Siriusly tho?

November 27, 2020

Siriusly tho?

This is a perfect symbol of Sirius, the Black Dog, being in the middle of Cancer (The Moon) verse the Sun (Leo, the Lion-Cub, aka: Ra, Sol, Helios, etc.).

The ending of the first Arc of the Zodiac (Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer), the first four elements; and beginning of the next progression in triplicity (Leo, Virgo, Libra, and Scorpio); before moving on to the third and final. Each of these endings and new beginnings resolves itself into Water, and is reborn in Fire (Scorpio/Sagittarius next, and then Pisces/Aries which re-begins the wheel). Each time we progress Fire, Earth, Air, Water…

It is actually said that when Ra was in the underworld he merged with Osiris, god of the dead (and rebirth, as it were). Did you know that the goddess Isis, wife of Osiris, is also a goddess of the Sea (whose tides are swayed by the Moon)? Funny enough, both she and Mother Mary have been known alternately as the “Star of the Sea.” And Isis…did you know, she is sometimes represented by the Scorpion? From Wikipedia: “Her reputed magical power was greater than that of all other gods, and she was said to protect the kingdom from its enemies, govern the skies and the natural world, and have power over fate itself. “

She and Osiris were both “descended” from Ra. Not to go Inanna on you, but…that's another worm-hole in this yin/yang

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Oh, did I not mention that Isis and Osiris are closely associated with Sirius? As is the constellation of Orion. I could get deep into Mythologies of BLAME, but I think that would be missing the point…a little too rooted in the human ego, who would balk over the incest, betrayals, violation, and bloodshed. And we should: balk, bark, and buck… and shuck obsolete patterns… But we must also understand something very important: Universe, as in Uni, as in One. The Verse, Versus itself. A Set... is just a group of numbers, a piece of the puzzle. Oft banished, excluded, or left out of the equation entirely. Do you see? Do you catch my drafty drift? Binaries vanishing? No? Or, Yes?

Maybe...

Source has been shattered into a complex schism, a googleplex of pieces, which we piece back together.

To/get/her. Peace. Algiz. ☮ What I’m trying to say is that, just like an Ouroboros…? We are often our own downfall. The downward arc. The pendulum…forms a curve. A learning curve.

The thing about INTUITION (a word resembling “hidden wealth” as a Butterfly Effect helped me to realize) is that you have to bring it *full circle* or you will lack the whole *ARC* of the story. You know what else you will lack? Me. Us. Until *U* “come around”…

O, I C. DoOo U? <—(Shapes, in Case naught. Also sounds.)

Eye of Ra, Eye of Horus.

Teardrops in my Left Eye.

(Wikipedia on Ammit:)

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[“In the Hall of Two Truths, Anubis weighed the heart of a person against the feather of Ma'at, the goddess of truth, which was depicted as an ostrich feather (the feather was often pictured in Ma'at's headdress). If the heart was judged to be not pure, Ammit would devour it, and the person undergoing judgment was not allowed to continue their voyage towards Osiris and immortality. Once Ammit swallowed the heart, the soul was believed to become restless forever; this was called "to die a second time". Ammit was also sometimes said to stand by a lake of fire. In some traditions, the unworthy hearts were cast into the fiery lake to be destroyed. Some scholars believe Ammit and the lake represent the same concept of destruction… Ammit was not worshipped; instead, she embodied all that the Egyptians feared, threatening to bind them to eternal restlessness if they did not follow the principle of Ma'at.”]

Well Dammit Janet. At the Nile Delta, call it; Delta Nile. Or D-Nile for short. Sit your assets down and take notes (Auset meaning “a seat” or “throne.” You’ll have to take Seat D, tho, because it’s all that’s Left. Assigned according to the application you submit: D-Seat, for now.) See it, yet?

Have you ever thought about the word deranged? As in, out of range? As in the range of a mathematical function? As in: cast out; or outcast. Asymptotes…as in Asymptomatic. Symptoms, a word relating also to…: Assumption. A-symptomatic: It actually doesn’t strictly mean you aren’t ill (with illusions), tho. You could be, too, despite showing no signs of being ill. But maybe nobody knows where the symptoms begin or end. Just like assumptions... & You know what they say about ASS & U & ME:

The Golden Ass?

