I was going to write my annual, pre-Super Bowl post, get into the various aspects and signs of significant players and coaches to determine who the winner might be. After last night’s troubling news surrounding Bobbi Brown, Whitney Houston’s daughter, I am less inclined, nor do I really care about the sporting significance of the game itself. Sag Russell Wilson is on the cusp of American mythology. I haven’t seen a player with for all intents and purposes with as much supernatural ability since the likes of Joe Montana. Embedded in his name are some very intriguing elements.
Russ = Red. Red is the color of Mars and Wilson is part Native-American (maternal side) and of course there are shades of “Redskin” in all of it’s political incorrectness. Ell = Light, but it is also Saturn. Russell is the God of War and the God of Time. His last name is Wilson. Wil = Will (again a manifestation of Mars) and son, which is “The Son” aka “The Son of God” and is also “The Sun.”
Ironically, I just watched “Sunday In New York” two nights ago on TCM, starring Jane Fonda, Cliff Robertson, Rod Taylor and Robert Culp. Fonda (Sag) tries to seduce a stranger, Rod Taylor during a brief visit to New York, while spending time with her pilot brother, Robertson. Her boyfriend and soon-to-be fiance, Robert Culp (Leo) enters the fray. His name? Russell Wilson. Oddly enough, Wilson as aforementioned is a Sag, Tome Brady, a Leo.
Wilson has some serious ancestral magic in his corner. Based on that alone, I like the Seahawks in this one. 33-27.
But that is not what this post is about. Early, Saturday morning in ROSWELL, Georgia, Whitney Houston’s only daughter, Bobbi Brown was found unconscious in a tub. She is now in a medically induced in an Atlanta, hospital. Deaths in and around the Super Bowl, aka “Superb Owl” are becoming more and more common place. Last year on the eve of the Super Bowl 48, Phillip Seymour Hoffman was found dead due to a heroin overdose, which initiated us into the the “Year Of The Horse” and all of the Neptunian/Horse symbolism of 2014. Katy Perry (Scorpio) caps it all off with her halftime appearance, which will no doubt feature her illuminist hit, “Dark Horse.” She’ll be joined by Lenny Kravitz (Gemini) in a real time duality ritual of light/dark, male/femaie.
Bobbi Brown is a Pisces. Here again we encounter the Neptune/Trident symbolism and the tub is transformed into a watery coffin (Pisces). It mirrors not only her mother’s death, but also her brush with death in a tub, just after Whitney (Leo) was likely ritually sacrificed before Clive Davis’ lifetime achievement award.
Just days ago, Idina Menzel stated that Whitney is her inspiration for signing this year’s national anthem, since Whitney was the wart siren in 1991, as the US had just invaded Iraq and MLK’s birthday. Menzel is a Gemini (duality) with a Leo Sun.
This is Super Bowl 49, which breaks down to “13” and is the death card in the major arcana.
The symbol of Atlanta, where Bobbi Brown is in a medically induced coma, is “The Phoenix” and of course this Super Bowl is being played in Phoenix, Arizona. Both cities are at the 33rd degrees parallel.
Add into all of this one of the largest displays of stealth, force, security and power ever assembled at any Super Bowl and we have a potential, major event on our hands.
Let me repeat, Bobbi Brown is a Pisces. Her middle name is “Kristina” which is the feminine version of “Christ.”
All of the Piscean/Neptunian symbolism of the past year is symbolic of the death of “The Age of Pisces” which must be sacrificed to usher in “The Age Of Aquarius.” And what is today? 2/1. The first day of February, the official month of Aquarius. If Bobbi passes, that means that the only person left in the Bobby/Bobbi/Whitney story will be Bobby. Guess what sign he is? Aquarius.
I talked about this at length in my episodes detailing the life and death of Jack Parsons, and “The Babylon Working” at Gaiam.Tv last year. I’ll report more back after the game.