Once in a Blue Moon you are granted a Wish and a Prayer

What do you believe in? What do you wish for, pray for? Waiting for a miracle? Can you even spot one when one occurs? Miracles can occur even in the most mundane of things. A miracle is occuring tonight this New Years of 2010 with the dawning of a Blue Moon. It's not just a saying, it's reality. "Once in a Blue Moon...", God is in all things. I find it to be a cosmic irony that 2009 should end with a Blue Moon in a year that has been so blue.

This year began with two small miracles. The installation of a Black man in the office of the President of the United States and the miraculous landing of a Jet in the river of the Empire State. We as a nation suffered thru the brunt of a recession. The death of both musical and political icons. A few days ago there was a small miracle of a thwarted terrorist attempt and this morning it snowed. Miracles happen everyday.

A Blue Moon is magikal, for those that believe in such things. It's magikal because of the timing that has to take place for one to occur. It's magikal to me because it marks the culmination of 40 years upon the face of Gaea for me. They say forty is the new twenty and I feel that time has actually been turned back. If not for everyone, then just for me.

I have discovered things about myself and about my place to society at large. I feel a sense of connection that I have never felt before. In a time when we as a people are so distant from one another. Today's meditation, "To see the world more clearly we may need to take off our glasses". Our Rose colored glasses, our glasses of rage, contempt, bitterness, selfishness, jealousy and all of those other traits that blind us to that which connect us. Start looking at the world through the eyes of God. Perhaps that's too much of a tall order. So just start with the notion that " it's not always about You".

It rare that one is granted both a wish and a prayer but that is just what this Blue Moon is offering. What is my Wish and Prayer, well that's between me and God. I can tell you what it's not. It's not for more money or a new car. It's not for world peace, it for ... Something a bit more familial.

Happy New Year of 2010 , remember that peace and happiness doesn't have to wait for a Blue Moon.

Why Astrology?

It is with the most profound serendipity that I answer this question on this day @ 6:28 am, Taurus rising. Today December 8th, 2009 is the day of Abandon. Which is the basis for an even greater theme. However in answering the question, Why Astrology? It is the days meditation that focuses my thoughts.
“ The soul must be freed, whatever the cost”. this meditation exemplifies why I became an Astrologist. When I was younger, I toyed with the idea of becoming a psychologist. I wanted to know why people did what they did. What phobias or schisms they suffered from and the like.

After a while it occurred to me, that by the time a client got to me, the damage was already done. To “fix” them would require great effort on my part and on the part of the patient who is hard pressed to self-diagnoses and treat. In fact the term patient already seemed distasteful to me. Subsequently I knew drugs would have to control a damaged spirit, where meditation should suffice. I however grew up in the bush (Panama) and was more holistic (shamanistic) than modern practices. I fully subscribe to the notion, “ an ounce of prevention, is better than a pound of cure”.

So instead of psychology , I picked engineering as a career path. Believing that the invention of things would bring me greater satisfaction. Beside people were too duplicitous, saying one thing and doing another. No value in the stock, bad investment (of time).

After reaching the age of Independence with my studies on track. I had yet other obstacles, a social life. I needed help. To the rescue I discovered in B&N, “ The secret Language, of Birthdays” in the Astrology section. I slowly became a student of Astrology.

At first like any real science I approached it with a sense of skepticism, looking for flaws in the logic. I used myself as a barometer, knowing that I always knew my own truth. Well it passed. I used it as a measurement against those that I knew and dated. It passed as well. It was fun and helped when I needed to “break the Ice” with a new date.

Later I put astrology to a more practical use, to what amounts to the practice of Soul Mapping, the art of mindfulness, At first I didn’t know that was what I was doing. It just started with a question. Why did I fail at..? What, I failed at wasn’t really the point, the objective was, what within my personality caused me to fail at that particular thing. For if I didn’t get to the root of the problem, then weed it out, surely it would cause me to fail at any other endeavor that I encountered. I’m tired of failing. Astrology was invaluable help in that recognition process.

To map one’s soul, to be mindful. Takes ardent vigilance, brutal honesty, plodding will power and the most extreme patience. with one’s self.

When all these components are up and running then thoughts begin to crystalize within your mind and a light is turned on, leading down a path. I will take courage and faith to walk the path, for the path is yours and yours alone. Frightening..not so much. But it does require one to constantly look at the “Man in the mirror”. Sadly many are afraid to look at their own flaws, they are rife you know.

“A man has many skins in himself, covering the depths of his heart. Man knows so many things; he does not know himself. Why, thirty or forty skins or hides (years), just like an ox’s or a bear’s, so thick and hard, cover the soul. Go into your own ground and learn to know yourself there”. (Eckhart)

It took me twenty years to know myself. It took another twenty years to know how to apply myself to the collective consciousness. I credit astrology, the psychology of the Universe, for setting my Sol free. Allowing me to see the face of God.

Astrology has allowed me the tools that I need to start a business without being stressed. Knowing that “strength of vision is important, but so is the ability to see things as they really are”. The Day of Confidence.

Astrology has taught me to embrace all of me, especially the flaws for they help define us (Divine US). Our flaws keep us in touch with our humanity and teaches compassion for one another. Altruism, Love.

For Love hath reason, that Reason doth not know.
God rests in Reason.
God moves in Passion.

Fat,Dumb and Happy

Today in the wee hours God spoke to me. God said," Make me happy, and you shall not want for anything". I was tickled, still am. Today is Thanksgiving. I'm sitting in my aunts apartment waiting for the festivities to begin. Waiting to pray, get served and eat until I'm fat,dumb and happy. That's unbelievable comfort in this time of recession.

It is in times like this that the familys worth shines thru, more precious than gold. If the meaning of family wasn't so perennial, I'd be moved to tears out of appreciation. Yet family is the one thing we fallback on in trying times. When we forget that,"The rhythm of breathing is a constant accompaniment to life" ( meditation ).

This is a time when reflection is most appreciated. When we remember those that were in our lives , but no longer are. Micheal Jackson, Edward Kennedy, Bea Authur, Elsie Scott ( grandmother ), Roberto Gayle ( brother ), et.al. You can add to the list. Libations, libations, for those that have past, for one day we too will be added to that list. Family, family will be all that's left.

I guess I'm saying in these times be grateful, be thankful, for the little things. For it's not the times that we live in that we remember, it's the moments.

Eat and be fat,dumb and happy.
Happy Thanksgiving, Divine US.

All Saints - Enjoy the Go!

Today is All Saint's Day it is the root of the trinity of honored days. The most famous being "All Hollows Eve" , the least of which being "All Soul's Day. It always happen in threes. All Saint's Day is meant to honor saints both known and unknown.Saints are to be venerated worthy of imitation to help one succeed in becoming a better person.

I have a saint as my middle name, Saint Christopher , his spirit runs true in my soul, the Traveler. Saint Christopher was true to himself. As a result he was a happy man. Saint Christopher truly "Enjoyed the Go", he was free.

It has been eight years to the day when I, Feroz cut my crown of locks off after eight years of growth. I was working down as a relief worker at the World Trade Center site. I had been working there four days after the destruction of the Towers. My normally gay demeanor was being usurped by the prevailing grief of the times. So on November 1,2001 I cut my locks and submerged myself into the national grief. I felt like a lamb to slaughter.

