Bruce becomes Caitlyn under the Gemini Sun. There are no accidents. Throw in a Mercury Retrograde (going backwards) and a little perverse Mars action in the sign of the Twins and the astrological cannon was locked and loaded for a little role reversal, gene switch. Did we expect anything less from a family, that traffics in duality and illuminist monochromatic lifescapes? No, of course not. It’s all in the script and Bruce Jenner is being lauded as a hero for switching sides. While he’s a cause celeb for sexual confusion, there’s little mention of the life he took while texting in his car. That slight, trans-gression will be forgiven by the dark judges of this world, but I doubt that it will slip past the reckoning of the next one.
We’re all talking about it, so I might as well too. Since this is the Sag Full Moon, opposing the Gemini Sun, I’m going to give two takes on what we’re witnessing and please keep in mind, these are my takes and I take full responsibility for what you are about to read.
SAG FULL MOON PERSPECTIVE
I’m disgusted. The roiling, stomach-churn that I’m dealing with has nothing to do with Jenner’s tuck and fold, but the fact that I have to explain this to my son and my explanation will not sync with the Vox Populi’s version of events. You see, I am raising my son to be a MAN, not an experiment, not a forced mutation, not one of the EX-MEN and frankly I don’t give a shit if you have a problem with it. I believe that we were incarnated and born into these bodies and WE MADE THESE CHOICES and by doing so we get to understand the genetic predisposition that we have chosen. I know, I know, it’s a radical, even regressive mindset, but without science and the dark magic of hormone manipulation, we wouldn’t be having this discussion.
Men in general are being and have been demonized ever since Betty Friedan launched her hate campaign against them. Feminism was never about equal rights, but tearing down the structures of the family and the male/female relationship. Name me one, straight, male, role model for our boys? Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting. We could venture into the realm of pro sports, but even that’s dicey. From steroids to domestic abuse, that’s a minefield. How about the guys that took Bin Laden out? Zero Dark Thirty. I mean c’mon. He was the modern Hitler and we all know how Audie Murphy, Patton, and Jimmy Doolittle were lionized in WWII. Oh, I forgot, supposedly twenty-of-those guys are dead and if you really followed the plot, you’d know that Bin Laden was a very close friend of the Bush family and likely died in 2005 due to a rare kidney condition. So, scratch those “heroes.”
Unfortunately, our culture celebrates victims and martyrs. They are our new heroes and they’re either dead or shopping at Chico’s instead Cabelas. Michael Brown, Freddie Gray and Trayvon Martin, were all branded as victims and martyred for the fight against racism, graven images manipulated in the celebration of their dark sacrifices.
Then there’s Bruce Jenner, who epitomized the essence of the American Male. He won the Decathlon and was rewarded with his image on a box of Wheaties, the true canonization virility and male power. Jenner is a Double Scorpio (Rising and Sun) and needs to transform his persona, since this is the work of Scorpio Rising, but his Sun is so close to the AC, 2/4 degrees, instead of making this a spiritual operation, he made it a physical one. Scorpio plays a large role in the Kardashian fold. Kris is a Scorpio. Kylie is a Scorpio. Lamar Odom is a Scorpio. French Montana is a Scorpio and Kim is on the cusp.
Bruce of course has had just about every actress and actor on the liberal message front talking about how courageous he is, I mean she is. This is now the measure of a man. If you take hormones which alter your physique and then have your penis flayed like a deli pickle, then tucked and folded into a faux vagina, women will sing your praises from coast-to-coast. If you want to get laid, ditch the equipment. It’s the same kind of social distortion that occurred in the late sixties and early seventies when women said that men needed to be more sensitive and in touch with their feelings and when men did their best to conform to the terms and conditions of social and sexual intercourse and became the “sensitive male” women desired, many of those same women complained that their men got soft and they didn’t respect them any longer (Just watch Carnal Knowledge). The power exchange was unfulfilling. But, apparently it wasn’t enough to cry and become deeply confessional and blame our fathers for the messes that we had become, nope, there’s a deeper sacrifice waiting to be made and St, Bruce just did it all, for all of us men.
