A Personal Encounter with the Demonic

April 22, 2025

Several days ago, I was out on my morning walk with puppy Scampi when I came across an old friend, about my age, whom I shall call here, Sarah. Sarah was on her bicycle, riding around the compound where she lives, round and round, what she does every morning. I waved. She waved back.

Later that day, we both happened to be in Aldi, at the place where five people can check out electronically all at once. Seeing her there, and when our eyes met, I greeted her, “Hello Sarah! How are you doing?”

“I’m doing fine . . . Actually I’m NOT; just so upset about what’s happening to this country.” Said with great emphasis.

“Well, I’m still a Trumper,” I replied, loud enough for those around us to hear (dangerous, in this academic town).

“I know.” She replied. “And that’s why I don’t come to your Community Dinners.” (She used to come, years ago.)

Before she could get going on the rant that I could feel was coming, I told her “Actually, I’m both.”

While I realize that without shrinking the bloat in the federal government the entire country will soon go broke, I also very much appreciate how some of DOGE’s efforts are resulting in many thousands of people having great difficulties. As an example, I told her about noticing clearly immigrant little kids dressed up for school with backpacks, waiting at the bus stop with shy parents who don’t speak English, knowing that they all live in the “project” behind. “Who knows,” I thought at the time, as I passed them on the sidewalk, “what would happen to them if money to to fund that project gets axed. Or if their parents get deported.”

At this, my felt appreciation of both sides of the current political polarity, she looked puzzled, taken aback. But then when I mentioned Elon Musk, she turned suddenly rabid. “Oh, he’s just an African nazi,” she shouted, red-faced, as if the devil himself had suddenly climbed inside her and was spewing fire.

At this, I just put up my hands, shook my head in wonder, turned and walked away.

How I wish I had stayed, to tell her how we here in Green Acres Permaculture Village work with the inevitable political differences that arise between us. It’s been a necessity that we learn to do this, ever since what I still call the covid con— and what nearly everybody else around here still sees as a real epidemic, requiring masks, distancing, etc. etc, — cleaved us in two.  In fact, during that strange time, the fear virus coursing through culture was so very virulent, that we stopped Community Dinners entirely for about a year.

Here’s how we do it: we just “stay with what we have in common.” And inevitably, what we have in common is much greater than what divides us. What divides us is merely ideas, those usually instilled into our brains on screens by outside sources, rather than gained through real lived experience, on the ground, where we live and breathe and relate to one another as equal, sovereign souls.

I’m reminded of Mattias Desmet, who introduced the idea of “mass formation” to us back during the covid con. Remember this? from 2022:

The Psychology of Totalitarianism

This man is showing us, with his language, how to bridge the gap between opposites; to live in the spacious presence between them, rather than condemning either pole as “the other.”

I subscribe to his substack. Here’s his subtly argued, both/and post from 4/19/25.

The Snitch Line of the Minister of Health

 

As a kid who grew up in the 40s and 50s, I can’t help but feel nostalgic now, and I wonder about Sarah, who also grew up then. How she must be suffering, to have succumbed to the cultural MK Ultra GOVERN-MENT (govern the mind) social divide, to having “picked a side,” and is now battling it out. I know full well, that as she pedaled back to her lonely apartment, while the ego part of her was still hot, underneath she did not feel good about either herself or the world. Hate does not heal.

Daily, hourly, minute by minute, I pray that I shall be one of those who help heal the divisions most people alive today are so immersed in that they do not realize it is possible to both dive below them to what we have in common, and to allow ourselves to rise above them, above all the quarreling, to look down with compassion upon sufffering humanity.

How did we allow ourselves to get to this point?

How did we allow ourselves to succumb to the (required, designed) madness that pits us against one another while the totalitarian state gradually, seemingly inevitably, clamps down?

Let’s stop.

Center, re-group.

Love ourselves.

Love one another.

Love unceasingly.

BTW: just as I turned from Sarah, one man turned from elecronically making his own purchases. He looked at me, knowing, appreciating.

It’s time we speak Truth, unceasingly . . .

. . . with Love.

 

 

 

 

ASTROLOGY OF DEATH OF POPE FRANCIS

April 21, 2025

Here’s the chart for 7:35 AM, 4/21/25, Rome Italy.

 

I tend to see this chart that times the death of Pope Francis as symbolic of the death of all sorts of people, and the toppling and evisceration of all sorts of institutional forms and processes that have held the entire world in bondage for a long time.

First of all, note that eruptive Uranus, at 25° Taurus, was within two degrees of the 23° Taurus ascendant (which moves one degree every four minutes). Though he had long been ill, I sense his death when it came, was out of the blue, unexpected.

Also, note that loving Venus is about to conjunct strict Saturn in Pisces. No fun, folks! More on this in Laura Bruno’s post below.

 

Okay,  those important indications out of the way, I want to concentrate on the major aspect pattern in this chart, a steady, stubbornly powerful fixed cross that includes both the lights (Sun and Moon), warlike Mars, plus disobedient Lilith, all close aspect to primal, death/rebirth Pluto.

I begin with Pluto.

Given that Pluto has now entered Aquarius for the first time in 248 years (going back and forth, starting in late March 2023, and exiting traditional, hierarchical Capricorn for Aquarius for the final time November 19, 2024), and will remain there until 2043, we have now entered an entirely new epoch in human history. Profound Pluto in Aquarius as the new anchor for the zeitgeist, encouraging individual expression, innovation, and horizontal cooperative action; the toppling of all sorts of Capricorn hierarchies.

Now notice what this new Plutonian anchor, now at 3° Aquarius, was connected to early morning today in Rome: an exact conjunction with the swiftly transiting 3° Aquarian Moon!

Notice also, that the transiting Sun, moving one degree per day, now sits at 1° of earthy Taurus, where it exactly squares warlike Mars at 1° of kingly Leo, and both are in near-exact T-cross with deeply transformational, primal Pluto/Moon.

Oh, and one more, notice that this near-exact Pluto/Moon/Sun/Mars T-cross points directly across the chart to Lilith, at 2° Scorpio! Lilith, the “bad” girl, wild, disobedient female energy.

It may well be that the chart for the pope’s death symbolizes, indeed ignites — a heads-will-roll period in human history, when powerful figures that sit atop hierarchies will be deposed, drop like flies, one after another after another. 

For more context:

Death of Pope Francis

Oh, and BTW: note that both Neptune at 0° Mercury at 4° of Aries are also closely aspecting the main pattern above, by harmonious sextile and trine. In other words: the actual direction (time-line) of the powerful energies ignited today by the grand cross in fixed signs will depend on our collective dreaming (Neptune) and articulation (Mercury) of a brand new, fearless (Aries) future in a world of abundance as we learn how to cooperate as equals (Aquarius) and let go of competition, conflict, in a world of scarcity.