My friend found this old postcard in a junk shop. I get it. What do you think?
What do i THINK? i did not “think” when i saw this – i freaked. Remember that thanks to a strange, slow-to-resolve Optus outage in my area, I am currently trying to work from a corner of a hipster cafe drinking way too many Golden Cobra single origins and wondering what sort of shrine to Mercury would help appease the ferocity of this Mercury Retrograde already.
To give you an example, i sent an email with the word “bitch” instead of “birth” and sent a smutty in joke to my accountant instead of Not-The-Typical Virgo. I should be at a Silence Retreat doing henna mandalas on my bum and trying to connect with the spirit of ti-tree plants. Last night i dreamed of blue parrots and that the ghost of Lindsay Lohan appeared to me, asking for directions.
So anyway, this “old postcard” – my god – what was the “junk shop”? In this dimension? Was Pluto once a brand of laxative powder? Note the illustration – the author is conflating Pluto – God of the Ancient Greco-Roman Underworld – with the Christian Devil, who is in turn loosely based on the God Pan – Lord of Nature, kind of louche and from where the name “pandemonium” comes from but not necessarily “bad” as such. But he has cloven hooves and certainly would be more likely found having sex in some river rather than church on a Sunday.
I think the slogan is also eerily apt for Pluto – we all know what “about to have a Pluto transit” feeling. First the “oh fuq I can’t fall in love/change job/break up/move house/give up drinking/totally evolve the whole deal right now…” But when Pluto comes a knocking. change is impending and it seems to be easier to collaborate than resist the call. And from next week, Mars is back in alignment with Pluto and the other major Change God, Uranus.
This twangs on schizz from mid-April to early May and is also a prequel to the next two (and final) blasts of the Zap Zone in December and March. Listen to After The Zap Zone for more on this if you want it.