In the dark Aquarian Age all the lines are blurred. There are no men and women any more. Families don’t exist. Man and machine aren’t separate either. Sex roles are as fluid as are sex choices. It won’t be so far-fetched that in the future, the lines will get even fuzzier. Children will be viewed as adults and adults as children, arrested in their child development. As long as there is a licensed therapist out there that can attest that even though a man might be thirty-eight-years of age, the traumatic event that occurred to him at the age of nine froze his emotional body in a state of suspended animation and thus, when having sex with a nine-year-old girl or boy cannot be held accountable, since he is on the same level they are, emotionally.
Yes, that’s the world we’re headed towards. Everything is permitted, except dissent of course and love. The values of the Piscean age are ancient and cumbersome. Why keep them around while we can create the context and meaning on the fly, at light speed?
Do what thou wilt.
When I was younger, that was my maxim. My thirties were spent in ways that were both sacred and profane, but I was always at the center of it all. My needs and urges were my pole star and I didn’t curb them in the least. But then again, transiting Pluto in Scorpio was conjunct my ascendant. I found myself in strange places, sometimes with strangers, doing, well, Scorpionic things. I get it. But it led me into some very dark recesses of my soul. After a while, it became all quite hollow.
I’ve been there. I visited the future and it’s a dark, dead end.
But that’s where it’s all headed, fueled by genetically modifying implants, sex altering plastics. and chromosome bending, frequencies of lesser light and media projections of sacred sex-change artists. Bruce is the beginning and the end. Writing about this in the way I’m currently framing it might qualify as hate speech, if not now, then at some point in the future, as life itself goes retrograde.
And then, I have to tell my son, that this is in no way normal and actually a perversion to the form that we were given, when we accepted this assignment on Earth.
THE GEMINI SUN REPRISAL
I feel sorry for Bruce. I really do. I have compassion for the man. I’m not condemning his choice and here is the reason why. I don’t think it was his choice at all and if he thinks it’s his choice, I feel even more sorry for him.
You see, I think Jenner has been part of some type of mind control experiment that has been going on at the Kardashian Koven for the past fifteen years.
Kris Kardashian and her brood have been deeply immersed in a long running, dark magical rite, broadcast on a weekly basis, with plastic faces and fake bodies, plastered across all media, saturated with occult symbols and dualistic dynamics, symbolized by black and white love affairs (all the girls choose black males, save Kourtney, who chose a nice Jewish boy). The interracial theme isn’t just about sex preference; it’s part of the alchemical operation that fuses sex magic with black and white symbolism and a melanin mash-up. And there are some very strange oddities that emerge.
Kim Kardashian’s first BF wasn’t RayJay, he of Whitney Houston’s dark endgame fame. Yes, RayJay (Brandy’s brother) was Whitney’s lover/handler when she died at Clive Davis’s birthday bash. Kim got on the star map with a decidedly dull sex vid with RayJay.
Kim’s first, real BF was Reggie Bush. Reggie starred at “Helix” High in San Diego. He went to USC for college, where he became a star running back and a Heisman trophy winner, just like OJ Simpson, decades before. OJ was best friends with Bobby Kardashian, Kris’s deceased husband. It’s common knowledge that OJ and Kris were lovers. Kim was acting out a strange echo of her mother’s relationship with Simpson through Reggie Bush. Bush wound up having his Heisman trophy taken from him, as USC was found guilty of recruiting violations with Bush. No other player on the team was punished as much or as hard as Bush.
This is a theme with Kardashian men. Some call it the “Kardashian Kurse.”
Khloe was married, briefly, to Lamar Odom, who was a professional basketball player at the time. Odom’s career went into a tailspin as he had, for all intents and purposes, a nervous breakdown after starring on Khloe and Lamar, their dreadfully dull reality show.
