Short fiction and poetry author in Honolulu, Hawaii.
The Great Stone Face
The Sabian Symbol for the 29th degree of Pisces is The Great Stone Face. I was recently researching the Sabian Symbols of the degrees of Pisces as Saturn has just entered this watery sign. Sabian Symbols are a set of 360 phrases, one phrase for each degree of the zodiac, intuited and recorded by medium Elsie Wheeler and astrologer Marc Edmund Jones in San Diego, California in 1925. When I picture this Great Stone Face, it gives me pause. It's quite an ambiguous image.
I'm hearing a great deal of talk about children's safety in society from a multitude of politicians across the United States. While this may sound like a perfectly appropriate and meaningful concern for any politician, I know that nothing these people do is done with sincerity. I know that these particular politicians don't actually mean what they say, even as they watch their own children find themselves in harm's way. This filth of political lip-service rises to my ears like an audible stench, and I am done listening to the cacophony of hollow care and concern for the innocent. This is vile, and I, Iuno, Regina Deorum, sentence the words of these politicians to death.
There's magic in meditation. We've been taught to believe magic is that fantastical display of lights shooting from wands while wizards and witches shouting Latin-esque phrases. But real magic is less of a show and more of a feeling, an awakening to the subtler energies that are all around us and a stepping into the flow of Universal energy. Meditation provides access to this flow.
Fungi! Nebulo! Sceleris plenissimi! These are but a few Latin words that I feel best express the deep and ever-growing outrage that I, Iuno, Regina Deorum, feel for the current state of American politics and the plight of the American people. The Senate promises democracy while simultaneously disenfranchising the People by exchanging representation for money from corporations. Did I get that right? And while there are plenty of individual politicians I could read to filth, it is your bicameral system, this Democrat vs. Republican thing that you have, that I most detest. I have a special message for each party. And let me be clear from the very beginning: both of them reek like Roman toilets.
The Good Freaks
Dear Corporate Freaks of America, Are you high? I ask this in all sincerity and with the utmost respect because I simply can't wrap my head around what a shitshow the American workplace is today. After graduating from university, it didn't take long to see just how perverted corporations in America treat the workplace and their employees. I'd heard about the drudgery of minimum wage jobs, like fast-food service, and I always assumed those jobs sucked because of the work itself and the small paycheck, but I was wrong. These jobs suck because of you, Corporate America, and your belief in keeping workers at arm's length, treating them like potential threats to your security. What the hell?
There Is No Normal
The last few years have been like a snowball rolling down a mountainside. It started out slow, and gradually picked up speed and momentum, until it was flying down the mountain with a force I'd never felt before. This was my long-awaited moment of full and total re-integration, the culmination of years of painstaking emotional and mental work with the help of two different therapists, a psychiatrist, and my own dedicated self-work. A 14-year-long clinical depression, with a lifetime of anxiety, were coming to a close.
It was when I finally said, "Enough." I was finishing my bachelor's degree and had just turned 29. After a nearly ten-year-long battle with mental health issues, I was, at last, getting on with my life, or so it seemed. I was eager to leave behind my struggles with mental illness and just live. And I'd made so much progress already. The fact that I was finishing my degree was evidence of that.
Night of the Heathens
It was our senior year of high school with only a month to go before graduation. One of my closest friends at the time was a girl named Kay. We'd known each other since the fourth grade and had been friends ever since. We bonded over a similar wacky sense of humor, Super Mario games on SNES, and What Lies Beneath with Michelle Pfeiffer.