Thursday, February 18, 2010

Moon in Scorpio Moon in Detriment

Pagan London is not so hidden and asleep now. The Age of Aquarius is upon us, and this is the time of the passing of the torch from the old to the new.

The Sun is in Aquarius and this abomination occurred: a tree was cut down. Every tree worshiper knows that this in the most horrible blasphemy. And when this happened, a witch and her black cat were disturbed in their winter melancholy. This is a very bad omen for the five lazy public sector workers who woke up a witches black cat from his nine lifetime regular nap just after sunset breakfast. Bad enough a black cat is feeling hate towards these foolish mortals, but they also disturbed a witch.

As an angry Saturn scowls down upon the sacrilege of cutting down a tree during the time that the Sun is in Aquarius, there are also powerful curses finding their way through the invisible and astral realms. Tomorrow morning, as these damned public sectors awake from a nightmare filled sleep, they will find themselves host to warts, hemorrhoids, and painful gas. The fear of death will be in their hearts, and their only comfort will be warm 7-up from the hospital waiting room cafeteria.

This is the logical conclusion of a non-Christian, Pagan, spiritual world view. Everyone knows that when the Sun is in Aquarius it is bad luck to cut down a tree. And the angry Saturn, the same Saturn that these people celebrated with Holiday, they have made over to be their god. Obligations were made, only, even worse than some tricky genie, these foolish mortals who have made their lives over to this particular pagan deity are completely ignorant of the required rituals, paraphernalia, protective amulets, necessary taboos, and temple tithes to a greedy, vengeful, and debauched clergy. Their future is one as a character in a Stephen King novel, usually a walk on role, something early and horrible.

I saw all this in my crystal ball. I have one, of course. Even better than that, is a old television set. You just do not turn it on. Follow the instructions that Nostradamus left, but as with a pail of water.

I wonder what more will happen.