Its late. I’m restless. Today, the early hours of the 22nd lie dormant in darkness. I tried sleeping, lying on my back, trying to cool down the cells. According to the underground observatories, we’re supposed to hit the gravity trough in just a few, short hours. The gravity trough is the celestial speed bump that is being carved out by the Sun and its mysterious twin star, a binary brown dwarf with its own entourage of misfit worlds, flailing about in erratic orbits. Maybe it’s Niburu?
Sometimes when events are looming, major events I’m wound up and a little edgy. When 911 happened I couldn’t sleep a wink the night before. I fought with my girlfriend at the time. We went to sleep angry. When we awoke, the world had changed. I’ll never forget the words I spoke to her, “We’re fucked.” I don’t think she truly understood what I meant at that time.
I’m watching a film on Aryton Senna. Senna would have turned 52 yesterday if he were still alive. He was born on 3/21/60 in Sao Paolo.
Senna was born into privilege, but he never squandered nor abused it. In fact he was driven to use his wealth and his privilege as much as he was driven to be the fastest, formula one driver in the world and fast Senna was. What else would you expect from a man with a Sun at 0 degrees Aries and Mars in Aquarius in the first House? But while he lived his life on the edge on the track, there was a very different side to Senna. He was a mystic.
He had a deep faith in God and in fact claimed to experience God while approaching speeds of 200 mph. Senna had Venus (six degrees) and Mercury (12 degrees) conjunct in Pisces, trining Neptune in Scorpio (ten degrees) which hugged his mid-heaven. Interestingly enough, he was at his best when the track was slick with rain. While other drivers drove more cautiously, Senna had an intuitive understanding when it came to navigating his formula one car through the spray. But there was also a lonely and haunted side to him as well. Saturn and Moon conjunct (Capricorn) in the 12th hints at a man that was very hard to know, revealing himself to only the closest people in his life.
He was incredibly philanthropic, donating millions of dollars to the poor children of Brazil. His Jupiter in the 11th gave him a deeply broad and humanitarian spirit. Trining Pluto (two degree orb) he had the power to make things happen. Rich, successful, daring, devout, smart and deeply loved in Brazil, Aryton Senna was poised to transcend racing and become something far greater–a true force for good.
He was no saint on the track though. His aggressive style earned him enemies, especially with his long time rival, Alain Proust, who nearly came to blows with Senna on a number of occasions, while even on the same team. He also did not shirk from luxury or beautiful women, He dated Pele’s ex-girlfriend, the Brazilian teen-porn-star turned children’s TV host, Xuxa. Somehow, as the world raced around him, he always kept his center. On the track would tempt fate, often, powered by an audacious Sun/Jupiter square. Not only was he obsessed with winning, he wanted to bury the competition. His desire to win prompted him to leave team McLaren, to race for Williams motor sport, who had created a car with significant advantage. The Williams/Renault car was driven by his former team mate, Alain Proust.
The Williams/Renault cars had been equipped the year before Senna joined the team with a special, computerized suspension, which hugged the track. He wanted to win, so he raced for the best car. The problem was, was that by the time he joined Williams/Renault, they had banned the computerized suspension and breaking, Thus when Senna got to finally race in their car, the car less safe since the more conventional suspension and breaking were not nearly as good as the other cars in formula one. This troubled him. He was also physically uncomfortable in the Williams/Renault car as well. In other words, it really wasn’t a good fit, all the way around.
The amazing part of the movie “Senna” is that we see Roland Ratzenberger talk, just hours before he dies. Sadly we see the same thing happen to Senna, at the San Marino grand prix.
The San Marino race took place on 5/1/94. Beltane. Walgispurnacht. It is the time of the gathering of the witches, rituals and sacrifices.
Aryton Senna died that day. The accident itself was freak (perhaps). He lost control on a turn, not a hard turn, an easy and progressive turn. It appears that the steering column snapped in two and Senna could not control the car at all. Was the steering column tampered with? Was his death in some ways a supernatural occurrence? He did not suffer a broken bone in his body. A piece of the suspension shattered his helmet and caused severe head trauma. Senna, 0 degrees Aries suffered a death that would be extremely indicative of his early degree sign in the ram.
To this day, the cause of the cars breakdown is still unsolved.
There has not been a death in formula one racing since Senna..
1994 was a turbulent year. NAFTA was passed, The Bosnian/Serbian war was full on. Baruch Goldstein killed 29 muslims in the West Bank and was summarily beaten to death once he ran out of bullets. OJ killed Nicole and Ron Goldman, setting off what would be the sounding of the first horn of the apocalypse as Simpson captured the attention of the nation as he drove at a snails pace on the LA freeways in a white bronco (Behold A Pale Horse). And then there’s Senna.
I highly recommend taking an hour out of your life to watch this documentary on this remarkable individual.