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“If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.” ~ Virginia Woolf
Greetings Fellow Travellers,
Another New Moon draws us into its customary darkness—a quiet, energetic pause in which the Sun and Moon merge, dimming external distractions just enough to remind us that any true beginning must first emerge from within.
And because this lunation occurs in Leo—a fiery sign ruled by the Sun itself—the impulse to recommit to sovereignty is heightened: it is the instinctive tightening of spine and spirit that insists the core integrity of any entity must neither be bartered nor blurred. Leo’s fixity reminds us that there is something inviolate in each flame. Leo, the storyteller, insists on controlling the narrative of one’s own kingdom—whether personal, dynastic, tribal, national, or ideological—a sovereignty we would never dream of compromising, one we would sooner consign the world to ashes than allow to be extinguished.
Yet this particular inception especially refuses to let our sovereignty be quashed or disrespected by prevailing monsters and cacophonies. The chart’s wiring—an exact opposition to outer planets like Pluto in Aquarius, a fire trine to the freshly retrograde Saturn–Neptune conjunction at the Aries Point, and a sextile to Uranus newly in Gemini—hauls the individual heartbeat into a sprawling, supernatural drama capable of competing with the best of them.
The epic scale of these planetary upheavals means that we are not merely burnishing our personal insignia or blowing our own trumpet hot and cold. No, we are—knowingly or not—being conscripted into a collective mandate to live and speak with unapologetic transparency, our distinct note swelling proudly into a symphony far greater than individual ego. Pluto’s recent arrival at Aquarius’s threshold follows eighteen months spent strip-mining Capricorn’s institutional rot (2008–2023), drilling now through the last load-bearing myths of a bygone era and unravelling corrupt grand narratives into algorithmic micro‑truths. Something different is emerging, and we want to play our part.
Consensus reality—once slow, centrally controlled, lumbering, and heavily policed—now shatters into trillions of splinters of bespoke data, each shard reflecting a mutually incompatible version of how the world works, eerily reminiscent of the cognitive whiplash felt in the final weeks before the Iron Curtain’s abrupt fall in 1989. What comes next is just as mysterious.
This One Is Special – Epistemic Rupture
The Leo New Moon of 24 July 2025, conjunct at 2°08′ Leo, holds a special intention sealed in darkness at 19:11 UT. It germinates inside an off-off-mainstream theatre, illuminated not by Broadway or Hollywood stage lanterns but by four outer‑planet projectors, each broadcasting its alternative frequency of existential unease onto a civilisation already trembling under its epistemic contradictions.
“They won’t listen. Do you know why? Because they have certain fixed notions about the past. Any change would be blasphemy in their eyes, even if it were the truth. They don’t want the truth; they want their traditions.”
~ Isaac Asimov,
When astrology refers to outer planets, it fundamentally speaks to realms of consciousness beyond conventional pathways of the human nervous system: transpersonal pulses churning beneath the surface of markets, governments, relationship dynamics, and neural pathways alike. Their combined supernatural geometry around this lunation illustrates the psychological architecture of a society poised to lash out at the pedagogues of its failing paradigm. If Leo instinctively seeks to uphold its constitutional narrative, it now does so with absolute permission—free from adherence to external doctrine or fear of consequence.
First, the New Moon forms an almost perfect trine to the freshly retrograde Saturn–Neptune pairing at the Aries Point (World Axis). Saturn, custodian of order, and Neptune, solvent of boundaries, make strange bedfellows; at 1–2° Aries, they co‑occupy the primal zodiac degree, where myth insists the heavens pour raw potential directly into human autonomy. After weeks of slowing to station here, they now head retrograde, telescoping backwards across recent history’s fault-lines—bewildered by vanishing client lists, staged genocides, pandemic disinformation, weaponised “fact-checking”—questioning if the scaffolding of modernity ever rested on anything sturdier than Hollywood myth or Madison Avenue spin. The trine to Leo amplifies rather than soothes disquiet: the urge to roar convictions ricochets off Saturn’s mistrust and Neptune’s haze. This results in the epistemic trauma Jung warned of—a psychic rift when the mind’s executive committee (Saturn) and liminal dream-engine (Neptune) can no longer decide which perceptions to privilege or dismiss. Jung repeatedly cautioned that societies neglecting symbolic, mythic, or archetypal dimensions risk collective psychic retaliation through distorted or delusional symbolism. Many of us, especially empathic types, now feel a profound existential despair as materialistic chaos deepens.