November 1st is The Day of Onslaught and true to it's title I was besieged with the grief of those that were lost. Besieged with the grief of the loved ones left behind. Besieged with the pain that was inflicted upon the Heart of this nation. A stab at our national freedom. I was not Enjoying the go. I was in the midst of the Hurricane a category 5, my very existence was in jeopardy. Our national spirit was in jeopardy.

So I called upon my training that I received in the Marine Corps. Breathe, don't panic. When all around you is falling apart. When an ocean of turbulent emotional events are approaching the precipice, leading to Hell's chasm. Keep the days meditation in mind,"The stillest part of the Hurricane is it's Center". Keep that in mind as you plummet over the falls, so that Peace is at home within your heart.

After the wake of 9/11, after picking up the many broken pieces and soothing the many stricken hearts. Despair has settled into the heart of this nation again, as we face the worst recession since Roosevelt. Once again the nations people are stricken with grief. Once again darkness is the prevailing pall seeding the atmosphere. What now?

Well, it takes a brave soul to volunteer and become the light. Am I distressed? No. Am I somber? No. Am I frightened about the future? No, I am Enjoying the Go. I am sitting above the dark clouds beneath, on the Rainbow of Faith. Enjoying the grace, "In God We Trust". It's on every piece of currency that is in every pocket of every citizen across this great nation. In God we trust, aren't just words it's the ethos of this nation. It is the manifesto that is embedded into the spirit of my generation.

Generation X , we the born Flower children embracing the spirit of '69. The spirit of freedom. That freedom from the paralysis of worry and fear. Why, because we hold the Key to Peace and Happiness. No need to worry. In God We Trust.

So on November 5th, Fabutron in concert with Charmin will be "Enjoying the Go". Embracing the spirit of America, freedom.
What recession?
To a Taurus, it's always a Bull Market.
So embrace the Saints, and like Saint Christopher, you too can Enjoy the Go.
Vaya con Dios.

Fabutron in Action, reason with passion

God Rests in Reason, God Moves in Passion. It is with this passion that I go forward making plans towards the success of Fabutron.

At this stage in the game, I have started to market my product amid a quivering Heart. I have met failure and I'm found undaunted and emboldened. I think three times before making a move. In a recession resources must be used prudently. Prudent Economy. The wills sense of purpose galvinizes itself to the heart of the heart. Keeping the path steady although the footing is unsure. Never loosing ground. Like a trail smart Boyscout I refer to my compass many times along the journey to keep true North. This is one of those times.

I pull out my compass enscribed with the word Fabutron on the front. In back it says Fabulous Future. It reminds me of what Fabutron is.

Fabutron is an online financial social networking gaming site based on the medium of Astrology. I look at the face of the compass and the arrow is pointing true north with Scorpio overhead. Todays meditation reads," Life itself may be only a series of illusions - why not pick those which brings us the most enjoyment? "

Funny how that ties in with the Fabutron game. I'll be turning 40 and 1/2 on the Fourteenth of November. My second birthday wish is to squeeze the Charmin, for a mere 10k. Fourth is the new Twenty, so you get twice as many birthday wishes. So squeezing Charmin will be a blessing for Fabutron. Can't give into recession woes.

So in short astrology says that I should pick the reality that I find to my enjoyment. Computers offers a gateway to that reality, thus being online. Financial, is another aspect of reality. While money won't make you happy, not having it certainly isn't a rose garden. So Fabutron provides an alternate stream of income.

Not wanting to put the cart before the horse. The financial aspect is always something I am mindful of in my day to day development of this service. For if Fabutron can not generate revenue for it's clients it fails it's mission statement.

Social Networking. In the late eighties, early ninties we Urban youth were encouraged to network. Networking at the time was usually focused or done for the reason of furthering education or occupation. At the time, to this twenty-something eyes it seemed all too clickish. Alot of peacocking very few producing anything notable. No real merging of the spirits towards enlightenment financial or otherwise.

These days sites like Facebook, MySpace, eHarmony offer the websurfer a way to socialize, usually with family and friends. If you get a chance you might get lucky finding a date, hopefully the rgigt one. Or have a bit of entertainment playing Mafia wars or Worlds of Warcraft. But what is an adult doing if not simply wasting valuable time. Playing idol games.

Fabutron isn't idol time wasted. By utilizing the medium of astrology we are merging the " paranormal " with the mundane. I say paranormal because to many astrology seems very occult, mysterious, incomprehensible. In my study of astrology I can understand why some would liken it to magik.

Astrology does live on another plane of existance. That existance is the "awareness" of the energies, forces, the waves of the universe. Those things that affect you simply because you are not aware of thier existance. Like the pull of the Full Moon on the tide or the shadows of the New Moon in the mind. I call these energies the Emotions of God.

These emotions are represented in the elements of Earth, Air, Water & Fire. These vibes are both given off by ourselves and by others. Thru astrology we will learn how to become more aware of them in a format that is both entertaining and beneficial to your bottomline.

I'm a Taurus, I understand that people always want to know "what's in it for me". At Radio station Wii-FM, we will unravel the mystery of you and this thing called astrology. You won't have to become an astrologist to know how to use astrology for your benefit. You won't have to become the Weatherman to know the weather, rain or shine.

At Fabutron you can find love, friends, opportunities, entertainment. Hopefully in these time of woe perhaps you'll even find God, whatever you imagine S/Him to be. If not perhaps just Peace and Happiness, for God lives there too. As well as inside each and every Divine one of US.

" Where there's a Will, there's a Wayne"

Clash Of The Titans , Over The Aquarian Falls

Hola America, It’s Feroz.

It is now 2:46 a.m. since I made the video , Fabutron’s Hail to the Chief. That Aquarian flow was like Niagara falls strength at Angel’s falls heights. Magnifico, Si.

I’m writing this now, so I can take my time ( I wrote this first long hand before typing) to write and not feel rushed . Today feels like liberation. It feels like I’m living my chart. A Taurus to a Libran balance. My chart is designed like the seesaw. A toy for kids and although I’m 40 in age, I’m 14 at Heart! In spirit eternally Young. The Divine Us.

The meditation for Oct. 9th, 2009 was “ I saw a boat slowly cutting it’s way through a frozen river and at the same moment a friend said,’Love breaks the Ice’”. It is the Day of The Penetrating Gaze.

I have a particular love for Barack. Barack my Brother, I Greet you with a Kiss:

We are intimate , you and I.

I greet you with a kiss.

We, like Reflections with Six degrees of Separation.

Ever closer do we come to merging.

I greet you with a kiss.

My brother of mother Earth’s birthing.

I greet you with a kiss.

A brother of Peace , a brother of love.

I greet you...

Speaking with omniloquence. Flowing with Peace’s eloquence.

Surging, gaining force and Speed.

Warp Speed against Wars antiquated steed.

For War will be obsolete, when he becomes socially unacceptable.

...with a kiss.

A brother Titan with a lightning fist.

I greet you with a kiss.

Who sees thru the heart of War, as though in a mist.

I greet you with a kiss.

In defiance to Wars restless state.

You thru acceptance do abate.

When bravely focused putting forth your heartfelt determined devotion;

are scorned against by that green eyed sloth's emotion.

I could kiss you for the recognition,

for my plight, for my jihad of respect vs. derision.

I greet you with a Kiss

So, I just want you to know,

Fabutron greets you with an Aquarian Flow.

I greet you with a kiss.

Amen.

