​To test the validity of Astrology, I decided to get my natal chart read by an elder cousin. My elder cousin predicted based upon my placements that I would "get into publishing" or "children's work." This was 2015.

In 2017 I started illustrating Children's Books.

Cut to 2021, I have illustrated 10 Children's Books: one of those is an activity book for The Painted Fool's Painthouse.

I also entered astrology to study my own life in retrospect. To connect where changes in my life happened in parallel to the transits. 

My goodness. Opened up a new set of eyes.

Cut to a total of 3 readings from Chief Yuya over a course of 3 years and some major deep life changes, and all of it clicks. All of it lines up.

I can say that I've learned a great deal. I don't receive many spiritual readings or consultations; maybe 1 or 2 every 1-3 years. What I've lost, is falsehood. What I've gained is nothing - only revealed more of my Self. When you're aligned with your Soul, everything meant for your life will be in line with it. I've only "gained" more of myself and everything meant for me began to "release" from my own grip of "fear."

I've learned the cost of oversharing - I've learned the cost of being too accessible. I've learned the cost of providing discounts, because "I love your energy." I've learned the cost of replying to a text, answering a call, or giving my attention to one-way relationships of all types. I've learned what true support is. I've learned what loyalty feels like. I understand  things demonstrated and unspoken as it pertains to my relationships. I've learned what excessive sugar does to my body, mind, and spirit. I've learned how a poor sleeping schedule affects me. I've gained a deep respect for the way my body communicates to me. I'm grateful it never failed me, as much as I've failed it.

I've learned some of the most insidious manipulative ways an energy seeks to transform you into someone that you are not. By getting you alone and passive aggressively attacking your views, practices, interests, and identity. Not even seeking to dim your light, but to be the container of another's destiny. Cloning, if you will. By pretending to share your interests only to move in their truth once they've received access to you. Shapeshifters. To "be right" when confronted during an offense. 

Preachers of "Emotional intelligence" cloaked in a cocktail of apathy, skepticism, and narcissism. Not responsible behavior. Not active listening. Not compassion, but a distancing of the human experience. Speakers with no experience - only concepts and aesthetic. Fruitless.


Cancer season, with all of its 12th House activity in my personal life, has made me aware of the importance of energetic boundaries. By stirring up my subconscious mind with moods. By forcing me to FEEL it all. I've been in a deep state of reflecting and FEELING since April 2021. Now, at the start of Leo season and with a Full Moon in Aquarius, I've learned who and what to let go. Less about "people" and more about myself. The "People" will fall away or rise to the occasion.

The Cancer personality knows intuitively, like the mother carrying a child, what to allow in or let out of its space as it carries innocence, purity, and the vulnerable within. Likewise, we treat our Souls the same. Our consciousness the same. Carried in our skulls, the innocent, the truth - our Soul. Carried behind our ribs: our heart, the innocent and the pure. Like the Cancer that values the home, so should we value our interior. By establishing a gatekeeper, not for the "outsiders" but to keep your discernment in check, you hold yourself accountable and protect yourself. Cancer knows self-preservation and compassion.

One thing's for sure. I will not compromise my integrity, emotional, spiritual, mental, or physical body for anything. I've learned the cost and I'm tired of paying. My budget is being redirected.

A sober goodbye to self sabotage.

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Dance. Move around. Get some Sun. Put your phone down. Whatevs ya need to do. It’s free.

​Since the opening of Persona 5, the player has identified with the values of the larger populace and protagonists, called the Phantom Thieves. Save those who are being abused by those who are abusing their own authority. This concept of Justice has carried our trust in the protagonists and those who desire to fight for the abused. Until recently: we see an opposing position...Can we dichotomize Justice? Better yet, do we leave Justice in the hands of the individual, or do we place it in the hands of those who determine what it is for themselves? These bringers of Justice, identifying themselves as thieves are surely providing relief to many abused. Granted with the self identifying title, "thieves" isn't common of a Hero. But, their title isn't where this issue begins.