Gnostic Revival
Because Saturn–Neptune will retrograde into late Pisces from September through December, this lunation trine tends to act more like an opening volley rather than a resolution. It sends society hurtling downhill into Gnostic re-enchantment: if official channels cannot provide stable meaning, the imagination will appropriate symbols from every half-remembered myth and form its own suitable narrative. We have already watched this mechanism at work: The mass psychosis began to metastasise as far back as when the official explanations for 9/11 began to feel like script revisions, then came the 2003 invasion of Iraq justified with fictions about WMDs, and when the orchestrated pageantry of Russiagate and the calculated obfuscation around Israel’s brutal policies were presented as sacred truths not to be questioned. In recent years, the Epstein mystery became the accelerant, the unmasked archon whose “suicide” ripped the veil of deception wide open, initiating millions into the absurdity of sanctioned narratives. COVID then exploded the whole matrix—its policy reversals and contradictory mandates turning face masks, lockdowns and vaccines into a secular sacrament for some and symbols of state submission for others. These weren’t just failures of governance—they were initiation rites into a new cognitive epoch, where the official theatre slipped, the actors broke character, and the audience realised the script was never meant to make sense and started looking to reality shows, longform podcasts and livestreams for their news and entertainment.
How’s your narrative holding up? Are you noticing how tightly you’re gripping your personal story—how fiercely you’re defending a sense of identity that may no longer resonate with anyone around you? And what about the others—are they still buying into your version, or have they already wandered off to reinforce their own?
Pluto and the Algocratic Agenda
Opposite the New Moon retrograding Pluto at 2° Aquarius, the solar system’s tyrant-alchemist, is narrowing his dissociating gaze against the blinding intensity of Leo’s central-character spotlight. Pluto’s Aquarius ingress has so far already ushered in an era of algorithmic sovereignty and predictive governance, albeit secretly; in opposition to our “content-creator” Leo protagonist, it behaves like a black mirror, forcing the Lion’s heroic self‑definition to confront the mechanised, data‑mined group mind. Where Leo shouts “I am,” Pluto murmurs, “All you are is a complex network of coded data—you can be hacked” This is the astrological corollary to our point here, that power no longer answers to facts: in the digital panopticon, the algorithm decides which stories trend, which vanish, and which get you demonetised (or even incarcerated). The harsh Plutonian gaze does not need to polish its nazi jackboots in Aquarius; it provokes, censors, starves out and cremates an individual at the flick of a switch, while citizens grow certain they are being sequestered, gas‑lit yet cannot prove it with the old currencies of evidence. All lines of question are cut. There is no course to appeal. The backlash, therefore, is not merely political but existential—Leo’s primal insistence on authentic self-expression rising in fierce rebellion against Aquarius’s sterile world of technocratic abstraction. Rule by algorithm is algocracy.
Uranus In Gemini: Instant Transparency
The lunation’s ventilation shaft—the conduit through which theoretical discontent becomes insurgent praxis—is Uranus, newly ingressed at 0° Gemini, forming a sextile to the lunation and a trine to Pluto. Uranus here behaves like a high-velocity stream of unprecedented data pouring directly into the intuitive faculties of the collective nervous system, fracturing entrenched linguistic codes and precipitating a swift, hyper-literate rebellion. This is precisely how ideas go viral; equally, it demonstrates how effortlessly ordinary citizens can be recast as personas non grata within mere moments. On a mundane level, this manifests as a memetic arms race, vividly illustrated by the recent scandal involving the Coldplay kisscam CEO “cuddle-couple,” whose embarrassing images spread globally within hours, accompanied by torrents of rapid-fire satire, cryptic disclosures, and entirely new dialects spontaneously erupting in threads of collective indignation.