[From Ancient Greek σύμπτωμα (súmptōma, “a happening, accident, symptom of disease”), from stem of συμπίπτω (sumpíptō, “Ι befall”), from συν- (sun-, “together”) + πίπτω (píptō, “I fall”).] It’s not an accident, me putting that there. From Sun, meaning, “together,” and combined with “I fall”… In fact? The Sun in Libra is in its fall. And I don’t mean Autumn, but it does happen to be the Autumn Equinox. Funny how that just “happened”? Look twice: I’m not mean, I’m true. And I’m too nice to be nice. Nice with the word-play, you know? But I’m not playing, this time. I’m a Venus in Leo (Regulator), mutual reception with my Libra Sun. I want your attention, and I’m incensed at getting the short-end of the schtick, bottom-rung, crab-in-a-barrel (Moon in Cancer) Bull Shit each and every time we draw Lots. Call it the Taurus Moon above, but I feel like wrecking this damn China Shop. But I won’t. I love China too much. Awww, a little teacup look: And we're all Mad as Hatters, hear.

Do I sound de-ranged, or have you not been paying a damn bit of attention? This Dam Nation. Ouroboros, get it? 8 Lemniscates Ate their own tales. Asses: Dawn Keys. Eos! I mean, yes. I mean phosphorescent photosynthesis illumined. I’m not Illuminati, in case you wondered. And I dunno if they believe in illumination, or illumine not, but they do get a bit naughty (not unlike Me, truth bee told). I’m a survivor of the Nazis actually, but I digress. My mitochondria is pissed. I’ll flick off your Paper Clip and skip ahead of your Operations (to your sources) quicker than you can say: Ghost. BOO! Love the occult, but I’ll be the first one to put the blindfold on and feel into its essence.

My sword of truth penetrates deep, but it does not belong to me. If it did? I would never let you fall upon it. I love you all too much, and that’s why I built this art. I meant: Ark. No two-by-two this time. All R... 0 ‘K, Well—just—come. Get over being wrong, you dumb asses. Who wants to play Pin the Tale on the Donkey? Lucy first? I’ll step rite up, pup.

(...Shapes & Sounds; size me up...)

DUMB ASS: A “D” is half of an O, like a Diameter across it, same with U (but without the I). And B looks like a Butt. I cross your Tease, please, like a crucifix. B-U-Tea, full. M like double U, upside-down. Or… Maybe a V? x3 &... Trapped between two walls. (Ehwaz, my voice is getting Horse, playing around). V: For vector, vagina, violation, and vendetta. Oh, Ass, of You, and Me: I wrote this back in 2010, so get lost and find yourself. Moonchild, we all live in a Mirrour. Ruorrim. Roar, I’m Done. Rim of Oblivion: We in this B. Um, sum dumb Wombman was Eye. “But don’t you know, not a game new under the Sun? Everything I did has all ready been done.” Don’t. Push. Me. Cause. I’m. Close. To. The. Edge. I’m. Try. Ing. Not. To. Lose. My. Head: CAPITULATIONS.

Inguz Things. Pallas Athena.

As Miss Lauryn Hill says,
“You might win sum,
But you really lost: One.
What a Bum-bumm.”

Wikipedia:
[In *The Golden Ass* Isis says "my one person manifests the aspects of all the gods and goddesses" and that she is "worshipped by all the world under different forms, with various rites, and by manifold names.”]

Isis is is…is…is…?
Three SerpentsSs of Wisdom, two who tell their truth, and one who tells lies.

...a blosSsom...

But the flower is she who follows all 3, to become the fourth prize: 4D (course of action). Like a prism of light. That’s time; for the uninitiated. And they call it that, because to understand it? You have to look back and laugh. 4 D’s make a lemniscate after all, or the number 8. Oro? O.O

Don't let my Truth bite you in the Ass. Or do.

Now… Ate that an itch? Well, life’s a beach. Why bring sand to the hourglass, it’s already made out of it? Just flip it over, look, and see. #Ampersand, (s)wish.