Of course taking into account swine flu being what it is. That’s what happens when love breaks the Ice. Please sir not closer than 3 ft. Mind if I smoke? The nerves , you know.

I keep thinking what I’d like Fabutron to become, but the Now, is the part that really tickles me. I guess every 14 year old still wants to be tickled. Like every woman.

It’s Sabbath Morn and I’m playing “I’m Every Woman”, catch it Michelle. You too Michelle. Again the Hermit enters the scene as the forgotten one. I speak the words of Michael. Where in the world are you going without the village shaman. Not too far. As he sits.

The Bull (May 14th) is stubborn, so the Lion (Aug. 4th) speaks softly to appease the peace. The Bull rises and trots to the point, Semper Fi. Like a lamb to slaughter. The Apis Moon. The love of the Heart , Faith.

That’s what the Nobel committee bestowed you with, my revered brother Barack, the faith of the free world. As a reverent Boy scout should both have and be worthy of the honor of receiving. As if by second nature. Brother you should be “Looking good and feeling Gorgeous:. That’s what Wonder Woman would say. I can’t help it I’m Gay.

Today Now @ 4:07 a.m. is the Day of Prudent Economy. Prudence is wise/careful conduct. Thrifty, even shrewd in planning ahead. For the sake of Radiance and Rosebud, Ambria, Rashawn, Rey’s two Disney’s Princess’s and Terra’s next generation, I join your vigilance. I am married to your hopes, Mr. Obama.

Life is a series of Serendipitous Transformations. I suppose ultimately ‘til death.The only constant in life is change. It is advised to stay midstream whilst within the stream of Universal change. To know the oscillations of Universal Consciousness.

I skipped a few days ahead up ‘til Kevin’s Birthday. This is a homage to our Silver anniversary of friendship. The Day of Gracious Ease, Oct. 11th speaks,” T.V. is an electronic attempt at telepathy”. Live long and Prosper indeed.

Indeed we are all tied to the Wheel ( Oct. 10th card). It is the Justice, (Oct. 11th card) of the Hanged Man (Oct. 12th). Happy 39th Birthday Kevin, Gen-Xer. Whose chant on the Mali beads is “Inspiration”. As for meditating on the days thought,” What would be the most difficult single thing for YOU to live without?

For God is inspiration to my Jihad of the Soul.

Amen

Feroz

10/10/09

@ 4:50 A.M.

Is Gay, GOD's folly?

"It sure is" says Pepper La Beiga. A drag queen that I met at a ballroom in Harlem, the summer of '87 I was 18. I was attending my first Gay Ball. A Ball is a Gay event that is supposed to honor gallantry. Like the famous French balls of Louis XV. However these balls had events which people vied for. Like the events of Face,Body, Butch Queen in a Skirt, Mr. Sister (lesbian),etc. The names were katty. But so is gay humor.

It was in this environment that the ability for seeing a spade for a spade paid off. I learned " the art of the Read". The Read is verbal , the read is brutal , the read brings the fire. The read incites family feuds. Straight Men can not hold up to it. I can attest to that. A seasoned girl let's the knife pierce deep , so she could attack with the most bitter cold.

Is gay God's folly, yes I know it to bee. For I laugh with him daily. For the persecuted extol the virtues of freedom. Just thru thier yearning, of freedom. What a paradox. But that's it most people don't understand the nature of a paradox. So naturally rail against one when it comes to life. Causing "you" to extol the detriment of Courage. That's why I, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, live in the land of the free and the home of the brave. Cowardice has no Home, here.

Today is the Day of Defiance. Wonder Woman on Her Chariot in front of the White House recieving orders from Obama. The order read "Avenge US, get those Bastards". Madmoud the Face of War has her orders. Yo' Bin, yo' ass is on the list too. Princess Diana will enter your chambers veiled as decreed, like the Cobra in the fields. Wonder Woman was a Gay boys hero.

The only thing that will stay the sword of Damocles from Wonder Woman's execution. Is Feroz, the fierce peace of God. Oh by the way Mr. Bloomberg I'll be seeking my seed money from you soon. Yom Kippur. Five Prayers, I'm going to have to look into this.

Mahmoud I saw a You Tube posting of Gays in Iran. I don't know what those particular gays go thru. But I'm an Artist I can Imagine. I know the oppression that we face here. I can only imagine it's five times worse. Okay three times, only the Catholics are worse. The Jews aren't so bad, but they too have thier faults. As do We All.

Being gay is a fault. One may call it a character flaw. For it is the most unique. It affects a segment of the population that seemingly goes against all natural law. Seemingly Gods law. To be Fruitful and multiply. Straight people see that multiply as in children. As a gay man I understand, the multiplcation as sharing. Such as sharing your knowledge, time, space, love and acceptance. Simple things that are freely given to family.

Tomorrow is the Eighth, The Day of Romance. The days meditation is ,"Astrology is the psychology of the Universe". As a Taurus like Hitler and Saddam, when faced with hatred, I can reflect it back boldly. That's what puts the fierce in Gay. Madonna, Madonna, Lourdes No the Bitch can't Vogue. She stole that from her gay friend and didn't remember a bitch when she got her Coins. Madonna is Shady, I don't See She. Her! Hater...Hater...Hater... Yo' ass can't do no Bayter.

But I can do better. You walk light of foot when you take the high road. All that hate weighs one down. God puts in the faces of men on earth, a man looking like, acting like, idolizing, exemplifying, honoring the nature of Woman. They hate any effeminance. Covering it up with heightened Bravado. For fear of revealing weakness. And here's a man for all the world to see exposing his. A weakness in the comfort of Men. What an act of defiance not only to the eyes of men but surely to the Eyes of God. You feel you must villify it which just adds depth to the drama. Splintering the drama amougnst different religions just gives it more facets. It allows the Jewel to capture the light, just so. Such is the nature of fear.

There are some Kings that thrive on fear. Fear is an abberation to the Nature of Love. Rest in Peace

Question if Christ was the Lamb of God, absolving us all of our sins. Then doesn't that include Gays? If you have to think, you're looking for a lie. As for Prop 8 naysayers globally, " grow up ".

Yes God is laughing, laughing at all you here on the world stage. I'm quite sure that even reading this some will still say, No.

Anywho... Like a baby, the conscious mind must sometimes be put to sleep during waking hours ( it's 7:47 am ) Shalom. Amen

The House of Faberge

A Royal Passing into thier House Faberge. The King and the Queen of Spades taking thier assigned thrones. The Queen says," Please take time for prayer, with bowed heads". The crowd all lowers thier head in reverence. The Queen prays," We work for God, She's a tough boss, and the pay isn't always good..." there's grumbling to be heard amoungst the crowd "... But the Rewards are there...welcome all under God to the Day of the Just Cause, October 5th, 2009 in the year of the Earth Ox. The moon is beginning to wane, so now is the time to act towards bringing forth the future. Amen"

In this case the Queen is also the Hierophant, the 5th card in the Major Arcana. The knowledge of the queen is esoteric, and reigns over the unseen. She is a symbol of understanding and faith. She will lead you into dark spaces with grace. So never fear. You will understand Universal Conscienceness/Consciousness, you will be aware.

I believe that we as the species of Human (69) all have the dominate ethos of striving to be virtuous. Yet it is in that striving that we meet our demise for the hardest virtue to hurdle is Honesty. Point A to Point B. Some of us have exiled ourselves for so long from it, that we hate it when we hear it. Most of us are so apprehensive of the truth, that we have to hear it twice before we can believe it. Few of us find there's no simpler way to live, than by the truth. Someone once said, the truth will set you Free. I don't know who, I've heard so often.