Uranus fuels the Gnostic craving for hidden truths while simultaneously providing the digital infrastructure needed for swift and coordinated dissent. Its trine to Pluto ensures a frictionless conduit from revelation to confrontation, enabling disruptions to multiply, mutate, and proliferate uncontrollably. Whether these disruptions are morally or legally justified is beside the point; their true potency lies in shattering illusions of institutional invulnerability, exposing elite hypocrisy, and accelerating the collapse of trust in once-sacred narratives. The sextile to the New Moon electrifies Leo’s creative impulses, transforming charisma into incendiary potential. This is algorithmic alchemy unfolding in real time: outrage sharpened into strategic narrative sabotage, irony fused seamlessly with righteous fury, offhand jokes and semi-serious slogans (“Epstein didn’t kill himself”, “The Moon is a Hologram”, “History is Photoshopped”) crystallising into rallying cries under which millions now mobilise.
Rocking The Cradle
Together, the Pluto–Uranus–Saturn/Neptune matrix forms a cradle configuration, a sixth‑harmonic womb enclosing the New Moon. Cradles nurture and agitate simultaneously; they promise support, but only for those prepared to grow teeth during gestation. For the collective psyche, that gestation looks like the slow recognition that consensus reality has already flatlined. For individuals—especially those with planets in early fixed or mutable signs—the cradle offers a choice: remain foetal within collapsing institutions or bite through the membrane and craft an epistemology robust enough to face the roar of cosmic ambiguity.
Here, the Leo New Moon’s deeper instruction emerges. In classical lore, the Moon records ancestral memory; a New Moon, therefore, wipes and reformats our hereditary stories under the supervision of the Sun, ruler of conscious will and of Leo itself. Throw in a direct opposition from Pluto and the re‑format feels less like your typical journaling exercise and more like forced encryption: we cannot unsee the corruption of our civic operating system, but we can decide which programmes to salvage, which to delete, and which entirely new code—Uranian, iconoclastic, polyphonic—we dare install. Epistemic trauma, then, is not a mere terminal diagnosis; it is the pre‑dawn tremor before full-scale creative insurgence.
Notice how the outer‑planet timelines correlate with the bullet‑pointed diagnosis of societal breakdown. In the coming months, Saturn–Neptune’s retreat into Pisces will mirror the public swing from righteous outrage into listless escapism, mimicking the “public too overwhelmed, worn out and dishevelled to fight back.” Yet their second ingress into Aries next year ensures that such apathy and escapism are temporary; anger will reignite precisely as those planets regain the Aries Point, triggering a fresh wave of accountability demands. Something is happening now, but only as a precursor. By this time next year, Uranus in Gemini would surely supply the cognitive weaponry—rapid, decentralised, meme‑driven information warfare—answering the need to “reclaim how we know.” Pluto in Aquarius presiding like a ruthless examiner starts to fasten down with: “any ideology not built on genuine sovereignty will sink under its own data shadow”. Science, media, jurisprudence—every captured domain serving as dissemination of factual, useful information—corresponds astrologically to Aquarius and Gemini; both are under the scalpel now. Their leaders sense the tide turning and double down on suppression, thereby accelerating the backlash. Will we ever learn the truth about Epstein’s clients, JFK, UFOs, or who is behind the endless wars and atrocities Middle East? Probably not—but perhaps it’s enough to realise the official narratives no longer hold, leaving us free to walk off (en masse) and reclaim our own story.
The revolution is near. I’ll leave it to you to imagine and write how it rolls out.
Getting Our Story Straight (for now)
For the individual navigating this maelstrom, the Leo New Moon offers a ruthless yet invaluable strategy: resist the seductive belief that you alone possess the hidden truths to redeem reality, but speak your own truth with unwavering authenticity; accept that privacy is all but a mirage and choose carefully how you wield the disruptive power of language, understanding each utterance as a potent spell; and engage consciously with Neptune’s dissolving currents—meditation, creativity, and active dream-work, not as escapes, but as tools to process paradox without succumbing to delusion. None of these promises safety or certainty, of course; astrological cycles never do. They map the pressures under which our free will must work. Leo’s gift now is to help us reclaim authority over narrative, identity, and integrity—boldly declaring personal truths as the stage sinks beneath us, knowing that every authentic voice hastens the return of genuine communal wisdom. The cosmos is listening closely; your moment to roar has arrived.
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