Do we leave these matters to police? Do we allow them to investigate and correct criminals? IS this another means of taking the power away from the funded police? Is that what this is about? Or is it about taking matters into your own hands and changing the tides of fate, indicative of one's own access to once untapped potential? What power is unseen and untraceable? Considering the phantom thieves assist the police department through their endeavors, the perpetrators simply confess. What is this about, really? So, the populace is divided. In so much as fear. 

We begin with the mystery of the secret hacker society, called the Medjed.

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You’re walking an upward spiraling path along a mountain on a pilgrimage in the cold. Its not snowing. Just cold. You’re wrapped in a beautiful warm patchwork coat of many colors and fabrics. You’re wearing shepherd sandals Your head and ears are covered warm. There are occasional gusts of wind that shifts your comfort, as the air travels along your face and down your neck. So, you adjust just the patchwork coat...your fingers gently bitten by the bitter cold.

You’re higher now.
gaining altitude. Thus, the gusts are continuous.
​You’re supposed to go to the top - where you’re instructed to receive your answer. You’re wondering what is at the top, what you’ll need to know. Walking In sandals, for what seems like ages. You’re hunched, marching to split the gusts that are fighting you up a mountain that promises deep wisdom at its summit. By now, you’re in denial of your own complaints against the icy snowless hardship as you’re pushing towards with the summit’s promise. You’re going - the edge of the mountain getting closer.  Until the whistles of the gusts are gone and the sounds of your sandals begin the only echo towards the summit. Your posture, once a defense from the cold, straightens. The atmosphere is still. So you continue. Even your breathing can be heard across the realms, as the blue skies gradate to a flamingo sunset. Looking over the edge is a bed of clouds beneath. 


Now the cracks in the mountains sprouts fuchsia colored grass, -  completely filling the ground and as you continue upwards, you hear a faint chime - similar to the pitch of a child’s bicycle. The echo of your footsteps along the grass, an arrhythmic cymbal instrument to it. You’re seconds away from the summit, you feel. Seconds. The chime signals again. Sounding closer. But you can tell now it’s coming from the mountain. If only you stop to peek over the edge. But You continue the pilgrimage. But answers you seek are but a moment away as you follow the upward spiraling trail. 


Swiftly, a dark tube like figure is shooting upward into the skies past you and the narrow mountain edge, its velocity creating echoes of fabric blowing in the wind with the length of the figure seemingly miles long. The chime sound rings again. And you learn it’s coming from the long formed figure. The figure dive drops, curling through the sky until it notices you in its field of vision. A tightness is felt in your chest and a pit of fear deepens inside of your stomach as the flying reptilian figure makes its way towards you. It is a dragon. Wingless. Colorful. Hypnotic. An asiatic dragon, gracefully rushing towards you as the silent atmosphere houses echoes of its elegance. The dragon loosely coils itself up, slowing down, lowering its face to yours. pushing steam from nostrils like a broken pressurized pipe in the flamingo sunset skies. 
Tianshen the dragon, pauses, watching you. Glaring at you, it seems. 


For but a moment. Only to then blast upward towards what appears to be the mountain summit, waiting for you. You follow suit. Rushing. 


You finally arrive at the top. 
Your body sore from the trek. Your journey coming to a close.
But Tianshen the dragon isn’t there.

It is said that those who catch a glimpse of Tianshen, are forever changed. For in order to spot such rarity one must be in highest of heights and the purest of pure. 


The story of sighting Tianshen is the rare opportunity one has to see Gemini in their fullness.
It does not happen often. 
For Tianshen to reveal itself to you, is indicative of your purity.
And even then, the sight is fleeting. And you’re liable to forget. 


Welcome to…the “end” of Gemini season. 

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So, I’ve recently dropped a video briefing you in on when I began my “fandom” of Dawn Richard’s music while unboxing the latest Second Line album that hit shelves 4/30/21. I, and a couple others who pre-ordered received the album 2-3 days early. I received mine 4/27/21 and almost lost my mind.

This album is a complete evolution of sonics from Dawn’s previous bodies of work and I think it will be “the one” that places her in more public visibility. It’s a beautifully done album. Beautifully done, hands down.

