AI & Food for Thought

 

FOOD FOR THOUGHT

I am experiencing Unprofessional Roofing on my home. I did not have the choice of what shingles were to be installed, only the color. The contractor is 74 and chose the cheapest 3-tab shingles he could find, then hired a subcontractor to install. The subcontractor was probably in his early 30's and the whole crew was in their 20's. All were directionally challenged. They had no clue where the predominate weather pattern in Western PA comes from or which direction that was. They did not know how to properly align 3-tab shingles. The roof undulates, the shingles are not aligned, the peaks were lapped open to the prevailing wind, and shingles did not lay flat after 3 summer months of heat. The repair person to one section of the roof made the same mistakes.

Why is this nightmare happening?

Three-tab shingles and the ability to properly install them is a thing of the past. Architectural Shingles have been on the market since the 1980s and they have "dumbed down" intelligent roof installation.

Just like a car with a standard transmission - Few people have the ability to drive a "four on the floor" anymore. Those cars were easier on the purse and had greater maneuverability. The driver commanded power over the machine.

In our quest to make living easy, humans have lost the ability to think, the ability to reason. Artificial Intelligence is already diagnosing disease, not the physician. Teachers are not instructing or guiding the young malleable minds of our children. ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE IS. In 1985 I bought my first computer. What I learned then is still valid today. GARBAGE IN - GARBAGE OUT. So, now we must question what "garbage" is being fed our children and our physicians, cause neither of them was instructed on how to reason for themselves. They were turned into SHEEPALS, and gave up their own volition, their own "power" before they even knew what the power of personal integrity was.

Astrologers of Time

What is it with all Astrologers?  Everything hinges on time.  Time of Birth. Time of Death. Time of Weddings, Funerals, Explosions, Crashes......On and on.  I was reading an article called "The Sleeper Must Awaken" (SEE:  https://1320frequencyshift.com/2019/12/21/solstice-update-the-sleeper-must-awaken/ )  in it, this sentence caught my attention:

"Remember: Time operates in a spiral, bringing similar circumstances to our present Time. These circumstances are not only in this world."

Never mind the totality of the sentence for now.  I'll pick it back up later.  What blew me away first was the word "spiral".  I remembered a video a few years ago on how our sun travels through space, around the galactic center, and all the planets in our solar system follow the sun, moving in spirals through space; not in circles.  Sure, if you want to smash the spirals, like smashing a "slinky" into a flat circle of existence, you can.  You can reduce Astrology to a circle representation, and it does work; BUT what are we missing????  After contemplating  "Time operates in a spiral....", it dawned on me that since I began studying astrology in 1974, I have been one of those astrologers who don't think dimensionally, let alone inter-dimensionally.  Holy Crap!

Sure,  I have heard about Parallels, Anti-Parallels, and Magi Astrology, but I lived and breathed on a flat circle on a piece of paper with 12 pie-shaped sectors. I am not convinced that the conception of inter-dimensional spirals is all there is to understand about life and Astrology either.  The best way I can put it is that my mind was flat, it just exploded and now I'm exploring the territory.. the possibilities, the implications.

Don't you just love what Uranus does to the mind!

COVID-19 and Fear Mongering

You know, this COVID thing is absurd. The first defense against any virus is to be healthy in the first place. Somehow all these health professionals forgot about that. So instead of being pro-active towards being healthy, they want us to cower in the corner and be afraid that the virus is going to fall down from the sky and infect us right now. Stay indoors, don't come within so many feet of another human, wear a mask, don't touch your face...... and since this virus was created as a bio-weapon, they miraculously have shortened the length of time trials that it takes to approve a vaccine to stop it. Years, it takes. Miracle! Step right up, get vaccinated now!

So, what happened to "strengthening" your immune system as the best OFFENSE against a virus?
The following partial list is not a DEFENSIVE/VICTIMIZING strategy, neither physically or mentally, for dealing with COVID-19.

Eat healthy Organic and Non-GMO food. 

Keep hydrated (or they will diagnose you with high blood pressure and you will need to buy a prescription pill instead of drinking water). 

Exercise daily.

Get sunshine and fresh air. 

Meditate/Pray. 