Reggie lost his Heisman.
Lamar lost his mind and then his career.
Kris lost Bobby.
Sacrifice is synonymous with the Kardashian women. Khloe’s new BF, rapper and producer, French Montana just lost his wingman, Chinx to a drive by shooting in Queens. Lamar Odom lost his daughter in a previous marriage, the one he left for Khloe. Kim’s synthetic beau, Kanye West lost his mother in what many believe to be an occult sacrifice for his deal with Baphomet. Scott Disick, the on again, off again husband of Kourtney lost both parents in a very short period of time.
The only male who seems to have gotten away unscathed was Washington Wizards power forward, Kris Humphries, who divorced Kim Kardashsian after two years of marriage. Humphries grew tired of the 24/7 media circus, but the Kardashians are like a gang and escape comes with a price. Rumors started circulating that Humphries was Gay, still, a no fly zone in many locker rooms across America.
That brings us back to Bruce, the latest and perhaps most insidious ritual sacrifice from the Kardashian’s hit parade. They sacrificed his sex and in so doing Jenner has become the archetype of the new heroic male. It’s not about saving people in crisis and extreme danger, sacrificing one’s own safety and life. It’s not about standing up for those that cannot do it for themselves. It’s not about pushing back against the tyranny of the state, which peddles more and more oppression and repression through the cunning of laws and statutes. No, it’s about slaying the oppressor from within and apparently, its men.
When Uranus moved into Aries, I knew this was coming. Uranus turns everything on its ear. Just wait till it moves into Taurus and all of the paper and metal that you’ve been used to buying, selling and trading vanishes into thin air. I knew men would take a big hit and the whole notion of masculinity would be chopped and altered, modified for the new model male; Sexless, and powerless, nothing more than a bi-ped drone for the Queen Bees of this world, like Kris Kardashian.
In the dark Aquarian Age, the new male is a eunuch, cut off and disempowered from the masculine nature of God.
I feel for Bruce. Who knows what living Hell he submitted to in the confines of the Kardashian Koven. Who knows what deviance, spells and ritual abuse he consented to?
The Gemini flip of the script has to do with his suffering amidst the most toxic, and deadly, first family of reality TV.
Producer of the Kardashian mess is Ryan Seacrest. Seacrest is about to launch a new reality show about people going through the transgender process.
If you haven’t noticed, we’ve whipped past the whole Gay and Lesbian paradigm into something darker, elevating surgically altered humans to the top of the social pyramid, shining examples of modern medicine and courageously defiant in their quest to refute God’s sexual assignment in this lifetime.
It’s going to be interesting to see how the Gay and Lesbian community reacts when they realize that they are yesterday’s news, displaced by the Transgender fetish.
I don’t think it’s going to be pretty.
Transgenderism is the fast pass to Transhumanism. Why stop at sexual reassignment? Why not go all the way and insert chips, get a tail, grow horns, etc., etc.? This is where it’s all leading. Not just to the end of man, but the end of humanity, as we know it.
As far Bruce goes, he’ll love the spotlight, outshining, even if briefly, the object of his scorn and discontent, the woman that was a part of the creation of this process. But we, as a society grow wearier with the 24/7 news cycle at a faster and faster rate and it won’t be long before the glow of the spotlight dims and he’s left to wrestle with his choices, his newly found hormonal mood swings and the fatal rejection that awaits him in the not-too-distant future.
I don’t think it will end well for Bruce. Saturn conjuncts his natal Chiron in Sag at the end of the year and there will be a heavy price to pay for the psychic wound he is still in avoidance of. It will likely have to do with the courts and the case surrounding the woman he hit and killed on a LA freeway, just a few months back, while he was texting at the wheel of his car.
In the meantime, we’ll all be subjected to this bad acid trip and the distorted, social programming.
One other, rather ironic and interesting aside, is that Bruce Jenner, was at one time, a resident of Sandy Hook, Connecticut.