It starts fast and then gets slow and reflective - with that striking recall to an almost archaic classical era with Le Petit Morte, you will definitely find a part of yourself in this album.

A second line is part of a funeral parade in which people come together and celebrate - even if you don’t know the person. It’s a huge celebration - people relating, dancing, coming together, and changing. This album is definitely for NOLA, the weirdos, the artists, the stans who know the previous eras, etc.

I’m so impressed.

Buy the album, collect the Art and then stream this shit. It’s worth it.

Around April 2nd it was reported that Mr. Earl Simmons had suffered an overdose and was rushed to ICU. I then learned that he was in a vegetative state. 

Fast forwarding to the more recent update: The night that it was erroneously reported that DMX had passed away, I could not sleep. I jumped up out of "sleep" at around 1am with a sense of urgency, preparing a Podcast offering a different perspective on energy direction. That people remember the biological names of the artists they celebrate. Sometimes, the public image is a spirit that's being fed. Honestly during the entire few days of his struggle, I couldn't sleep throughout the night. I slept during the day and stayed up at night with this feeling of disturbance.

Mr. Simmons communicated that DMX is the Bad guy and that he struggles with multiple personalities.

Traumatic experiences known and unknown to us have shaped Mr. Simmons' mind, behavior, etc. I won't rehearse anything in particular - but it's been made clear that his issues have followed him throughout the course of his life. Addiction and the creation of DMX were his escapes. DMX served as his altar-ego. Some abbreviate Alternate to "Alter" - but I view it as "Altar" ego. A separate identity that required ritual feeding of some sort.

The Altar in which Mr. Simmons laid parts of himself to, to offer to the populace was part of his major contribution to society. It helped a lot of people feel seen. Some would suggest that it came at a cost. Was it redemptive?

One thing's for certain with DMX: Vulnerability was made cool. DMX is also immortal now. 

I was then lead to explore where Chiron was during his birth. As I intuited, it was in Aries. He passed during his Chiron return - which is said to be a major turning point of one's life.

Michael Jackson passed during his as well. Michael Jackson was born when Chiron was in Aquarius - he also transitioned when Chiron was in Aquarius.

Naturally I began to piece things together about Aries first - and then Chiron. Chiron in Aries' challenges and success come from the identity.

Chiron is a little planet and comet named after the greek god Chiron - a centaur pierced with a poisoned arrow. He was a master healer but could never heal himself. He died by the wound. Chiron has an eccentric orbit crossing through Saturn and Uranus, which is significant according to astrologers.

The constellation Aries is ruled by Planet Mars, the red iron oxide igneous rock planet. Formerly a volcanic magmatic planet, now cold and barren. Mars, named after Roman God Mars, is the God of War. I went down a rabbit hole of the "why's" behind "everything" Aries.

Aries. I think Aries CAN be misunderstood when they don't have to be. Everything about them is out on the table - so there isn't much to infer or even guess.

They're in your face with who they are and will say what they mean, often in a brash or direct way that many aren't used to - but they lay their cards out on the table. That is what I appreciate. There are times when I don't mind speaking in code or interpreting it, but 70% of me doesn't want to labor to figure some of the most simplest things out.

Aries, the "I Am," leads one to their identity: by either standing in their identity or traveling along the path of understanding (usually by self acceptance) their identity. It was an Aries that confirmed for me at a much younger age what I already felt within: That I'm destined to explore the Arts, to accept that part of my identity, and to remain disciplined, devoted, and unswayed by public opinion. I've found whenever I didn't create, I felt lost. Easy confirmation for me. Years passed and my Art became my business and I must say that I'm doing pretty well.

In this podcast episode, I fan out a bit about the Aries personality expression based upon my own experience and observation. I talk about Chiron in Aries, the Planet Mars, and of course DMX.

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Below there's information about the Planet Mars, courtesy of NASA. There's also some Chiron in Aries in the Houses information, and the latest podcast episode about it all. Have a listen.

Mars via Nasa

Chiron in Aries through the Houses:

Part 1
Part 2

I'm able to sleep at night again.