I am the heirophant, the king and the queen, The Sage Feroz. I am the C.E.O. of Fabutron. The House above is the Jellyfish 45, by Italian designer GianCarlo Zema. It will be the gathering ace for those in "The House of Faberge". A meeting place for astrologers, children that have thier eyes focused on the future. It will be a place of like minds, and spirits.

Fabutron will be headquartered in Faberge House. Fabutron : is an online financial social networking gaming site based on the medium of Astrology. Think eHarmony meets Facebook meets Worlds of Warcraft meets Fabutron Fiancial. I grew up playing videogames, I like them. However at the age of 40, play and work must Be the same. So I have devised a way for my investors "Family" entering into the house to also earn a profit, perhaps even a salary.

Things however begin with small steps. Those entering into the House of Faberge, must enter with truth in thier eyes and hearts as light as a feather. Must be willing to sacrifice in these lean times, a fivepence, $5. Think of it as an initial investment of introduction. I am introducing Myself Feroz, C.E.O. of Fabutron to You. You represent those that muster together for the future using astrology and making a profit. How? Well that comes thru a series of introductions. The first being a copy of my book,"The Rooster Cries: Generation X".

I will email you a copy of the book, upon reciept. It will foster a forum, about the book, about astrology and about the business. Three topics of discussion that are paramount on a C.E.O.'s mind. We will be using skype so names can have faces. Everyone knows everyone else in the Village. I am the Village Astrologer. The Sage. It is my intention to bring all gifts to bear. Every soul has a gift.

We are the Children on the Cusp of the New Age of Aquarius. Aquarius the thinker, his thoughts flow like water. Let's be the generation to catch the wave thru cooperation.

The first rule of universal conscienceness is to recognize the truth. If you see truth in my words then go to step (5) in my blog "Start a business for a Penny" to enter into the house. The contact info is there. Any questions reach out Fabutron69@gmail.com.
See my Business Certificate - Fabutron on Facebook.

Remember Fabutron means Fabulous Future.

How to Start a Business for a Penny

Today is The Day of The Top Dog. The Sun (Sol) rules this day, great ego. Yet Venus rules Libra, beauty. This could translate many ways however I'll take the balanced approach and Say both this individuals work and their person will be beautiful and beautifully done. I had to start with Astrology as this is the nature of Fabutron.

This blog should really be titled, "How to build a Business with Pennies". Why? Because anyone can Start a business, but not everyone has the tenacity to make it profitable and a legacy. For a man would like to be remembered for his work. His contribution to humanity. So this article like all Fabutrons' blogs, relates to carving, the Business of You. The secret of building a business is the Mastery of Self. For there are many times you must recognize your own flaws and work around them, effectively. Much introspection, "What do you see when you live at the center of the Cyclone?"

In this day and age, no coin is less thought of than the Penny. Walking down one city block, you can stumble across no less than three/ five of them every forty feet. Mostly close to the curb, if not actually in the street. I have watched students clean thier dormroom and leave the pennies lying in the dust on the floor. I have watched the bartistas at Starbuck's smile with glee at customers that really don't want to be burdened by thier own change. But they are the first to ask for something free. Yet these very same folks are loath to pass the change off to a bum on the street without a lecture.

When I walk down my rich New York streets and see a shiney Lincoln smiling up at me, I pick him up and smile right back. "A Penny saved is a Penny earned". As a Negro I'm always grateful when I see a Lincoln, as is Mr. Obama I'm sure. It is Lincoln that begins America's currency system. That honor is fitting for a President that was mindful of the future and all of it's possiblities for Change. Lincoln inspired Obama. And my Brother Barack has inspired me. A flame losses none of it's light by sharing.

A Penny for My thoughts, well here's my two cents: First keep your eyes sharp for those stray Pennies

I have narrowed down building a business into Five not so easy steps.

(1) Astrology is the psychology of the Universe.
Have a product that You believe in. This may be the hardest thing because it would have to be something that represents your Core.
I wrote "The Rooster Cries:Generation X". I don't know why, Nobody Reads these days. But I do. You must have a selling point.

(2) Must always think "Opportunity...Opportunity". Most things you must do for yourself. Like the majority of the Thinking. It's your business, you lay the cornerstone. Think free..free. That's freedom of choice. Remember Freedom is just burdens tossed ahead of the path - Each of us confronts our own truth on our own path (Ptah).

(3) Define...define what you are and what you sell/offer - futures. I am an Artist, be it writer,astrologer,etc. Within that realm I have an Aquarian flow of ideas. Write them down. Ideas like to come to fruition.

(4) Get training. There are plenty of free services for start ups nationwide.
I went to W.I.B.O. (www.wibo.org) There in a Sixteen week free course they will school
you in growing a profitable business. Training is important, it shows you the barriers in place before you are discouraged by them. Invaluable.

"All the Worlds a Stage..."

In honor of Fame which just hit the Theatres Sept. 25th. I thought Shakespear would more fitting for the theme of the final thought.

(5) Wayne's World. You have now created a world, you must be fruitful and multiply. Introduce people into your world. Now that world could be out of your house, garage sale, beautyshop. Or it could be from store front, Starbucks, Fabutron, Subways. Or it could be via outside vendor, selling wares on a street corner. Or it could be on the Internet , Oprah, Fabutron, Google.

Yet no matter the world you must have people. So first you start by having in mind a business name. Then going to the County Clerks Office at your nearest Supreme Court and obtain a Business Certificate for a fee of 10,000 Pennies. See at every opportunity collect those cents. Get it together, think. At this rate you are going to open your business late. Oh , don't put to much pressure on yourself. Any plan takes time to germinate.

Once you have certificate in hand. Check the address. Example: Fabutron , P.O. Box 680, Bronx, New York 10451.

I think P.O. Boxes are sincere. Why because you must have a legitimate address to obtain one. You must keep business and home seperate. You don't mix the tills , you don't mix the beds.

Besides as a start-up you want to take each step slowly, but surely. This is a race between the turtle and the Hare. Speed is not a factor here, accuratcy is. So the fear of being Sole proprietor is comfortable yet scarry. For the world will look upon you with scorn. Spirits agast at the prospect of change. Change in thier pockets, that they are loath to keep, and loath to tithe.

Lend your heart to Faith. Faith in yourself, faith in your product, and faith knowing that No, God is not trying to make a fool of you. http://www.americanthinker.com/blog/

Once you are full of confidence launch your marketing campaign. For example:

Fabutron: is an online financial social networking gaming site based on the medium of Astrology. (elevator pitch)

A thing of the Sixties you say. I say Forty is the New Twenty. The Summer of '09 ('69).

Find out more about Fabutron, The Future of Fortune 500. Read - The Rooster Cries: Generation X (available in Pdf).

Send: $5 (a Lincoln) money order to address above.
Include: Handwritten note about what interests you with astrology. Enter name , email address as a copy of the book will be deposited in your box upon reciept of m.o.

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Your heart will guide you in the direction of your marketing campaign. Just remember if you had to sell it, would they buy it from You.

Be positive and pray. No you may not make millions, but was that really the point.

