Another Time

March 24, 2018April 3, 2018 ~ Piece, of the Sky

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Pisceans are old souls. A Pisces is a soul that has been through all the other signs before, as Pisces is the 12th and Final House. The soul of a Pisces has seen everything before already; it is hard to surprise a Pisces. Life holds many instances of Deja-vu for them. From their prior lives, in other signs and other Houses, Pisceans have a vast psychic inheritance.

Pisces is the last House, where the Zodiac Cycle moves beyond this life and into the Next. They are more attuned to the cosmic wheel of karma, and are thus more empathetic and just, as a result. They are focused on the big picture, the karmic flow of the universe.

Pisceans are a bridge between the worlds and are very interested in transcendence and humanity moving beyond its current hang-ups to a greater, more enlightened, existence. Pisceans are natural healers, chaplains, listeners, diviners, dowsers, and era-defining visionary leaders, e.g. George Washington and Albert Einstein. As the Piscean soul cycles out of the twelves Houses into the next world, he or she brings humanity to a higher plane.

The Pisces holds the secrets to the past lives that he or she has lived – and the subconscious motivations of any life that follows, in the new beginning of another cycle, as the old soul reincarnates anew. The Pisces that understands both this life and the one to come, is dynamically posed to be an and oracle, a visionary. This person knows a great deal, in terms of spiritual knowledge, and can understand the underpinnings of the ages.

The Pisces must learn to traverse many psychological landscapes, to spiral and reel the spirit farther and farther out in time and space, across generations, beyond ancestors, back to the beginning of time. The Pisces must learn and re-learn innovative ways to get back to different definitions of home.

Another time. Another place. Different emotions. But all still the same. One life. One Pisces. One unity. One reincarnation. A Pisces shouldn’t have been born in an earlier time; A Pisces has already lived in another time. That is the psychic and spiritual inheritance of a Pisces.

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Disclaimer: Astrology is an artificial, fictional system, used for fun and pop psychology.

Perturbation Theory

March 12, 2018April 6, 2018 ~ Piece, of the Sky

I miss the sea, water

Alli was paddling back, from kayaking out to the Peak, a rock that stood up in the water, rising at least twenty feet. Every time she came out to Ran’s house on the waterfront, she spent the morning heading out to the pinnacle and rowing around it, before heading back to shore.

The morning was hazy. White clouds hung low in the sky. The crest of the Peak, had been covered in fog.

One oar stroke at a time, Alli made her way forward, through the choppy waves of the low tide. She was cruising. The beach was in sight. Trees here and there, and the scrubland of the dunes.

Ran’s house came into view. Ran was sitting on the beach waiting for her. She had a fire going and was grilling breakfast sausages. Just like when I met her, Alli thought.

She tied up the boat at the dock out front. Strolling down the beachfront in her sandals, she waved to Ran, who waved back. In the house, she changed into a T-shirt and shorts that weren’t damp with sweat and put on a new sweatshirt. Outside, she made her way to Ran, who was plating the sausages.

“How was it out there?” Ran asked, as Alli got closer.

“Peaceful,” Alli said, sitting down on the sand.

“How was your parents’ house?” Ran asked, handing her a plate.

“Uneventful,” Alli answered, “We just watched ‘Jeopardy,’ mostly.”

“That’s good,” Ran said. She gave Alli a fork.

They ate the food, watching the sun climb through the low-hanging mist.

“How was your time with Kaan?” Alli asked. She opened a thermos of coffee Ran had brought.

“Oh, you know, just watched the fight,” Ran shrugged.

Ran unrolled a colorful, striped blanket, and they lay down in the dune grass, after eating their food, staring up at the brightening sky.

Ran put her arm around Alli’s shoulders, “Do you like being with me?”

Alli glanced at her and put her arm around Ran’s stomach, “Of course I do.”

She ran her hand over Alli’s soft hair, the medium fade, “Do you think people can reincarnate while still alive?”