every wo/man does a star
Half hearted revolutions will only reinforce the internalized old aeonic
memes/worldviews. You've seen those movies where all is well, until the E.T.
opens its tiny mouth and lo, the voice of a male is heard.
Likewise, all too many magickally oriented people in Northern Gaia still
cling to the monotheistic, order+war worldview of homogenized holidays. So
you hear their excited cries: "It's May! It's Beltane!"
Here, in the Southern hemisphere, Beltane or the coming of the Summer,
happens on the first days of November.
But the so-called "May Day" has never really been May 1st not even for the
northern hemisphere: it's the midpoint between the Spring Equinox and
Midsummer and therefore it may fall on a different day every year. And so of
course for the rest of the high feasts, they all being astronomical events.
To continue on the subject of astronomy, we can take a look at some other
dark hole in our magickal consciousness. Astrology was invented in the
northern hemisphere and, if Peter Carroll is right in that the zodiacal
signs only reflect the varying influence of the Sun during the year, then
this popular table of correspondences could gain a lot if reversed for those
born in Southern Gaia. Thus a Chilean Virgo would really be a Pisces, and so
So, it's not enough to say Samhain ("saw-hen") instead of Halloween to be as
magickally correct as we can be. As long as we continue attached to the old
aeon thought habits and patterns, their mind viruses will continue attacking
us, the host. And it's not even enough to return to the origins: there's a
need to go forth and evolve.
Now that the center is nowhere, and what previously were forgotten corners
of the Earth become centers and broadcast their own contents, now that in
the entire planet there is awareness of all of its other "corners", let's
see postmodernism roll the dice and have a cross-pollination effected
between the Wheel of Seasons and the Chaostar.
When the xtians took up the best parts of the planet to live --and also some
that weren't so good-- they imposed there a culture which also included a
time measuring device, a calendar. When the xtian plague infected Europe,
they had to defuse the previously existing religions/festivities in the area
by assimilating them, i.e. appropriating the seasonal festivals that marked
the peaks of Nature rhythms and converting them to their non-Nature based
xtian world view.
The 13 moons year was forced to fit into a 12 months calendar, and when they
came South --to South America, Africa, and Oceania--, brought with them as
their major feast that of the "nativity", stolen from the midwinter Yule
festival, and fixed by them on December 25th. And so they did with all the
others holidays: corrupt them both in their timing and their meaning.
Because the symbol was there for it, the xtian cross, and an ideology of
death and continued, internalized war: a rigid unequal division of the world
into four quarters, where the upper means good, mind, man, north, white,
day, and the bottom, larger portion, is the bad, sex, woman, south, black,
This was the reason to move the cross into action, and make of it the sword
for the xtian war: the head above the shoulders, up there, far from and
opposed to the ground, ruling that the head was better than the sex, the
white than the colored, the men than the women, etc. Laws about all this,
based on codes written by people dead long ago were imposed over those who
didn't write, or who wrote differently.
This is how we have in Chile those Santas sweating in midsummer under their
cotton beards, red cap and winter boots. And now the merchants, who slowly
but surely are turning the calendar into one occasion after another for
selling greeting cards and "presents", are imposing here the "halloween" as
an occasion for pseudo-dark partying, in a season when the flowers are
blossoming, the air is getting sweet and warm, and red berries are ripe.
November is our May!
Maybe the greeting cards --still made of slaughtered trees in this age of
bits--, are the most recent symbol of the 2D worldview, with their
imposition of roles and times. No less than the sword, the greeting card
carries along a death sentence, that of linear time: one life, one universe,
and the rest is better left unknown so it'll serve to scare into submission
with tales of the afteroneworld, after the sword or the calendar have had
their way with the one body.
The clock (especially the terrible alarm clock, that Chinese water torture
guaranteed to break open any dreams) is a prison where time extends its arms
in a plea for release. Can it be other than the release provided by the
scythe, that the Reaper holds in her hand? Digital clocks replace a prison
of arms by a prison for wrists under a radioactive hex of numbers.
