angstoic.com Astrologer, Ang Stoic
Nice — watch things heat right up now that the Sun’s joined Mars in Sagittarius.
And let’s not forget Juno, goddess of contracts, vows, and the politics of partnership, who’s been in Sadge since 1 October, quietly turning every fervent conviction into a pre-bedtime experiment.
Soon enough we’ll see Mercury re-enter on 12 December, then Venus on 30 November, all piling in ahead of the Sagittarius New Moon on 20 December. Needless to say, you’ll hear a lot of pumped righteous proclamations, moral tiki-torch crusades, academic dick-measuring about church and country— the usual Sadge bravado—heck, you might even feel a little inflamed yourself about truth, justice, my flag vs your flag and “just what’s right and wrong with this world”.
Fine. Nothing like a good, overheated, everywhere-all-at-once argument. Just don’t be expecting much clarity. The real arbitration still lies in the deep, deep waters: with Saturn sitting at the end of Pisces, about to turn direct at 25° in five days, and Neptune drifting at 29° Pisces for something like three months, sure… plenty of fire, plenty of noise, but the verdicts are coming from somewhere more stealthy, mysterious as fuck, like nuclear-powered submarines during a full-blown missile crisis.
Pisces is far less impressed with laws, religious dogmas, pompous swaggering and cocked-up posturisements. Pisces don’t give a fuck about anything you can sermonise or legislate —they only want the truth beneath the truth, the thing that cannot be coerced or preached into existence. Can’t even be named, actually.
They don’t want words. Don’t need to hear or speak when they can just ‘feel’ into it. They do their dissolution thing, not with doctrines and bruhaha but with silent, covert, subtle little splashings. They sniff out where the stream’s been sullied, then drift off into a world of absolution while we’re all hunting for accountability. And they’ll happily lie low and watch the whole moral circus burn itself out while they sit wide-eyed in the undertow, pulling every certitude back into the abyss. They’re slippery like that…
And if it does come down to a contest? If the whole thing escalates into an international shitfight?
If it does come down to a contest— if this month turns into a straight shoot-out between fire and water (and yes, both dispositors are sitting strong)— Jupiter exalted in Cancer, swollen with emotion and a pull for tribal belonging, but square Eris and Chiron, so every principle has a wound in it, every conviction a transgenerational grievance.
Neptune ruling from the anaretic degree of Pisces like some half-drowned oracle, has Saturn bogged in the same swampy bed, shaking the foundations without offering a single clean rule to stand on.
(He will offer you seven thousand shekels if you’ll shill for him, though.) <–— IMPORTANT!
Sadge has the good reason, you see? The ordained-by-god scripture, the holier-than-thou outrage, the exalted fervour, the sponsorships.
Pisces has the tide, (and the knowing that it’s all coming to an almighty end, soon).
And if you’ve ever watched Fire meet the sea, you know exactly how that ends:
not with victory, not with defeat, but with steam —-that strange hissing moment where fire meets vastness and realises it isn’t the dominant element after all.
We can get further into the blow-by-blow of it all, but I’d rather hear what you think for a change.
**Remember: lead strong by asserting your unquestionable beliefs, leave in absolute doubt, confusion and utter resignation.
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