Like a seesaw, for real, you “guys” have been making me nautious. I mean nauseous. Like Jean-Paul. Jeanne d’Arc. Fuck off already. Cult of your own Balls. Castration, cut-off from the source, & all. Seamen included, and I don’t mean to be rude but Dam, Dude. Those guys got a ways to go. Ova Stand? It’s okay to stand under the stars, Sun, and Moon, too. Witches, I’m looking at you ("Men" too, with or without a womb).

Hope off that broomstick if you don’t like its trick? I didn’t think it was that hard, but I guess that’s why they call a Dick Rich? Was that why y’all stood by, during the Third Reich, getting your Men all erect about death camps? When they should have been left limp... Psh. Please, bish, I invented tight lips.

But they know me for being loose. I guess what’s good for the goose is still good for the gander? Loose just means I’m excited, fellas. I wasn’t trying to make yr Li’l guy slip and fall out… I mean off, the rotating rock. Like a rRr-Evolution. Some say it’s Flat. Like Tits and Wombs and Balls and Eggs, I guess. Eyes and bubbles blown from the hoops I jump through… Just to hear you hisSs at me. I forgot Cats don’t like Snakes. Funny how you hisSs then, huh? BisSsh.

Oh, very, clever. Love y’all. Get “over” your “selves” tho, too.
You’re your own worst enemies. Aren’t we all?
Chill, child, we all know it’s not your fault.

Did you hear the one about the Goose who laid a Golden Egg?
They kept trying to poach it.

I’m not kidding, wish I was, but.:.:.

Could y’all…
Shut the Fuck Up,
Occasionally, and pass the orb? Ball hog.
A clit is just a little dick after all.
And a dick is just an inside-out wannabe Birth Canal.
Longing for the source of its Essence.
Kn’ah Mean?
Who’s whom up in this Womb?
I’m actually not being cheeky, ass-face.
These are facts, in fact…
Our private parts don’t even develop until 7 weeks in.
So of course we over-lap our bits:

Ones and zeros? 1-0-1:

...7 weeks, that's...almost...
Two Moon Cycles, for those in the back.
Don’t mean to give you cataracts or a Heart Attack.
In that catacomb you call a dome (oh look, Ma, a sphere)
I meant, a home.

It’s just honeycomb, honey. Calm down.
Droplets…like your tears.
Round but flat, when they splat...
(Or shatter, as it were...
Forming into pools
Where they melt,
Can almost hear the ice breaking
A part into harmonic sounds...
Let it trickle down
Into your soul.)
I’m an inch-worm,
it’s how I get around.
An arch here, an arch there.
Back up the same way
As I came... Tip-toes.
"Until we reach the tip-top,
This is Hip-Hop"
"Her Infinite Power
Helps Organize People."
Some say I flip the script.
I say? Learn how to hold it.
You’ve got the Whole World
In your hands… But you see
Only the Man in the Mirror…
The message couldn’t be clearer:
Justice; the world’s not made of just us.
It’s that, and then Sum.
I hand you sum truths
With my own two hands…
A handsome demonstration
Of the beauty within you,
Which, after all, creates me.
And I you, see?
It’s not all about you,
That’s just greed…y
See;

Geometer moths:
We fly too close to the light.
It's an Icarus thing... But you...
We do it, that you might sSsee:
(the essence of a poor essene like me(eek))

From Wikipedia:

[Isis-Fortuna or Isis-Tyche she held a rudder, representing control of fate, in her right hand and a cornucopia, standing for abundance, in her left. As Isis Pharia she wore a cloak that billowed behind her like a sail, and as Isis Lactans, she nursed Harpocrates. At times she was shown resting a foot on a celestial sphere, representing her control of the cosmos. The diverse imagery sprang from her varied roles; as Robert Steven Bianchi says, "Isis could represent anything to anyone and could be represented in any way imaginable.” ... “Isis-Persephone with corkscrew locks of hair and a sistrum.”]

