NEW MOON IN SCORPIO 2011
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26 Oct. 2011 19:56 UT Greenwich
Scorpio New Moon, you still do not light
that for intercourse in this sexy sign
with the Father Sun it is the seed time.
So you virgin were, mother in two weeks,
(and then two weeks more, and old you will be).
The germ in your womb that bears such a fruit
is one that encourages sublunary beings
to act passionate, to incur into excess,
seeking for the extreme, for the absolute thing,
in both what is evil and also what´s good.
Depending on the stage of evolution
there are three archetypes which reflect
the status and degree of consciousness:
the Scorpion, the Eagle and the Phoenix,
and the common factor is this: change,
transmuting, transformation, alchemy;
we all have -in more or less extent-
the lived experience of part of it, or all.
The Scorpion his poison does prepare
and his lethal sting, victims to make;
the selfishness of the ego here prevails
over the others, till a point arrives
when -suicidal- self sticks it to himself
and thus tastes from his own medicine,
which is the lesson to learn up to this point.
As scorpions it may be appropriate
(apart to start a matador career,
Scorpio and Bull are always opposites),
to read a detective novel “serie noir”,
or watch a gangster movie (in black and white);
get vaccinated against the flu to come
(no longer please delay it for more time).
We could also enter the operating room
injured by edged weapons or fire.
And more than anything have sex,
even including perversions into it
(of sado-maso type, to something say),
provided of course is played as a game.
To be like the eagle here is to take flight
to horizons that are a lot more open, clear,
where nothing can escape from the sight near
that falls into the ground up from the sky;
Picasso’s eyes (he was a Scorpio-beast),
is an adequate example to this case;
it is stealing the sacred fire from gods,
bringing it to Earth, it´s Prometheus´s Jobs.
Playing the eagle role at this time means:
to lance the wound as the good surgeon does,
and amputate the limb for body´s sake;
to start a psychoanalysis of dreams
(Sigmund Freud is a “scorpionesque” case);
to investigate the mysteries of life:
what this can be?, and death?, and destiny?,
where do I go? who am I?, where am I from?;
(of course there will never be any response
until we die to concepts that are made
by the both hemispheres left and right
of a brain polar, always comparative,
that must go up to levels much above
and dualities transcend: the white and black);
and all this connect us with the next round …
To be a phoenix, that from the ashes rise,
from remnants from a past that is combust,
and rediscover the needed soul strength,
which from itself takes always a new breath.
It’s time to burn in mysticism aflame,
rereading Saint John Cross, Santa Theresa,
to meditate on the Apocalypse
(a monastery in Patmos would be fit);
to increase the level of awareness
letting the interior being in silence deep;
target the light that burns us to the end
and become Dove of Spirit Supreme
with whitest feathers which ultimately blaze
into a pure bright tongue of holy fire.
Sun-Moon in Scorpio, that´s the time.
albertotrocóniz / 11
from “CELESTIAL CONNECTION “
PROMETHEUS´S.JOBS
STEVE JOBS (Poem in Memoriam)
PROMETHEUS´S.JOBS
Thank you my friend for the marvelous devices
that you have brought to this world out of Eden,
where you from the science-tree picked the APPLE
and gave it to us, the wrath of gods not fearing.
Just as Prometheus stole fire from Olympus,
and then Jove sent to his chains the infamous eagle
to daily bite him a piece out from his liver
as punishment for promoting mankind wiser,
I thus can see your disease and all the suffering
as a way of paying for all the pain spared*
in daily tasks -into elegance transformed-
and to millions of people the joy given.
Thus I wish you that all such a good karma**
promotes not a next (as NEXT you did already),
life in this world, but one that is much happier
in paradise amidst extensive orchards
of those -at one of their sides bitten- golden apples.
* Law of redemption through sacrifice.
**Law of the consequences our actions good and bad, so we are reborn in successive lives in order to debug and to be finally able to unite with the Absolute.
Recall that SJ was, is Buddhist.
albertotroconiz /11
CHANGE OF BLOG ADDRESS
FROM WORDPRESS TO BLOGGER
… A BIG JOURNEY
For reasons of a technical nature
I have changed this blog to a New Blog,
with the Link http://albertroconiz.blogspot.com/
were all my “posts” in english can be seen*.
