Again, I’m taking the timing of this event from a CTV News report on the day. It doesn’t take an experienced eye to see that there was a lot of tension being displayed in the press conference after their 90 minute meeting. When you couple this event with the previous post, you can see that the tables are turned, and Trump doesn’t like it.
Obama is clasping his hands together again, and Trump is downward ‘steepling’. The obvious discomfort is extreme.
The meeting has only one inconjunct: between the Sun and Uranus. So, on its own, this is a fairly innocuous event. However, the Mars in Aquarius in the 12th House (unconscious) must have been conjunct the Ascendant for the hour or so before. That’s an aggressive placement for Mars, and echoes Trump’s Mars in his own birth chart.
How the Meeting Affected Trump
OK. Now we see what’s really going on in Trump’s mind. There are at least two Yods: the ‘event’ Ascendant and the Moon are pointing at Trump’s Ascendant/Mars conjunction; and the ‘event’ Sun and Pluto are pointing at Trump’s Uranus. Not quite as powerful as the ones in Obama’s post, but just as threatening to Trump, who likes to think that he’s way smarter than everyone else in the room (the ‘event’ Ascendant inconjunct Trump’s Mercury). And the ‘event’ Neptune being inconjunct to Trump’s Pluto would have made him defensive against any and all perceived threats, too. He was going to come out swinging, for sure. But it meant that from this moment on, he knew he was up against the combined forces of the Establishment.
Remember, nothing is as it seems. The “White Hat” is sitting uncomfortably on the yellow head.
Of course, this wasn’t a walk in the park for Obama, either:
Meeting the Ex-Presidents on January 7, 2009 @ 11:51 am
I’m taking my cue for the timing of this event from a Reuters report written that very morning. The private meeting between Bush and Obama would have been for about 30 minutes, ahead of the press conference.
Putting Their Best Faces Forward
They all look happy enough, don’t they? But looks can be deceiving. Body language says that at least two of them were uncomfortable. George H W Bush, on this end, was said to have been sweating profusely. Jimmy Carter, at the other end, kept leaning away from the others, with his right hand in his pocket, as if not wanting to be there.
Even Barack Obama showed signs of protecting himself, by having his hands clasped together in front of his private parts. Only George W Bush and Bill Clinton looked at ease. Hmmm.
This chart tells a totally different story. The Yod pointing at Saturn (built from the Ascendant and Neptune both inconjunct to it) shows that something went on behind the scenes which has to do with government “control”. At the same time, the Moon is inconjunct to Pluto, so this is a “threat” of an emotional nature.
The reason I’m even looking at this event today is because David Wilcock broke down in tears when relating it in his live presentation on YouTube, Wednesday night. It struck me that David’s loved one, his wife Elizabeth, has been similarly threatened if David doesn’t ‘play ball’. That’s why they’re hiding out now.
This is How it Affected Obama Personally
Look at all those inconjuncts! The Yod that was pointing at Saturn in the first chart is now pointing directly at Obama’s Mars. And the Moon and Mercury in Obama’s chart are now pointing a Yod at the ‘event’ Pluto. Scary stuff.
Did you ever wonder why Barack Obama went from crusading knight to stern father of the country? I did, at the time of Obama’s inauguration, wondering in an email to a friend whether something had changed him. Now we know what it was.
It’s a thorny issue for most folk. “If I lived before, how come I can’t remember?”
(Cue: “The Twilight Zone” opening sequence.) “Imagine if you will living in a world where everyone remembers exactly who they are, what they once were, and how they will become their true selves in the future. Welcome to enlightenment.”
Seemingly, this is the Kingdom of Heaven, as promised by Jesus.
But it isn’t some far off place, it’s within each one of us.
During my very first past-life regression, I ‘imagined’ myself swimming in a stream of pure, clean water. Then I emerged (somewhat like this image) to a new situation, living as a fur trader with some Native Canadian people. In some ways, I thought I was making it up, by wanting desperately to believe that I was Pierre-Esprit Radisson.
I didn’t trust what I ‘saw’.
Part of that distrust came from the fear of cryptomnesia (“hidden memory”): taking something I’d read about or seen and re-spinning it in my own way, like Bridey Murphy.
But, looking back some 40 years later, I can still ‘see’ the scene, through my own eyes.
(The Wheel of Life image at the beginning of this post is a stylized horoscope. It comes from a page on reincarnation by the Theosophical Society of England. Check it out.)
My work with birth and death charts has yielded an unexpected bonus: proof of prior lives, but especially of the one I fondly call my original “Rolling Stone”, Radisson.
I was looking back on this post last week because one of my correspondents challenged me to discuss if I’d ever researched my own past lives. (Well, haven’t I?)
The links between Radisson’s birth chart and my own are too strong to be ‘just a coincidence’. His life and mine are inextricably connected. We are “One”.