The Day of The Heart Breakers

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Wayne's World - The Day of The Modern Irrepressible

"We are at once the same - and Worlds apart "

As an Artist, that artform being written. I am at times at the mercy of the audience at large. The audience believes that the material is actually produced for them. In fact they are right. If they understand that the true audience is really an audience of One. If that is understood that the audience is actually the Creator and the Artist at play. Then those that peek in at a glance must throw away thier ego and emerse themselves into the One's of it all. The World of Wayne and his choice of colors. His atmosphere.

Mercury's retrograde period is waning in this Month of Earthly Balance. So I will take time to try to compress Forty years of my thinking into hopefully something coherent for those not in the dance of the Soloist.

First I must mention that which I draw inspiration, " The Secret Language of Birthdays ". It's a big book you can get it at Barnes & Nobles for about $40. Eeek, $40 some of you bawk. Well that just goes to show you that you are not an Astologist. I am so I gladly bought the book.

The title is the day of my birthday, May 14th. The mediation for the day reads, "study the Past,live the Present,prepare for the Future". As a precient I have to be continously mindful of these things. I tend to be slightly out of phase with the times and not always in step with the cultural mind space. Thus my having to Divine the portent of my content for those less inclined to do so. That's ok at this age believe me it's Not the first time that I've had to Explain myself. It's tiring but not unique. In fact it's rather rote.

Today the 26th of September is the Day of Patient Practice. How ironic. But even moreso is the meditation, "Our revered teachers can bite, too". When I first read the meditation it was lost on me. Yet as I write this blog it becomes fully clear. Basicallly it says,"Wayne don't bite thier heads off if They don't understand you. All things take time." So in taking heed from the God Thoth that guide my thumbs across the screen of this iPod that I'm typing on. I will be patient with my audience at large. I won't tuck my head in the shell.

I was watching "The Soloist", starring Jamie Foxx and Ironman. Question: When did white boys start to look sexy? Downey the grey was attractive, papa. Anywho... The moral of that story was there's an unspoken gift within the dignity of loyalty in friendship. True Friendship is Eternal. Amen... because a moment can last a lifetime, amen.

I am a Slave to Ritual. As a Taurus I love routine. It speaks of order. A routine is a pace. And a pace like a space or a blog has a rythm. It can not be disrupted. Yet it often is and one must now where he's tuned into to get that rythm back. That rythm is your own time and space. There's nothing better than your stuff.

So when I blog , you are now sharing that moment. What were you doing at 1:02 in the morning of the 27th of
September 2009, The Day of The Ambiguous Hero. I was writing. Dreaming,scheming,plotting and working towards my Castle in the Sky. Trible : The aryan boy took the elevator to the roof of his building. And walked out to the forest of Native America when Mahattan was Young, The Year 2169. The Generation of the Pheonix. ( something I'm working on).

Oh by the way if you haven't been aquaited with this man, GianCarlo Zema http://www.giancarlozema.com/. Then I suggest that you do become aquainted with him. He and I will be Chums.

My freestyle my throw you, A Navajo blanket traditionally contains an imperfection. But just like a Madea you'll grow to love it, as much as I do. Afterall babe I've got Moxie. That's a particular type of flavor. A bit esoteric.

Now I'm at an impasse... Should I say more ? ... Or have I addressed the overall tone...?

In Honor to Mercury's Retroperiod - The Time is July 9th, 1954

It is the Year of the Wood Horse and my building maintenance man Bobby was born. Now I don't know where or when. He's a very dark skinned black man. Seemingly from the South, perhaps Alabama or around there parts. He's not very educated, but he's a good man. Very helpful. A grateful soul.

I don't associate much with the people in the building that is my residence. I'm a writer, I'm reclusive by nature. A Gen-X trait. I am so sorry that a Woodstock Event did not happen. My apology. But looking at Juy 9th it is the Day of Wonder. Wonder Wayne. The meditation of the day is," The phrase 'I don't know' is important in any language." Bobby has the perpetual look of I don't know on his face. Yet he's always at the ready to smile. I believe he is happy. Astonishing for a man that doesn't know.

As I'm entering into the Waning years of this full moon. I think of the hermit of Death. The 9 card of the Major Arcana is the Hermit, who walks carrying a lantern and a stick; he represents meditation, isolation and silence. The card signifies crystallized wisdow and ultimate discipline. The Hermit is a taskmaster who uses conscience to keep others on thier path. The positive side of this card is the stick-to-it-iveness, purpose, profundity and concentration; negative meanings include dogmatism, intolerance, mistrust and discouragement. I think about Death.

Watching Grey's Anatomy tonight, George died they laughed. They laughed at Death. I suppose that's a good way of thinking about it. Stop think without emotion. Germany Jews, those bitches were put in the oven. The match was lit , the gas ignited and Hitler sang " Disco Inferno" with Tina's wig on. That's Flip Wilson funny. That's the Black guy threatening to send the Hispanic back to Mexico. After he gets exltrocuted his black babys mama with three says, " and he's from Columbia , Mexico has spoken. Madea. They buried the body in a deep hole in the basement. Then reached out to his family. Like a killer should.

Like even my brother knowing that his brother is a good Witch and would curse his killer justly. His sales pitch, "Just do it once and get it over with." then the curse to return to the Earth begins. Hell !!! = Hades.

Hades where Pluto took Persphone, through the spot on paradise Island where Wonder Woman Lives my Bride. Mother Earth. Wonder Wayne. That's the ride to Hell at Six Flags. If Woodstock occured this year I would have proposed to her at Woodstock 2009, The Apis Year of the Ox. The Year Africa-America told the UN. " Look Mutha fuckers, I can't be Peace Keeper by my Fuckin Self , ya'll got to help. Iran stop with the building of missiles, believe me , we'll get you before you get us. And Isreal that goes fo your asses to draggin yo' shit to your borders. They must have killed the Shaman before they sold Manhattan. Don't worry they fucked the Africans to. And Poor Jamal has to worry about life by himself.

Peace be Still, my Niggers !!!
We'll figure this shit out!
One day at a time, Peace be still.
Never succumb to hate, wait, wait, wait. Peace be still.
There's a Ryme there's a reason, every dog has it's season. Wait, peace be stil.
Love is the order of the day, don't frown , be Gay !
Peace be still!

That's the mantra riders keep in thier mind when they ride " Wonder Wayne ". The Nemesis of Wonder Woman. Her Husband. And the dark Earth electro magnetic love they make. She must be evil, to satsify his Lust. Dark Humor, it's an esoteric blend. They fight then they fuck. Alot like Nations.

Wonder Woman enters Feroz's chambers with out a word. Always on the perimeter. He notices, but he's busy. She finds a Big Arab Pillow by the window over looking the lake , Sitting on lake Erie in a smaller lakeside community outer than the great one in lake Superior, A tribute to it's designer Gian Carlo Zema. Master Jellyfish Designer. A gift to his beloved. Diana. As well as her throne adjacent to Mt. Ararat, His. She sits on the pillow opens her scroll. And places her pipe "Cancer" on the low crystal table next to her.

"what are you smoking?" he asked
" A chamomil blend " she says.
" Really" he says skeptically raising his eye brow .
She doesn't respond she simply unrolls her scroll and begins to read " the soul jellyfish".
After a while she lights the pipe. The odour intrigues him. Moving him to draw to her space. She hesitates as if not understanding why he's come over. Playfully she asks without saying "what?!"

He quizically looks back. "Here" she doesn't say.
"what do you think" he doesn't respond.
"okay you know I can't read your mind " she jokes. And moves
over.