Ponder that death is a fact of life. Old people need an excuse to die....and believe me they are well acquainted with death. Our health system promotes MORBIDITY - that is, medical problems caused by medical treatment - so, the "boogeyman" death becomes an elder person's best friend and their doctors become their enemy!
Get plenty of rest.

Transiting Uranus conjunct Natal Mercury

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“They are closer than you think”, REALLY!

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Thoughts on Transiting Uranus conjunct Natal Mercury

Natal Mercury is in a Natal Yod/Boomerang configuration in which Mercury sextiles Natal Uranus from the 10^th to the 12^th house. Both planets inconjunct the Natal Moon in the 5^th house. The Moon is conjunct the Vertex and Juno and all 3 oppose the Natal Mars which is in a cazimi conjunction with the Natal Sun in 11. Yeeeoooow!

When Transiting Uranus crept up upon Natal Mercury, my 2^nd child died...Uranus rules the 8th, Mercury rules the 12^th and 4^{th. -} All the psychic houses were activated. The Moon rules the 1^st and yes, when he strangled himself, I felt someone was strangling me 1,617 miles away at the same time. I now know he made a trial attempt 6 weeks earlier. That Sunday I didn’t know what was happening to me, but after 24 hours of periodic shortness of breath and chest pain, I went to the Emergency Room of the local hospital.

I can’t remember the title of a book that I once read. It stated that your dead family and friends are closer than you think they are. When Progressed Mercury was dancing over my Natal Pluto, I was reading the minds of animals, seeing visions, and thought nothing of it. I took delight in communication with Mother Nature. Natally the pair are septile.

With Transiting Uranus, synchronization happens a lot. Over St. Pats, I remembered my Munster Irish Grandma who died before I was born. I wrote a piece about her on Gab.com under a Glenn Beck video on the Stock Market Crashing and the Corona-virus and received 3 comments. I told the story of her psychic dream which instructed Grandpa to get out of the Stock Market before the crash of ‘29 and her love of gardening which she passed to my Dad and myself. I wrote of the Great Depression and “Stone Soup”. One of the commentators said he never heard of Stone Soup. Depression Era mothers would, for lack of meat, drop stones into their pots of vegetable soup. The leeching stones added minerals to the diet. I lamented that I did not know which kind of stones leech the best minerals. In my mind, I wished I had a teacher.

Today, while turning over the winter cover crop in the garden I spotted what I thought was a small red-skinned potato, but I hadn’t planted potatoes in that section of the garden for 3 years. Intrigued, I bent over picked it up and began brushing off the dirt. It was a red stone with flecks of sparkles. I am forever and a day picking stones out of the garden. One year a visitor heard me exclaim that every spring the devil pushes more stones up from hell and into my garden just to piss me off! I have never seen this type and color of stone in my garden before. I put it in my pocket. Once this “pushing 70-year-old body” wore itself out, I headed into the house. A couple of hours later in a google search,

I found out that the stone was red granite. The red pigmentation comes from a mineral that has FE or Iron in it! Damn! It’s a meat stone soup substitute! So, my Irish Potato Famine Grandma gave me the answer to my question in more ways than one!

Communication with the other side is interesting when you’re aware enough to “get it”. Oh, the things they do to get your attention! Peel back some of your own mental onion skins, why don’t you?

Today, was a real “beauty” Grandma! Thanks for the instruction and God Bless You.

Anger & Regret over my Son's Death

If I could have spoken with my military son before he died,  I would have told him:

Don’t let Commissioned Commander Butthead Win.

We all know them, Low IQs who rise to a position of inflated power. They did not earn these positions by their own grit and grind. Corruption bought and paid for the Ivy/Military of their choice, paid for their grades/commissions. You read their bio; the words are fabricated. You speak with them and you realize there is nothing “up there” or in their heart. They have no integrity. Useless.

His first clash with authority occurred during the Pocono Mountain Wrestling Season of 1997. My son, a freshman, was 13.  If I could change the past, and if that would bring back the life that I miss, I would run down the bleachers and ream that referee a new one.

My son had red hair. He kept it neat, clean and tied back in a ponytail. It wasn’t the 60’s, for God’s sake, it was the LATE 90’s. His hair shouldn’t have been a referee's issue. The following incident foreshadowed another clash with “authority”. It pitted him with almost 20 years of exemplary service with the Air Forces against Commissioned Commander Butthead in (redacted). 

