December 28, 2012
I was rather hoping that something stellar would occur when the 8 planets lined up in a straight line with the sun – so-much-so that I asked Friend Sylvia to call me at 2:45am on 12/21 as the planetary line-up was supposed to occur at 11:00am Greenwich time – which is 3:00am CALI time.
Because Giti knew that Sylvia would forget, she set my phone alarm — which woke me promptly at 2:45am — with no electro-magnetic interference as-far-as-I-could-tell. As it was a cold California Morning, I was in no hurry to get out of bed (we keep our heat at 62 degrees at night) – so I lay there hoping for some stellar vibrations that would jolt me out of bed. Nothing happened. I kept saying, “If I sense something – I’m headed outside to watch the solar flare or the magnetic poles reverse and see if clocks started moving backwards or electrical mechanisms fail” – but nothing happened. So I fell-back-to-sleep at 3:15am and readied myself for-the-rest-of-my-life…with-a-great-rest-of-the-morning-sleep.
I thought for sure that having all 8 planets in a straight line would do something huge in our solar system; particularly when my 2013 astrological forecast suggests that Jupiter will be exerting a huge influence on me here on Earth; but then I remembered the harmonic convergence a few years back, and didn’t recall anything significant occurring then, either (other than holding hands with strangers for a very, very, very long time). I’m beginning to believe that this whole astrology thang is quite overblown (except that my YAHOO 2013 Cancer forecast is awesome!).
And to think – if the world had ended, US wouldn’t have to go over the fiscal cliff; and, years of war and wasteful spending would never have to be dealt with. With the-end-of-our-world, the White Man might have had the opportunity to start over on some other planet and do it right – instead of constantly destroying the habitat that nurtures us. Our colored brethren have historically tended to live in harmony with the planet…only the White Man wishes to war with Her. The only other creature that I know (off-the-top-of-my-head) that destroys its own habitat is: the termite.
But how could the White Man survive a reversal of the magnetic poles with Mama Earth potentially shrugging off most of the infectious bacteria on her skin and aura? I think of those space shuttles able to orbit Earth for 2-years-or-more. I think of the international space station. I think of N.O.R.A.D. I think of the moon and Mars being colonized. And, I think of cloning.
Yes. Yes. All science fiction stuff. But I still remember watching Star Trek in the mid-60s and those very cell-phone like comunicators they used. Can transport beams be very far behind, Scotty?
Well Mama Earth, if bits-and-pieces of Zeitgeist can be believed – then we experience life according to zodiacal ages. The Age of Aquarius will apparently be upon us in 2150: He’s the Water Bearer, and I, should be long dead (unless my brain is somehow preserved for future use [but since no one is that interested in picking it right now I doubt that 140 years will do me any favors]).
So I’m not sure what will be dealt you in 2150 – but I can definitely suggest that the end of this age seems to be all about drilling for oil as efficiently as possible. I hope you can hold up to all of the drilling inside You, and the toxins released into Your aura (kinda like the wood shavings those termites leave behind as they scour the wood)…and…and…I still can’t shake the sense that our fascination with Mars is because we trashed her first…