For despite being very stylish
the carriage breaks keep running over it.
Versification I need; HTML without poets?;
(sorry my friends, but it’s a craze of me).
albertotrocóniz /11
*The original posts are a selection of those in Spanish that can be seen at this other Link http://albertotroconiz.blogspot.com/
(Here is the author´s translation, an as I am not a native English speaker, I am happy to receive suggestions for grammar corrections that you can send to my mail. Thanks.)
albertotroconiz@mac.com
WAWES
I give thanks to the sea for the great symbol
that is proposed to us to guess in contemplation,
of what is life;
a wave?, foam?, perhaps nothing?.
The vast dark force goes underground unchanged,
perennial, solitary;
above the winds and tides promote the waves,
in myriad forms created.
That seem to exist as entities, rise, grow,
propagate in space and in time,
sometimes as armies,
or as the mountains are.
But the bottom line is to be foam:
as they emerge so again they are dissolved;
and only last as long as the dream lasted
of the self believing to be free.
For its essence is thus to be created
from an apparent absence: the calm sea
where the wind “me” when blows,
produces an excrescence, then nothing.
Water returns to water, the balance sums to zero.
The deep silence awaits …
albertotroconiz /11
“Olas” is the original in Spanish that can be seen at
http://albertotroconiz.blogspot.com/2011/09/olas.html
(This is the author´s translation of it, an as I am not a native English speaker, I am happy to receive suggestions for grammar corrections that you can send to: albertotroconiz@mac.com. Thanks.)
11th SEPTEMBER
Twin figures are injured by lightning;
their graceful bodies to the slaughter go
from the accurate blow and unpredictable
that sever brutally from its stem the rose.
More will not be another May or September
for the mirrors of those fierce dawnings
of suns upon steels and glazed curtains
that promoted the glance of sidelong glimpses.
To the city boasting of your possession,
that is world reference for human mazes,
you were the north and needle to the bustle,
giving the scale, counting among the rare
taller buildings till the disgraceful cutting
that in your harvest indistinctly mowed.
albertotrocóniz / 11
TWIN TOWERS Poem
Who will see you, oh mirrors of the lights
on your skins reflecting the suns coming,
shading the color of twin by-passing hours
under the blue of the fast changing days.
Twin sister towers and peers in disgrace,
how are there flying indifferent cloudscapes
with the memory of loved and caresses
that for no more their action is to be.
Today you sink when wounded on the flanks,
torn by the claws of the unexpected beast
that opened the gaps in graceful bodies,
and to the bottoms vertical you go.
Dark sea of asphalt is down to welcome you
to the rough waves of dust and dark smoke
that swallows there the vessels with the lives
that held the thought to be at home that night.
albertotrocóniz /01
“TORRES GEMELAS” is the original title in Spanish that can be seen at the bottom link
(This is the author´s translation of it, an as I am not a native English speaker, I am happy to receive suggestions for grammar corrections that you can send to my mail. Thanks.)
albertotroconiz@mac.com
http://albertotroconiz.blogspot.com/2011/09/torres-gemelas-y-permutaciones.html
WORDLY CONNECTIONS
This “Blog” has on my “Facebook” correlate,
there I hang a variety of content
whose folders are displayed in the image;
and I pretend both media to be friends.
CONEXIÓN CELESTE
Los datos son: Madrid, Navacerrada,
Septiembre 10, del año 2011,
las 10:45, asciende Escorpio,
el Sol en Virgo, asimismo con Venus
y con Mercurio cerca, hay un gran Trígono
entre ellos con Júpiter y Pluto,
y Marte en un Sextil que también hacen
Luna y Neptuno con amo del Hades
(enfadado por cierto con Urano),
y también a Hermes son opuestos.
En conjunto hay de todo como siempre:
aspectos favorables y no tanto;
ya veremos de qué manera rota
fortuna veleidosa y lo imprevisto
que no es casualidad en cualquier caso,
mas causas que escapan a los cálculos;
y que solo conoce aquel quien sabe
de su divino plan cualquier extremo.
albertotroconiz 