Commissioned Commander Butthead in 1997 was a referee who did not like my son’s ponytail. He stopped the match in Hazleton, PA, and instructed “a runner” to go down to the women’s locker room and obtain a swimming cap. The packed-to-standing gymnasium waited. Then, he ordered my son to wear it while he wrestled. The match was stopped several times when the cap popped up through the headgear. To my son’s credit, he maintained his composure with dignity. At the time, I remained in my bleacher seat unsure of what to do. This was not right, but if I ran down to the mat, and gave that ref a piece of my mind, it would embarrass my son further. His mother would be fighting his battles, so regrettably, I remained in my seat. Why his coaches did not object, I do not know.  I met him at the bus door after the meet. He looked at me and said. “If they don’t like me with hair, let us see how they like me with no hair.” I still have his ponytail. Tears will not reverse his absence.

He wasn’t playing your ego game Commissioned Commander Butthead. Guess you will have to find someone else that will. By the way, we are entering the Age of Aquarius. In the future people like you will shrivel up and die. Humanity is waking up and standing up to the useless butt-heads of this world. We’re not going to play the game according to your rules anymore. Just ‘cause you throw us a ball, doesn’t mean we have to catch it.

Ceres, Saturn & Pluto conjunction at 22 Capricorn on January 12, 2020 - Degree Symbolism

Rudyar's symbol for 23 degrees (not 22, as anything over 22:00:01 is considered 23 degrees) "A soldier receiving two awards for bravery in Combat."

Jones writes that the keyword for this degree is "Recognition". Hummmm. Recognition....for society to recognize means there is certain amount of awareness between the individual and society.  This recognition by society to the individual is for two separate occasions, both for Bravery in Combat.  Is one not enough?  This implies that society moves slow and this soldier endured.  Sometimes it does take a second pass to illuminate the mind of society.   Ah, The Great Awakening?

Rudyar's keyword doesn't resonate with me; but perhaps it will with you, Recompense.  Rudyar goes on to write.."i.e. a compensation for a well-done performance...a balancing of accounts". I take that to mean a balancing of accounts between an individual and society. "Each one should be able to trust the other.", Rudyar again.

The symbols of soldier and bravery....hummmm. Revolution starts individually and then meets with the collective. At 23 Degrees of Capricorn, the soldier is rewarded. Guess it is time to balance the accounts!

Welcome to the Age of Aquarius. 

Food for Thought: The Weather

Here in North Western PA, we're in the midst of an unseasonably warm, dry, weather trend at the end of September 2017. Indian Summer usually occurs after the first frost but my right brain tells me that “now” is our Indian Summer. An atypical year? When you put the electric blanket on the bed in late August, it's a telltale sign. Locals are saying, “What Summer?”, because we've had few days in the 90's. Growing up here, our usual summers had plenty of days in the 90's and 100+ degrees of Fahrenheit.

So what is the Spring equivalent of Indian Summer? This time of transition is not so well known. It's called a “False Spring”. You can “Bing”search on both terms. Last January, I photographed Lettuce, about 2” in height, growing in my back yard. The IPhone date is 1-5-17. Strange. I remember my favorite day of the whole year, March 17^th... St. Pat's. I've lived through blizzards and a wedding in the the middle of the woods at 80 degrees. More blizzards than heatwaves, however.

I digress... Yea, I am aware we're on the downward slope of a Solar Minimum Period and Global Warming is a hoax. I don't watch the weather on TV anymore. Meteorologists had better get on-board with Space Weather before I'm inclined to watch. And while I'm at it, start paying attention to the odd wave anomalies being generated from the Continent of Antarctica. Didn't John Kerry visit Antarctica right after the 2016 elections...you betcha. What an odd place for the Secretary of State to visit after his party's surprising loss in the elections. Coincidence? I think not. (http://strangesounds.org/2017/05/huge-wave-anomaly-antarctica-mystery-video.html)

I dare say, you're not likely to see a meteorologist talk about how it affects the weather.

Well, to quote Dylan, “The Times They Are A Changin'.” What was once in the dark, secret, and hidden will now be exposed. Like it or not, our Sun is spiraling from the deceitful Age of Pisces, into the light of TRUTH - The Age of Aquarius. Fickle, emotional Pisces is leaving.  Hold your emotions in check, don't be triggered.  Now is the time to open your MIND.