Thursday March 7, 2024
– Balsamic Moon Phase – release, transform, healing, forgiveness, prepare for the new
– Moon in AQUARIUS –
– Black Moon Day
– Best Days (from the Farmer’s Almanac) – March 6th – 7th – Castrate Farm Animals, Prune Trees, Mow to Slow Growth, Wean, Potty Train
– Planting Calendar (from the Farmer’s Almanac) – March 6th – 7th – Host a Party, Castrate Farm Animals, Mow to Slow Growth, Harvest, Dig Post Holes, Kill Plant Pests, Wash Wooden Floors, Paint, Wean, Potty Train, Start Diet to Lose Weight, Quit Smoking, Cut Hair to Slow Growth, Jar Jams/Jellies
– Aspect of the Aeon Sophia: (Wisdom): – Kali – The Destroyer
– Aspect of the Aeon Thelete: (Will/Desire): Seth , God of the North
– Sabian Symbol for the Solar-Lunar Month – New Moon in Aquarius SUN/MOON – SUN/MOON – 21 AQUARIUS: a woman, disappointed and disillusioned, courageously facing a seemingly empty life (EARTH – 21 LEO: intoxicated chickens dizzily flap their wings tying to fly )
SUN – 18 PISCES: in a huge tent a famous revivalist conducts his meeting with a spectacular performance
EARTH – 18 VIRGO: two girls playing with a ouija board
SOTU – For Those With Nothing Else to Do
In honor of the annual State of the Union Address made by the occupant of the US White House today, I am playing Fake Plastic Trees by Radiohead on repeat. I play this every year. It has become a tradition since BHO held the reigns. And specifically because the of amount of utter bullshit they are about the throw against the fan pointed at every moron with a television on.
Her green plastic watering can
For her fake Chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself
It so perfectly points out the facade of reality presented by our dear government and the worse reality of the people living in and believing the lie.
I remember in college we played the SOTU like a drinking game. Of course for me that was under Reagan and Bush I. And hearing the CIA murderer pine on about his fucking pork rinds and beer, I had lost all sense that there was any reality behind the words and the puppeteering.
It has always been a joke to me since then. And in the last 15 or so years, something I dread. For a while just because it would air in the middle of other, more interesting TV shows. Now I just cringe about what the pundits are going to try and spin out of it.
As for the presentation tonight, you can cover a turd with icing, but it is still a turd. Here is to hoping that all the news-sycophants are lining up at the table for a slice and that each of them takes a big healthy bite of it.