That Whole Pluto Mars Thing

Digital sculpture capturing the force majeur of this mad season by @marjan_moghaddam_artist

So how's that whole Pluto Mars thing playing out for you? Still climbing towards tomorrow's torrid peak, well may we feel our cells rearranging. Today is an echo of a glitch from way back in the second week of March's retrograde, cunningly setting the scene for our wide eyed here and now. Ping back to see clearly, Merc's ongoing rx party favour.

Not shown here dancing with Mars and Pluto is Lilith, also Captastically placed at Mars' red right hand. A full time resident of the shadowlands with no time or taste for pleasantries, the darkest of queens demands respect. Wherever power games or control dramas are smashing up your life, she stands formidable above the dynamic stamping her staff on the rumbling earth. Lilith enlivens the seed within that knows only you can assert your boundaries and in so doing teach the lancing lightbodies where out of bounds lies. It isn't on your back, darklings.

All this death and rebirth an at exponential pace is discombobulating at best, turning us inside out. Don't bother raging against the machine. The only way forward is through but it's hardly a straight narrow line when our dark arts supertroop has their foot on the foldback. It isn't about bunkering hidden from the fray. Oh how they laugh. This battle lies inside you wherever you may be and it cares little for the colour of your flag.

In each of us lie good and bad, light and dark, art and pain, choice and regret, cruelty and sacrifice. We’re each of us our own chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion fighting to emerge into something solid, something real. We’ve got to forgive ourselves that. I must remember to forgive myself. Because there is a lot of grey to work with. No one can live in the light all the time.
~ Libba Bray

Words c. Kerrie Basha, 2018