According to Wikipedia: In physics and chemistry, the law of conservation of energy states that the total energy of an isolated system remains constant; it is said to be conserved over time. This law, first proposed and tested by Émilie du Châtelet, means that energy can neither be created nor destroyed; rather, it can only be transformed or transferred from one form to another.
Doesn’t that make sense?
In much the same way, life is never created nor destroyed, either. We live on, to fight another day. We continue to grow in each new and better way.
I have often said, “Just because you don’t believe something, doesn’t mean that it won’t happen.” (Slightly paraphrased, here.) In other words, you can blindly stumble through your life, from one crisis to the next, blaming others for your circumstances, or you can take responsibility for the training of your soul, and work with your life as it is now.
King Solomon says in Proverbs that there is nothing new under the sun.
For thousands of years, life has been teaching us the same lessons over and over. Through war and peace; through rags and riches; through stories of hope and of despair; through tragedies and failure that end in triumph and success…
The lessons are simple, as simple are the values that originate them: Courage, Perseverance, Faith, Love, Truthfulness, Decision, Good Stewardship, Happiness…
Also, be extremely careful with what you think and how you think it. “As a man thinks, so is his life”, says the Bible. Like attracts like. Fear, Worry and Hate attract more fear, more worry and more hate, in all its manifestations. Positive thinking attracts positive things.
Countless sages of the ages have tried to convey these messages and lessons in different ways and formulas.
From Pythagoras to Plato; from Dante, to Da Vinci and Goethe; from Bacon to Shakespeare; from Emerson to Prentice Mulford; from Joan D’Arc to Helen Keller; from Ben Franklin to Abraham Lincoln… But we just keep ignoring them, and making the same mistakes…
Obviously, I ‘borrowed’ this avatar image from the internet, but only because I cannot find an ‘exact’ copy of the look of the woman that introduced herself to me in my dreams this morning. She is a personal assistant to an entrepreneur, whose restaurant I visited between 6:30 and 8:00 this morning. She said her name was Diana, and asked me what I do. I told her I was a writer, and promised to write about her today.
Having fulfilled my promise, I will now bring this post to a close.
This is the second film in the series, but it’s the first one that I saw in the cinema.
The photography was so crystal clear, and the scenery, Byzantine: what more could a fella want? Girls? There’s plenty of them, too. (Shame about the cat fight, though.)
I watched this film last night, for the first time in years. My, how things have changed. Sean Connery would never be allowed to slap a woman around, in this day and age.
And the extras in the film look like up-and-coming actresses, or (more likely) film executives’ wives, especially on the train. One woman walked through the train corridor and I could have sworn I’d seen her some place before (other than in this movie). Most of them would probably be dead by now, anyway.
Rick Deckard has vanished. The notorious Blade Runner has been missing since 2019 when he and Rachael escaped from the authorities, and in the process, also avoided the economic and social downfalls of the early 2020s. It’s now 2049. Replicants are now closer to humans than ever before, and Blade Runners are still used to “retire” the older models that went into hiding from the notorious “Blackout” of 2022. In Deckard’s place, “K” has taken the mantle of Los Angeles’ top Blade Runner. However, his world turns upside down when he discovers a box. (IMDb)
In the box are the remains of woman, who has died during childbirth. The tree that she was buried beside has the numbers 61021 scratched into the bark near the ground. This triggers K, as he has a childhood memory of a toy horse with those same numbers on it.
Because he is a replicant, he knows that the memory was implanted, but was it really?
He begins to suspect that he might be the dead woman’s “miracle” child. Upon further research, he discovers that two children were born on that day, June 10, 2021. The female was listed as deceased, the boy was sent to the orphanage, hence the memory.
He has to find out the truth, so he visits the memory lab.
(These two clips have reduced sound, so you may need to turn the volume up slightly.)
The rest of the movie centres around Officer K’s search for Rick Deckard to discover the truth about how a replicant was able to give birth to a baby. He even goes back to the orphanage, only to find that the written records for 2021 have been ripped out of the log book. Then he finds the wooden toy, exactly where his memories showed it to be.
Finally, he catches up with Deckard, and after a knock-down, drag ’em-out fight, they discuss what happened thirty years before.
Then, all hell breaks loose, and K has to rescue Deckard from the authorities. In the end, he reunites Deckard with his long-lost child. Then Officer K lays down and dies, in an echo of the original, “Tears in Rain”.
I seem to be a little slow on the uptake. This cover from Newsweek is from seven-and-a-half years ago. I got the image in my dream last night. Was this an answer to my previous post or is it a hint as to what may occur this November?
The sequence was strange, to say the least: starting at the last letter of the alphabet, the viewer had to make a double connection for each letter of the alphabet, working backwards until they reached ‘A’. I went through several iterations of this process, each time being interrupted in my sleep, until, finally, I was able to get through the procedure from beginning to end (or, more accurately, from the end to the beginning).
The ‘second coming’ part is hinted at by having two connections for every letter.