrees Sagittarius.
There will be a new Yankee Stadium, right across from the original, but it will have it’s first game under Pluto in Capricorn and come to mean something wholly different than the symbolic stadium of America’s rise in the 20th Century.
Tomorrow, we’ll get political again and look at how the upcoming Mercury Retrograde will impact the debates, financial markets, the election and certain key state initiatives.
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FREE ASSOCIATION RADIO
Here are some past episodes from my various programs on Free Association Radio. These are interviews with some of the leading edge thinkers on the planet, from the realms of quantum healing, ancient mysteries, exo-politics, astrology and consciousness.
David Ian Cowan (Navigating The Collapse Of Time) and Sarah Nash (The Cosmic Hooker): Quantum Healing.