[Ancient mystery rites used a variety of intense experiences…
Such as nocturnal darkness interrupted by bright light and loud music and noise, to overwhelm their senses and give them an intense religious experience that felt like direct contact with the god they devoted themselves to. Apuleius's protagonist, Lucius, undergoes a series of initiations, though only the first is described in detail. After entering the innermost part of Isis's temple at night, he says, "I came to the boundary of death and, having trodden on the threshold of Proserpina, I travelled through all the elements and returned. In the middle of the night I saw the sun flashing with bright light, I came face to face with the gods below and the gods above and paid reverence to them from close at hand." This cryptic description suggests that the initiate's symbolic journey to the world of the dead was likened to Osiris's rebirth, as well as to Ra's journey through the underworld in Egyptian myth, possibly implying that Isis brought the initiate back from death as she did her husband.]

Did you know… Isis was known as “Mother of the God,” thought to have given birth to Horus…not unlike Mary. But who’s really the Queen!? Who’s really the King!? And between them, who’s better!? *Sigh*

Y’all don’t get it get it yet do you?

Late June, the Summer Soulstice…is actually the longest day of the year. Winter Solstice the shortest. That’s in the Northern Hemisphere, tho, but these roles are flipped in the Southern. The equinoxes, Aries/Libra, are those when day and night are equal.

The North Pole actually points directly to Polaris…opposite the Galactic Center.

Did you know July 4th happens around the Aphelion (when the Earth is furthest from the Sun), and New Years, January 1st, is close to the Perihelion (when the Earth is closest)? Cancer, likewise, rules the IC…Capricorn the MC (being of the 4th and 10th house respectively). Who we are inside, VS. how They see us. Ruminations on Dark vs. Light. The Soil we are planted in, vs. the Sunlight into which we grow. Those who harvest Us think they know…what it took to grow. Sow funny, that. Sirius is actually the brightest star in the night sky, conjunct the next brightest Canopus (they are conjunct at the middle of Cancer in our time)

I quote from Wikipidea:
[“Sirius A is about twice as massive as the Sun (M☉) and has an absolute visual magnitude of +1.42. It is 25 times more luminous than the Sun, but has a significantly lower luminosity than other bright stars such as Canopus or Rigel. The system is between 200 and 300 million years old. It was originally composed of two bright bluish stars. The more massive of these, Sirius B, consumed its resources and became a red giant before shedding its outer layers and collapsing into its current state as a white dwarf around 120 million years ago.”]

Canis Major, the Dog Star:

[In Sanskrit it is known as Mrgavyadha "deer hunter", or Lubdhaka "hunter". As Mrgavyadha, the star represents Rudra (Shiva). The star is referred as Makarajyoti in Malayalam and has religious significance to the pilgrim center Sabarimala. In Scandinavia, the star has been known as Lokabrenna ("burning done by Loki", or "Loki's torch"). In the astrology of the Middle Ages, Sirius was a Behenian fixed star, associated with beryl and juniper. Its astrological symbol:

In Chinese astronomy Sirius is known as the star of the "celestial wolf" (Chinese and Japanese: 天狼 Chinese romanization: Tiānláng; Japanese romanization: Tenrō; Korean and romanization: 천랑 (땐랑)/Tsŏnrang) in the Mansion of Jǐng (井宿). Many nations among the indigenous peoples of North America also associated Sirius with canines; the Seri and Tohono O'odham of the southwest note the star as a dog that follows mountain sheep, while the Blackfoot called it "Dog-face". The Cherokee paired Sirius with Antares as a dog-star guardian of either end of the "Path of Souls". The Pawnee of Nebraska had several associations; the Wolf (Skidi) tribe knew it as the "Wolf Star", while other branches knew it as the "Coyote Star". Further north, the Alaskan Inuit of the Bering Strait called it "Moon Dog".]

Wow, that’s really some co-ink-a-dink? Don’t you think?

[“In theosophy, it is believed the Seven Stars of the Pleiades transmit the spiritual energy of the Seven Rays from the Galactic Logos to the Seven Stars of the Great Bear, then to Sirius. From there is it sent via the Sun to the god of Earth (Sanat Kumara), and finally through the seven Masters of the Seven Rays to the human race.”]

