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The archetypal cardinal cross.

Robert Johnson’s life is littered with clues and symbols that historians and occultists get sweaty palms over. He’s the perfect crossfade between historical persona and modern myth. He took at least two, different, factual names over the course of his life (Spencer and Johnson) not too mention the numerous aliases that he assumed when he travelled, staying one step ahead of angry husbands and maybe the devil himself.

Johnson’s second father was curiously named, “Will Willis” but went by the name of Dusty; “Do as thou will/wilt.”

“Little Robert Dusty” would disappear for periods of time from his Lucas, Arkansas home, (Lucas of course being the earthly surname of the bringer of light), and would purportedly spend time in Memphis, “The City of Kings.”

Johnson met and married Virginia (Virgin) Travis in February of 1929, the month of the cast out revolutionary. She shortly died thereafter giving birth. His contemporaries and relatives blamed the death on Johnson and his insistence on playing secular music, but perhaps there was something more going on. If Johnson were a musician in today’s Babylonian network of recording, distribution and live performance, the death of a wife giving birth would immediately be scrutinized as a ritual sacrifice by certain inquiring minds. In life, timing is everything. It’s not long after that, when Johnson travels to the famous crossroads, where he allegedly sold his soul to the devil to play guitar like no one else.

He would also have marriages and relationships with women named, “Estella” which is essentially, “Eastern Star” and a woman with the last name of “Craft.” He would record his very first record on 11/23/36, with Jupiter in Sag conjunct the Galactic Center and wounded Gemini in Chiron at 11 degrees, the astrological and numeric symbol of the Twin Towers, opening the gateway to temporal duality, magnetically captured and sealed for the likes of Page, Clapton, Richard and Hendrix. It provided them with both the musical and darkly spiritual tableau as the rock and roll heirs to Johnson’s blues drenched mythos.

While he was a very good harmonica player, his guitar skills bordered on embarrassing, that was until he returned to Hazlehurst and visited “The Crossroads.” After his alleged meeting with “Ol Nick” himself, Johnson started displaying chops that not only surpassed the rudimentary playing that people were accustomed to, but was so advanced and singular, that he stood out in ways that made people question how he got so damn good, so damn fast.

He would live a life as a wandering minstrel, criss-crossing the dusty roads and paved highways of the south, though he did travel as far as Chicago, New York and even Canada. He would eventually die at the age of 27, before he would reach his Saturn Return.

Why am I talking about Robert Johnson? Because the crossroads, just outside of Hazlehurst is the symbol of our time as the Cardinal Grand Cross approaches. We too are at a crossroads in our collective and spiritual history. Bankers are dropping like birds, planes vanish in a Neptunian fog of conspiratorial conjecture. Russian troops gather at the fringe of eastern Ukraine’s border, while Putin starts talking about Ukraine’s massive gas debt, another Neptunian cipher. Apparently, Putin is hinting at a gold for gas and oil exchange, that would essentially sink the petrodollar (Thanks Robert B).

Out on the edge of Vegas, just beyond the shimmering lights of illusion and loss, the Bundy family is in a standoff with the BLM over the fate of a land tortoise, but in reality, it’s about gas rights, oil and fracking, again Neptune’s amorphic influence. Interesting to note that Bundy is one of the illuminati family names that Fritz Springmeier outs. Is there a connection? Only Neptune knows and it doesn’t divulge it’s secrets in headlines, but sometimes tombstones can be quite telling. Robert Johnson has three tombstones, two of which are in Zion, Mississippi, one of which is a one-ton-cenotaph in the form of a stout obelisk, placed there by the Babylonian music mafia.

Maybe it’s so heavy and leaden that they didn’t want Johnson’s tortured spirit to chase them down and haunt them and their families for the next seven generations

On April 15th, we’re staring down the Blood Moon/Lunar Eclipse, which is the first of four this year, all of which are associated with the Jewish high holy days. The word is out on the street so to speak, that we should expect mayhem, sacrifice and bloodshed. Perhaps we’ve already had a taste. Just two days ago, Alex Hribal, an average kid, from an average family, attending an average high school, in an average part of Pennsylvania, whipped out a knife and went on a stabbing spree, injuring 20 students. That’s a lot of blood.