But to escape the up over down that brings to earth both the sand grains
from the Reaper's hourglass and the stuff bodies are made of, in the closed
space of linear time for the uptight mind, life went underground and into
the closet. In Hel or Narnia it must have found that, besides the symbols of
death, there were symbols of life: the seasonal wheel, zodiacs, mandalas,
the yin-yang, the pentagram, the chaostar/chaosphere bursting out with
intent; anything that uses all axes instead of only one or two. Where
dualities are too many to make clear what's bad and what's good, yeah, there
is life... Welcome to inner-outer space.
So where in expanded space lieth circular time? When do we get to seize it?
"After" death? During gnosis? Does the sundial catches its shadow?
At all times a summer dawn is happening somewhere. An awareness of the
interaction of the day/night cycle around the vertical axis of the planet
and of the winter/summer on the horizontal axis, this Celtic pattern of
intertwined lights, fruits, colors and lives that Gaia changes on herself
all the time --this continued pattern of heating and cooling, lightening and
darkening of landscapes and beings--, would reflect the increasing awareness
of each other amongst our cultures.
The realization of how these two cycles interlock, and how they're tied to
vegetal and animal breathing cycles, can get us closer to direct work with
natural forces as we humans practiced it during the Shamanic Eon. Once the
globe is reflected in its multidimensionality (and biodiversity) in the
human head, expanded time can be surfed and explored like the seas.
Add arrows to it, rotating in all directions as per the goddess' whim, and
you'll have a living Chaostar of Combinations for synchronizing all hues of
magicks! Eight to the power of eight and MORE... USA
Empowered by will, this planet can go places..... The union of N'Aton and
Gaia means radioactivity for our atomstar. Broadcasts!
This simultaneous occurrence of Beltane and Samhain, of night and day, can
be regarded by the magickian like the mixing of gold and lead. We may have
read somewhere that Saturn and Sol don't mix, but we see this occur in the
caput corvi on the Art card's golden cauldron of the Thoth deck.
Likewise, in our postmodern world polarities mix all the time, and we see
the Wheel (of Fortune) rise to fame (and fortune) some of those previously
in the margins.
Let's get more politically correct, and as we certainly and dutifully do
with everything that resembles gender discrimination in language, start an
all out campaign for erasing any traces of hemisphere discrimination in
language: no more "down there" for referring to the South; no more reference
to xtian festivities to designate times in the year; say "at our midwinter".
That's a reason to infiltrate pagan covens in the Southern hemisphere: by
their sole existence, they can clash against the remnants of the
monotheistic eon, if they only keep explaining that "xmas" is really "yule",
and yule is the winter solstice.
Just like the water spins down in different directions for each half of the
planet, the "celestial bodies" shine on us from other positions and
widdershins rituals are spun deosil. A whole Opposed force is in the process
of rising up and immanentizing our Eschaton.
Here's a theory to contradict all of the above: if it's Beltane in the South
now and Samhain in the North, and the moon is waning or New, it's "Samhain
time" –and with it the hemisphere where it's occurring—and an excellent
moment for the workings of death in the entire planet.
Gravity is a G-oddess that constantly claims for us, and that we feed on
piss and shit until the night we die. When we kick the bucket, our water and
earth go back to Earth and we stop pestering her for more and more stuff. If
we die during a waxing Moon maybe we'll have to wait until the waning in
So let it do here a NeoChaophysics of the gaion. The Chaostar opposes
dualities just like the Wheel opposes seasons; is that very opposition what
gives it the impulse to spin and go forth by night and day? Chaostarred
Gaia as a superatomic particle with dual spins, its tectonic plates clashing
one against another.
Baphomet/Cernunnos shines waning winter on the stones from the road to
Boscastle, Cornwall that I brought back to Santiago, Chile, as I stand with
raised arms, the horns of the aerial ready to interface thee human shade in