A not-so-funny side note… According to one Myth, It is said Helen of Troy was the daughter of Nemesis, created when Zeus raped her. Nemesis did not wish to “mate” with Zeus and so had been shapeshifting to escape his pursuit. She transformed herself into a Goose, or Swan, in order to evade Zeus…but he pursued her anyway. And from this disharmonious union an egg was made and given to Leda (traditional mother of Helen). Helen: whose being lusted after started the Trojan War. It kinda makes you think….?

Helen of Troy is also the sister of Artemis and Apollo. Now… Bear with me for a moment (pun intended from the Greek Arktos), but what if we were to view myths as brother-and-sister concepts? As in conception, conceivably. Positive-and-Negative, like ions and isotopes of elements…protons, neutrons, and electrons? Also Myths are sooo much more (and less), but the point being? What if we don’t need to make an incestuous mess out of it, causing cognitive dissonance, and instead We look directly at the essence of the source? Together? To/get/her?

One thing’s for sure, as a cautionary tale:
Rape is violation, with a prolonged legacy of pain.
As in: Rape Culture.

One thing I find most interesting about our Time…is that Regulus, the fixed star most associated with Royalty has finally moved out of the anaretic degree of Leo (where it was at my Birth) and into 0 degrees of Virgo: The Virgin. The future Empress with her diadem of 12 stars. Maiden, Mother, and Crone. Co-ruled by the Earth and Mercury (with respect to decans, also perhaps Saturn and Venus). Virgin, related to the word “virga” meaning a “young shoot” as in a sapling, a switch, a wand, a (birth) canal, a channel.

From Proto-Indo-European *weys- (“to produce, procreate”) Related also to the root of Wicca: a sorcerer. Source? [Apparently from Proto-Indo-European *weyk- (“separate, divide, choose”)] Also relating to an entrance, as in an arch…perhaps?

Have you ever tried seeing your “enemies”…in a new way? A new...light? No? Well what’s right is right, but just remember that…no matter which direction you draw an Arc in? You’ll have to face what’s left, when bringing it full circle. You can walk right the whole time, and/or you can walk left. But as above, so below: If you catch my drift. The cycle continues.

Try it, oh wise ones… Trace your finger around a center point, and see just what I mean. No matter which direction you begin, you follow it along la-la-la the whole way, yes. But that’s not the whole story is it? When you come to meet your opposite: the end of where you began. Which is also its beginning. See, staring from the right side, counterclockwise: the top Arc goes left, only to sweep under, Right? And beginning from the Left? The bottom Arc goes Right, only to be swept up in what’s Left. Reverse it from either end, or from any point on the circumference, for that matter....if this is a fun trick to observe.

Back Words
For(e) Words
Oh my wards, Lord.

Direction is a funny thing, when thought of spherically.

Next step, we tesser the third power, but I digress.

I don’t mean to inter-fear with your narrative, my friends. But eye dew question why you have been unaware of your oversights. Undersight. Because truly, awareness…that is your war of words:

From Middle English aware, iwar, iware, ywar, from Old English ġewær (“aware”), from Proto-West Germanic *gawar, from Proto-Germanic *waraz (“aware, cautious”), from Proto-Indo-European *worós (“attentive”), from *wer- (“to heed; watch out”).

Do I worry you?

As Invincible says: “You don’t pay attention, Man, that’s why your power is the size of your attention span.”

Contemplate this as Apollo, god of “Archery” blesses this Sagitarrius season…

Apollo is also considered God of the Sun.
If you have trouble apologizing,
You may need to go stand under those rays.
At the temple of Delphi, it says:

1. Know thyself
2. Nothing in excess
3. Surety brings ruin[8]

More Re-Sources to come in just a moment's notice.

Caution: Work in Progress.

All of the work below contributed to these concepts and inceptions, none of which "belongs" to me... I don't really bee wanting to OWN things per se, in the first place, but that's just me. Artists gonna Art. When not busy swiping and capitalizing. Ooch, pooch. I said it, I meant it. Nevertheless...

Please be patient while I painstakingly attempt to document every potential cop-pee-rite clash, or simply follow the obvious threads... (hint most are from their respective Wikipedia pages, so make like a Wicca and knot/unite this XX/XY, or untie it as needed)