Hribal was described as a mild-mannered kid, who came from a Brady-Bunch-styled family. With all due respect and even prayers to the Hribal family, It has been noted that in many cases, the darkest and most devilish sorts are in actuality the pillars of the community, church and family.

I am not saying this is the case here, but young Alex, looks positively possessed. Remember, Kubrick’s twisted and dark picaresque in “Clockwork Orange” was also named, “Alex.”

So perhaps the blood does flow in anticipation of the Blood Moon. There was a shooting as well at Fort Hood. “Hood” of course being the operative word here, and today, there were supposedly four shooters at a Memphis high school (there’s that city again) where there was a lockdown. I don’t know about you, but if I were running some security company, I’d use all of these “events” to my advantage and do everything in my power to get more security into schools, shopping malls and stadiums. That’s where the money is. Just ask TSA and DHS, agencies who siphon off taxes and tax revenue for their livelihood. It’s a genius business model, because there are companies that have deals with both groups which provide any number of products and services, for our safety and security of course. So why not expand the model? There’s plenty of room for growth! I am slightly digressing–slightly.

We’re in Aries now, Sun at 22 degrees and Mars is in Libra and Uranus is in Aries and people are feeling it.

The Sabian Symbol for today is THE GATE OPENS TO THE GARDEN OF ALL FULFILLED DESIRES. What would happen if you could channel your angst, fear and apprehension in the other direction? What if we, at this crossroads of the grand cross, with the blood dripping Moon and the looming solar eclipse could consciously use this energy to liberate us from the chains of our shadows and activate the four essential elements of the cardinal magic?

Mars in Libra is a dedication to uphold fairness and justice in our own lives and to actively tend to the needs of relationship. Jupiter in Cancer is the expansive nature of nurturing and care that is like the clear water of the uncontaminated, country well, which gives source to all life. Pluto in Capricorn is the dedication and commitment to master and climb the steep angles of our ascent, wherein we face our greatest fears along the way. Will we fail? Will it all fall apart as the systems based, holographic theater fragments around us? Uranus in Aries is the spark of creation, the dynamo of the will and when aligned with soul, becomes a force for super-novelty and innovation. There’s an upcoming grand water trine as well, descending down, from the heavens, the sweet surrender of compassion and catharsis is also waiting to be manifest. All the elements are here.

We have given voice to our fears and we have rooted out most of those that are damned and disastrous, though we can never be quite that sure, and even if there is an evil plan afoot, this is our time as much as “theirs.” Remember that. If we’re at a crossroads, then take the right path, all the way back home. Really, the choice is and has always been yours.

4 Responses to “The Cardinal Crossroads Is Upon Us–Step Up And Step Through The Gate”
  1. last sunday i woke up with the dream of seeing a birthday cake beautifully decorated — perhaps i was decorating it but not sure — but was told in dream — it’s your birthday. i estimated the ‘time’ of the dream to be 6am — right before i woke up. so using the info i had i cast a chart for my ‘soul’ which i sensed to be the ‘birth’ shown in the dream. very interesting since the chart included the mars, pluto, jupiter and uranus placements you write about above —- it has also been a very ‘cleansing’ time for me with lifelong mental habits and subconscious barriers having to be ‘let go’ in a very urgent manner or live with the ‘pain’ of holding on.

    thank yo for so beautifully articulating the unseen —–

    agnes

  2. You are welcome.

  3. two passages come to my mind:

    “Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
    I took the one less traveled by,
    And that has made all the difference.”

    and

    “Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it.”

    I wonder if the jackals, stymied in Russia, will tread the road to Damascus again ..

    check out this Seymour Hersh expose on the ratlines:

    the red line and the rat line

  4. Thanks Jesse. Good stuff.

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