She looks at her emerald engagement ring, given to her August 14, 2009. On thier way to Woodstock 2009, in her Invisable Plane. Arabic Design. A gift from him. MagiK . Manifestation.


" Erect the Soul of Jihad -The Soul Pole , the sole purpose of peace. Is Peace itself. That's the struggle.

For Even War, Must Rest In Peace

To Santo Antonio, from Saint Christoper

Cumpleanos Feliz. Happy Fortieth Birthday my departed Brother, Anthony Mahon. Today is my brother Anthony's 40th Birthday. Or would have had he been alive. He was the first of the quadruplets of '69 to fall. Like the Towers. At only 18. Virgo September 21st.

Today is The Day of Current Taste. Umm... The meditation for today is,"Beauty is not always something you must search for". I've come to find that beauty in having Brothers. Tomorrow my brother Keith turns Forty then in December my brother " Barack " , Rigoberto joins us. It should have been the four Kings are forty, but our ranks have a M.I.A. we pour libations in his memory. The memory of the fallen. San Anselmo another fallen comrade stolen from this Time and Space.

21, (2+1=3) , 3 is the number those born on this day are ruled by Jupiter. The planet of faith. My brothers birth card and my second karma cards are both the same, the Three of Clubs. The three of clubs is the card governing mental creativity, accompanied by worrying. It is also known as the Writer's card. Point of fact I emailed my transcript of " The Rooster Cries..." today, on my brother's birthday. No it wasn't planned. That's how we honor the dead thru achievement and contribution. These are the words that I Saint Christopher pass on to You.

"Leave the Earth richer by your passing"

Today is the beginning of The U.N. Assembly, I hope our leaders keep in mind the Divine US. Amen.

The Divine US

Hello Divine US , today is the Day of Perseverance, Mercury is in Retrograde which means a time to refelect. Stop and think. Remember: The hand is the map - the heart is the guide. Amen
This was the text that I sent out to family and friends today. A reminder. A ritual. A routine. A reminder of why I'm seeking to become an astrologer in practice as well as name. Staying in flow with the tide of the Universe. Today I felt the undertow. It was unsettling pleasant. It began by me going to Tekserv to get the info off of my now defunct apple. I needed the info so I could send off my draft of my book,"The Rooster Cries: Generation X". I had to make a sacrifice but it was worth it.
As a reward for my diligence I went out to a gathering of artist at a resturant literally next door. I promoted my book and Fabutron. It started shaky but I found my niche. The night ended watching the Mentalist on ABC. I'm not making strides in my business concerning money, but something much more valuable I'm building Faith. Faith in myself, faith in my business, faith towards an avenue of success. OMG!
As a Taurus I'm not very big about putting myself out there. I guess rejection is a reality that must be faced. This position of being CEO of Fabutron is really taking me out of my element. It's making me perform on the real world stage. As opposed to the security of a stage in a theatre. Thank God for being lost in the moment. I'm excited about what the future may hold now that I seem to be sitting in the copilots chair. It's scary but there's two of on the controls and if all else fails there's always autopilot. Life is Fun. Again.

September 18th New Moon
This New Moon in Virgo is extremely powerful, especially in the context of the Mercury retrograde period. This is because the New Moon conjuncts Saturn almost exactly, while Saturn is still in close contact with Uranus by means of their nearly exact opposition, bringing in the antithetical archetypes into contrast of conservatism versus freedom from prior conditioning. One idea (Saturn) is simply to stay the course and work within the existing paradigm, while the other (Uranus) is to move forward bravely into the unknown. Neptune in a similar degree of Aquarius is also in the picture, softening and idealizing the impact. Nonetheless, the contrast between these powerful archetypes is stark and uncompromising, so that integration is the challenge. Somehow the middle way must be found.

September 11, 2009 , The 8th Anniversary of the fall of the Twins

I quietly lament over the passing of the symbol of my Generation X, the Twin Towers. Like the twins I too am dead, H.I.V. medication just buys me extra time. So I tend to look upon the world now with a sort of detached reverence. I remember that " Time is the Fire in which we Burn ". That change is a part of time, change is the only consant in life. That by embracing change you are in tune with the pulse of eternity. God is eternal. Amen.

Maybe it's the city that I live in. Maybe it's because I simply think too much. However I feel at times that God is for the old. Perhaps because the old are more in touch with the notion of time than the young are. Perhaps it's because I now understand how secular the world is. How easily swayed by fads and propaganda. How rife the flock is amoungst the wolves. How few shepards there are to guard and lead them.

Rome is the mob. NYC is the mob. Keep the mob sedated is the prevailing political notion. God speaks to me though and says enlighten them. All is not lost. The mob is not lost, just turned this way and that within the maze of twisted notions. WWW should really stand for the world wild web for the confusion, but the technology is still young only forty years old. This being the information age ties right in with the new Aquarian Age and the concept of thinking. It's a call to elevate our collective conscious. Universal Consciousness the mission of Fabutron. My mission. I guess I am a leader, I wonder if it's by default. No accolades.

Twin Towers, I miss my youth. What I really mean is youths ignorance, it is bliss afterall. I'm still plenty young enough. Still vigorous, the fire of youth still burns at Forty. The fire though is used to forge. Forging a new business, forging new minds, forging new spirits, forging renewed faith. It's fatefull that this day the Eleventh is called the "Day of Dramatic Choice". How coincidental could it be that this atrocity was done on such a day with such a title. Divine portent. Divine action. Guardians Of Divinities Soul (GODS). That's how!! The days meditation basically says (L.M.A.O.) " laugh 'til it hurts- cry 'til you laugh".

We as a species stand on the precipice of the abyss of hope. The only way to cross the chasm is to be as light as a feather. To know the Art of Peace. Rest in Peace. God rests in Reason. God moves in Passion. Rest in Peace.

Panamanian Blood, American Heart the fruits of our Labor Day = $7 Obama Bucks $7 Lucky 7

The meditation of the day is " Everything happens Twice" sometimes thrice or more. I went out peddling my wares, my book , my business. I expected nothing but I got everything. I noticed that people in NYC walk with an air of disregard. Very feline in mannerisms. They'll see you and pretend that you're not there. Sometimes to thier own detriment. I suppose it's that need for solitude within a city that's so invasive. If it weren't for cell phones there wouldn't be much laughter in the streets. We should be happy as a people, and here's why.

A mere one hundred fifty years ago, we were still in the dark ages. There was no electricity for lights, let alone a plasma T.V. There were no toilets. So all of you mocha frappichino people would have to hold it for the great outdoors. The Mustang was really the mustang. The only stock Ford had was the wheel. All you black people were still slaves and all you white people given some good nutrition
to lengthen the bone was still barely one step up from poor white trash.

In the carribean Calypso was more than a dance it was "Satan 'im self". In the desert regions life was more parched then, than Dubai is now. The people from India were really just " The king and I". Feudal times in the Orient , War and Peace in Sybria. The anarchy of the world was halting. Pisces was beginning it's ascension thru the dark murky ages to break the still waters and emerge into the ether above. The Aquarian age.

From water (Pisces) feeling to air (Aquarius) thinking. Maturing on the face of Gaea. The world has gotten better, noticably. We are maturing as a species. There may be hope for us yet. Look around great efforts have been made to assure you some comfort. Look around is your food pleasing to the palette, señor.

