(I just discovered that Jupiter in my natal chart is conjunct the fixed star Praesepe, in the star cluster "the Beehive" (NGC 2638). Traditional sources consider this cluster "malefic" and a bad omen. Chinese astrologers, however, call it "the spirit of ancestors". I decided to ask the Siberian man about it.) We met on the… Continue reading Thirty-Eight
I was on a night sea, in a narrow boat with the Siberian man. I saw a star shining bright on the horizon. "Is that Jupiter rising?" - I asked, but he didn't reply. "I wonder what I am supposed to do with myself. When I live in the outer world, I soon feel so… Continue reading Thirty-Three
And we jumped. We were falling, falling, falling into darkness. Sometimes I saw roots of plants, sometimes I smelled soil. When we landed, we were in a night forest.
I enjoyed watching the horses roaming about, they were beautiful, powerful and free. Then one of them slowed down and came towards us. We stood up. "Come" - said the skinless man, and we took the horse, and off we went, running with the rest of the herd, racing with the winds, on top of the oceans... it was thrilling, intoxicating.
We started to fly upwards, spiralling around the tree; higher and higher, until we felt surrounded by water, as if diving. But it was calm only for a minute, then we started to whirl, and we were rocking more and more fiercely... suddenly, we found ourselves in a large boat or ship. The old woman was sitting there, waiting for us.
I was lying on my back, staring at the sky above me. I saw some spots of light shooting by, they looked like fireflies, except the bee who was flying very close to me. Then I realized they were not fireflies but stars, and that even though it felt like we were hardly moving at all, we were in fact gliding so fast the stars seemed to leave a trail on our breaths...