Look around we once proud citizens of this here United States of America. Exiting the age of Pisces united, walking into Aquarius divided. Look around, thier are friends amoung you. Look around. The are neighbors that share your plight. There are many in the fight, look around. This applies to You, Dawg. Yes even the sun shines on yo' ass. So, look around.

Remember the Sixties, spread the Love. Namyo-Horeng-neyko. Pass the dutchie. As an artist I love the creative process. To get the vision in the mind to match the one in the brain. It takes time, patience, reflection. Water vs. Air a jihad of reflection. Mercury is in retrograde now. A time of reflection. Serendipitous transformations are occuring within.

Personally I'm sad to see some things go. Like the days of free t.v. Screw the cable guys I only watch from channels 2 - 11. 13 was mostly for Sesame Street. I miss the days of Sesame Street, tell Big Bird hi for me. See mom we missed Big Bird. I miss the World Trade Centers. But we Americans needed to check our galls for hubris.

I miss my Grandmothers and my two brothers gone from this earth. Vaya con Dios. On this day I even miss me. For I am changing, growing stronger everday in the peace that is Heaven sent. Grateful for the Rainbow after the Thunderstorm.

Very grateful to be Gay in America the spirit of '69. Life isn't black or white. Let the Earthsong play the chords upon the heart and walk light of foot. For we walk upon hallowed ground. The Divine ground of the divine Earth for the Divine Us. Species 69 , Terran. We are the lightening Gods we may live for only a moment but that moment strikes upon your heart forever. Back to the clouds we go. Some times the lightening does strike twice.

To my Big Sister Missy , Happy Birthday

On this day of unpredictable fate my sister Michelle was born some 46 years ago. As I'm meditating on the thought of "Thinking and Speaking are powerful predictive actions". A motto that I have to take to heart tomorrow Labor Day '09. Introducing the Obama Buck, which is an investment idea to attract supportors, investors of Fabutron. Which brings to mind Alexia Vanek... but I am diverging. So in building this business of Fabutron and working at Regal with my big sister Michelle. I'm appreciating my Virgo sisters efficiency again. It inspires the meticulous side of Taurus, spurring me to take the leap of faith to set up a table tomorrow and Push my book.

I have to admit of being very people shy. I don't like being on public radar. But I do like to be myself, truthful, honest, playful, wicked in repartee, and daring. But my nature is one of Temperance, peaceful. It's that sense of peace that I get being around sister. I hate working at that movie theatre on Court Street. Mostly because it is in doors. I secretly go out on the roof sometimes just to "breathe". The majority of the staff there are young. Makes me feel old sometimes, but thankfully wiser. Although there are a few Gay youth there, I am loath to being outed. It's really not important. What's important is that my sister is there to have my back. So I can slck at times and not have to worry.

I don't like working for other people. I adhere to a different clock. Where the time doesn't tick steady. Sometimes it's fast, sometimes it pauses, it races at times and one day it'll stop. But it's never steady. It's becoming a bit less erratic these days , where it seems to have a measured stroke but the blasted job keeps interferring. Except for today when mercury retrograded. I remembered that when I was falling asleep. Today I was rewarded with a day off, unexpected. Thank you FATHER ! Amen.

Thinking and Speaking are powerfully predictive actions indeed. There are no coincidents. I'm relaxing toting my Cancer and writing, doing what I love to do. My job in life is to Make A Piont. Literally and Figuretively. In between I just happen to put words, to break up the monotony of just ........ See. Point made !

That's the girl in me. My sister Michelle. Efficient, self-involved, repressed, overstressed energetic advanced perfectionist that I am. It's fucking exhausting. That feminine energy can wear a man out. Do you know how hungry I am at this moment and have wait until I finish writing before I can cook something. My mamas not here there's no one to serve me. My wife isn't even here. There's nothing prepared in the Frig. Fuck it i'll survive on the cannabis, my pen and my dream. Creation requires sacrifice. God here lies another starving Artist, prepare the feast I'm coming home. Amen.

My sister still looks like she should be carded at 46. I see I'm going to have to keep my bill to Ms. Oil of O'Lay current if a girl wants to keep up with ol sis. Oh fuck it I'll just smoke the cannabis. Dreaming of Gian Carlo Zemas Jellyfish 45 in the waters of Detriot. Forming a new Canadian American effort. A city in the lake that borders the two countries. Making the largest ice skating ring. Take speed skating to a new level I think. Stunts!!

Bring a little of The Med into our own backyard. Possibly with a nuclear facility far below ground. Energy we in the west are now collectively smart enough to uderstand responsibly. It's sound and proven technology that you can learn at DeVry. We need solutions , wouldn't be something to take the elevator to you building up to the roof and step out onto a new Earth. Teeming with life. Wild horses , wild buffalos, Eagles and Falcons soaring strong through the skies. Deer as large as Cadilacs. Back to the times of the Druids. Trees , Trees larger than the Twins, Treez Joyce.

Bond metal with wood and create trees larger than life. She touches the sappling and a sequoia is birthed. Perhaps then is when Angels will be born.

Woodstock , Happy 40th Birthday

Happy 40th Birthday Woodstock. I say birthday because on those historic three days in August of '69 the spirit of a new generation was born. Some of those children born would be infused with the spirit , some merely colored by it but all would be a testament to the freedom of the era.

I am such a child. Born in May of '69 it would take 36 years before the spirit of the Artist would take hold. The spirit of living life authentically, unhampered by expectations. Unfettered by dogma and preconceptions. Of maturing yet being able to let the child within lead the way,"a child shall lead them". To let innocence rule and not the cynicism of " growing up ".

The flower children unintentionally, guided only by spirit were forging ahead to that undiscovered country of peace, love and spiritual fulfillment that was foreign to the generation that they were leaving behind. But would resonate into generations to come starting with my own, Generation X.

Despite the previous decade of civil unrest, the unsavory taste of war, the fiscal downturn and the lack of political leadership. They banded together thru the gift of art to bring the light. A lesson the country still hasn't learned well enough as throughout the nation art programs in school have been essentially deemed unneccesary. Art the gift to mankind. The gift that moves the soul.

Many have tried to recreate the event. Many have failed. Woodstock can be best compared to chicken soup. Easy enuff to recreate, but remembering that each bowl has it's own essence. And like at the country fair the bowl that has the best kick wins the blue ribbon. In thier attempt to recreate Woodstock they forgot it's essence. I would dare say that avarice made the decisions. They didn't know light the candle, ring the bell, open the book. They didn't know magic and the spirit that it calls forth.

It was magic that called forth the spirit of Woodstock '69. A magic that an astrologer knows intimately. Astrology at the time was the undercurrent within the flower child / hippie culture. Case and point the song at the time was "Aquarius, let the sun shine". Now before one starts to think of magic as the hocus pocus of lore , let me derail you immediately. I'm speaking of the magic of the spirit. We as a people speak of spirit but do not , KNOW spirit. We say," his spirit is broken", " she was moved by the spirit", " his spirit has left him".

But do you " remember the spirit " , specifically yours. Do you live " true to the spirit ". To many the spirit is simply too foriegn a concept to fathom. Akin to the metaphysical , calculus, nuclear physics and lumped into the category of " too much to wrap my brain around". When you think of spirit, harmony should come to mind. Harmony is associated with peace, "Rest in the spirit".

It was this harmony of spirit that allowed a generation to be loose. " Let it all hang loose". To go with the flow even though the event was " poorly" planned. They went there with the idea of fellowship, botherhood , Robin and all his merry men. Knowing that the journey was more important than the destination.

It is imperative that the Generations to come are taught the value of remembering thier spirit. To know though we may all walk upon the same road. That there are some paths each man Must walk alone. Be true to your Ptah / path. Then perhaps this nation will start to understand it's true wealth is in it's people.

Peace, love and happiness I call upon the spirit of '69 to usher in a new age. May the Golden years of Woodstock be a gateway to the prosperity of enlightenment to the spirit. One Love.

The Day of Dangerous Quest to The Guiding Light

Today I find myself at an odd crossroads. The past, the present and the future. It also happens to be our presidents birthday, happy 48th Barack.
In trying to build this business of mine, Fabutron, I feel that I'm stumbling without falling. In fact I'm within my own version of retrograde.
I have three stumbling blocks. One is the motorcycle that I have seemed to have rescued but now have to pay $3500 for to salvage. Two is a new Apple computer that is necessary to the functioning of my business, I'm currently using my iPhone to type this blog. Third is the rent that I'm currently behind that I used to fund my business.
I tell myself not to panic, just be methodical and things will workout. However I can't help but feel some trepidation.
"Nothing worth doing comes without risks".
I wonder if I'm up to the task. If I'm mindful enuff, to carryout my plans. Doubts are many, but hope is paramount. It is in times like this recession that our mettle is tested, individually and nationally.
I can't help but wonder how many other Americans are in this boat. Then the answer comes, thousands if not millions. And though it offers little solace, I find the answer to my problems in one word, courage.
It is in times like this that our virtues rise to the top like the proverbial cream.
Courage in times that are bleak. Courage in times of stress. Courage in times if hopeless dispair. Courage from the depths of one's very core to weather the storms that rage around the Divine Us.
It is in these times that we must also turn to faith and all the strength that it had to offer. Looking no further than that one step ahead. Trying not to falter.
Looking towards that guiding light when you partake in that dangerous quest. It is the stuff of heros. It is the stuff that had made this country great. It is the greatness within the Divine Us.
Courage, faith, hope , virtues that make the human condition one that can be admired dispite all of our shortcomings.
Look within to find that Divine you, there you will find God, smiling.
Happy 48th Birthday President Obama.

The Day of Magnetic Desire 2009 : Unleash the Pheonix, Taurus Earth Rooster. Welcome to the Divine Ground.

 I am the point at which two lines intersect 7/6/2009.

Meditation, to reflect, contemplate to take a Pause. All these things I did today while accomplishing a great deal since 11:30 pm 7/5/2009. It is now 3:29 pm July 6th, 2009. I've been up since 2:30 in the afternoon yesterday.  I went to work at the Regal theatre on Court Street, go off one job and come home to continue another. Energy Is Amazing. I've eaten about Six times since 11:30.  At 7 am I had a formal breakfast and met Rosita a fellow  '69 Rooster. Gemini- Cancer cusp. June 25th. Whose Meditation is " The most amazing place you will ever be in your life us where you are right now". How prophetic... For Today amiss the Din of activity I Redecorated my Apartment.  I credit that to the Female energy within me. Uplifted by the King.  King and Queen of Spades. A powerful combination that once graced my life spread and is ever within me, connected in the "Web of Life". The fibre of my Spirit. That was my gift at 37 to be blessed with the King and Queen of spades within my Life Spread. I wonder If I could incorporate those thoughts within a game of Spades. King and Queen Trump.  At 40 I'm now a Jack and Deuce of Spades. The Spiritual Initiate working together. Fabutron becomes more of a Reality. The Jack which I am, is shouldering the position of King with Regality. No Vulgerian ways. Michael Jackson born on The Day of Structure Action, whose meditation: "As has been said, 'We have met the enemy - and he is Us' ".   He was born under the Life card,  10 of Hearts. Planetary Ruling Card, 10 of Diamonds.  Tens represent success in hordes. Hearts, success with the public or in the arts, many social commitments, party. Diamonds a large sum of money, not necessarily yours. Landing in the year of the Earth Dog [ GOD ] bourne of the Divine Ground.  It was today that I mourned and Prayed for Michael Jackson's resurrection. From a "Scream" (Death)  to His "Earth Song"  (Resurrection) His Ascent to the Divine, to touch glory then plung like the Banshee into the Fray. Clanging Shield's with Feroz as He leads in the song of the Banshee's.  Wailing, " In this World ", Moby. White Hot !!! Unleash the Pheonix ... The Rooster Cries.  This is How I remember Michael the Most. As a Child. At 35 still innocently in his Truth. There's Innocense in Truth.  He was ruled under the Major Arcana of the Priestess the 2nd card. Bethroned impenetrable in calmness. Being of the Spirit she reveal hidden forces and secrets , empowering others.  Ying: Silence, intuition, reserve and discretion. Yang: Secretiveness, mistrust, inde=ifference and inertia. On his day there's a synopsis, which I encourage one to read (Secret Languange of Birthdays, goldschneider).  I began to pay homage by playing ," They Don't really care about Us". Wish you were there, in my mind as I brought the King, the Cherub Angel back to Life. "Sacral Nirvana", Buddha Bar 3. Jamet Got her wings that day. I met Michael back down on the Battlefields. White Hot !  Clashing My Shield of Faith against His shield of Success. Thunder Clap. Heaven collides. Unleash the Lightening Guardians Of Divinity (GOD)s. Bring the Rain.  I am loath to show this picture if it doesn't so illustrate a point so near and dear. As Artist we are always at the center of ridicule no matter how distasteful.  Always a Jihad between Derision and Respect.  This shot should have been in "Hangover". The Virgin Sleeps in the Year of The Divine Earth Ox. From Divine Ground to Divine Ground. Dust to Dust. I miss you Michael. Say Hello to my brother Anselmo, give him a hug and a kiss from his Big Brother. My Brother was a Rooster also. Metal Rooster '81. The good always die young.  Michael will be guided to his quarters in the mansion of our father, by none other than my Elmocito, standing by my brother's side. Elmo my chow chow died Dec 5th, 2006. As Black as Space itself.  There's Elmocito !

There's Michael and Bubbles

There's Wayne and Elmo. WE, the Divine Us.

In life thier are no coincidences. When you are separated from your community, be it Gay or SuperStar, One seeks the kind of simple love that comes from animals and children. Michael was above reproach. Yes he had his demons, but all Angels do. 

I prayed...

The word prayer us applied to atleast four distinct procedures - petition, intercession, adoration contemplation.

Petition is the asking of something for ourselves. Like having a play date between my niece Ambria (11) and my nephew Rashaun (8) with Radiance and Rosebud. Please, Mrs.Obama, Ambria asks. 

Intercession is the sdking of something for other people. Like Global Unity and Love, 13 - Generation X. 

Adoration is the use of intellect, feeling will and imagination in making acts of devotion directed towards God in his personal aspect or as  incarnated in human form. Like the resurrection of an Angel or Messiah. 

Contemplation is that condition of alert passivity, in which the soul lays itself open to the divine Ground within and without, the immanent and transcendent Godhead. 

Like Serendipitous Transformation... ( Huxley / Mahon )  

Emerging from the Divine Ground, Michael will be resurrected, wings afixed. Singing his Earth Song with the Old face of the Michael that we knew Black, not white. Crowned by locks of the Divine. Jubliant. Amen