Knower's Arc

"Big Aquarian Energy."

This was a compliment given to me on Instagram by a fellow Aquarian a few years ago on a picture I had posted about something zodiac-related. I'm inclined to say the post was about what "Mars in Aquarius" meant: how Mars is supposed to be the representative of ambitious, forward-driven, "Aries" energy where "Aquarian" energy is, in a nutshell, the out-of-the-box, eccentric, social revolution inspiring type.

To briefly elaborate: if your Mars is in Aquarius, then your style of setting and achieving goals might be scattered, all over the place, but really forthright. 9 times out of 10, based on this aspect alone, the cause for your goal would be just, and possibly even more important than the goal itself. In other words, you'd be idea driven, whereas, if your Mars was in Taurus, for example, your approach to achieving your goals would be much more rooted in foundation, consistent, and the goal itself would more likely be something you would have taken time to consider (and probably prove) possible to achieve.

I personally don't buy this stuff anymore, but I did, I want to share what I've come to know and show you how I got here.

My birthday is February 17. I was born on what you call a cusp. It's as it sounds: my birthday is on the cusp of two signs, according to the modern day astrology that you're probably used to, the one that the "Horoscope" app uses (there are many different takes on how astrology should work, and, fun fact, our popular Western version is very new). I happen to have been born toward the end of "Aquarius season" and within the 3-day parameter before Pisces takes over on the 19th, making me an Aquarius-Pisces cusp (that parameter works in both directions, you can be a Pisces-Aquarius cusp).

You may have guessed that this means cusp signs share some qualities of both of these signs. You may be right, leaning more toward the direction of the sign you were born into. Personally, I'm born into the Cusp of Sensitivity, and boy, does that make sense.

I. Feel. EVERYTHING. I can't NOT be sensitive. Ever since I was little, I knew when , where, and how to distance myself appropriately, but when I was excited, everything went out the window and everyone knew it from a mile away. I've always been this weird little open book. Fast forward to my teenage years where I taught myself the guitar and was convinced to start singing. Fast forward again to now, where I write songs at 27 to deal with emotion because logically, when I do something, the Aquarius in me is like, "Yo dog, wrap it up," (I'm from the hood, I have a ratchet side) while the emotionally considerate and consistently unsatisfied Pisces is uncomforatbly easygoing, saying, "One way or the other, you're gonna have to make it count. Don't forget to mean it." First of all, how dare I. Second of all, I'm just trying to enjoy my shower, man!

I came across a list a while ago on Facebook (the number one source of reliable information on the web). This list had each sign and their "self-statements." For example, Leo was "I Will," Gemini was "I See," Sagittarius was "I Am," from what I can remember. I figured at the time, I usually resonate with these things, so I read my 2 (shoutout to the cusp life, you get two of everything. You're basically your own twin).

For Aquarius, "I Know."

For Pisces, "I Feel."

What this added up to, for me, was my own awareness of the ebb and flow of the moods in my vicinity, which was kind of a natural thing for me already, and even though I don't co-sign with this information anymore, I still do my best to maintain an awareness of my surroundings as well as an understanding of things not expressly said. The difference is, I'm less concerned about being conscious of all of these details and more concerned with being available.

I realized that, no matter how much I stay on top of my astrological assignments, the day-by-day, month-by-month predictions just weren't fulfilling to me. The information was fascinating, and honestly I rejected the notion of leaving astrology behind at first. To be transparent, I still go back and check up on it from time to infrequent time, especially considering my wife and I just had our first daughter.

What I was looking for was answers about the fabric, or the essence of the soul, something no science could quantify and no wannabe lifestyle could brag about and sell on Instagram. I needed the original thing. The timeless piece that would fit all these pieces together- the science, the arts, the behavioral patterns, the injustice, the oppression, the privilege, the problems, the people, the places, the faces, the facts and the figures.

As far as I'm concerned, I found it, and I encourage anyone struggling with something right now, if you're reading this, to just accept my virtual fist bump before you continue. It's a safe space here.

All 4 of my closest friends are Leos, including my wife and brother, and the glory of each of these friendships has panned out to be in the strength with which we oppose each other's ideals. In each of these relationships, we found something out that has put the growth of goodness on the fast track. We found that only through interdependence do we truly gain lasting perspective, and, subsequently, the ability to nurture love in our hearts. Mind you, I had to have this same argument on 4 different occassions and in 4 different ways. I wish I could say I was more of the teacher but I really needed to bear the brunt for myself quite a few times to get it to stick. In the middle of argument number 3 and 4, which happened at the same time, my brother-in-law told me that this precept is what a man they call Jesus (sup, witches?) was supposedly all about, and how astrology was no good, blah blah blah. I wasn't trying to hear it. I had already put the work in.

Let me be real with you while I wrap this up, I detest organized religion and I vehemently despise the Vatican. If I could eliminate one place on Earth it would be the Vatican. If I could erase one religion from history it would be Catholicism. One like the other, unfortunately, they are in atrociously corrupt states, but if the story of what this one person did is true, if there's even a leg to stand on, well, it would be something.

Naturally, I decided to get to studying.

I found out about some theories, some lies, some truths, some ommissions over time and as it turns out, the Bible is not two, but a three part book. I came across the book of Enoch out of a curious search from a song I wrote in 2015. I wrote about some group called "The Watchers." I often write things I'm not sure of until years later. This search, in 2020, led me to The Book of Enoch, a Biblical text. Enoch is also mentioned in the Koran as a respected prophet and the inventor of sewing, as well as in the Book of Jude.

The Book of Enoch was removed from the Biblical texts.

In essence, God gave Enoch a revelation about the flood, about the Messiah, and about the future for people based on what they believed in. There was a group of angels assigned to watch over the Earth. This group of angels saw how beautiful the women on Earth had become and decided collectively to go down to Earth to fornicate with them. The fallen angels, or "The Watchers," taught the women they enticed different spells and charms, and about different plants, and they had children with them. The children grew to be giants and humans soon ran out of food, so the giants began eating each other, as well as humans, and man was at war with giants, introducing murder to people. When God's angels heard man's cry and saw all the bloodshed happening on Earth, they told God, and God banished the Watchers from heaven. The Watchers begged Enoch was to petition with God for mercy, but God sent Enoch back with the same message he gave him the first time. The Watchers went on to teach men and women witchcraft, how to craft with metal, they taught astrology, they taught women how to beautify their eyelids and the costs of precious stones. The Watchers opened the door for corruption, and in the midst of all this, God hid Enoch, and no one knew where he was. At this time, Enoch's great grandson was given a task to hide away as well. He would build an ark to last through the flood that would reset the Earth.

Now, aside from the fact that The Watchers were an actual thing in Biblical text, aside from the aligning of some things that were happening in my life at the time, and aside from the fact that I would and still do continue to find things I've dreamt about as a child literally be in the stories in the Bible, specifically in The Book of Watchers in The Book of Enoch, I come to find out in The Book of Genesis that Noah's birthday is on "the seventeenth day of the second month." At this point I really don't care if they were referring to the Roman calendar; if you know, you know.

The Bible was translated from an ancient Eastern language to Hebrew, to Greek, to Olde English, to a vast amount of different interpretations in English alone, not including the majority of the world's languages. Nothing is set in stone, but I do know one thing: had I not devoted so much time to fact checking my astrological chart, I would not have understood the value of the information I'm currently studying. I would not be able to consider astrology as knowledge of angels. I wouldn't have been able to really plant my feet in faith and adopt something truly good. Finally, I wouldn't have been able to put this thing to rest in saying, some information just isn't meant for us to truly understand.

I've since settled into my role of watching out as many people as I can. In this world of flooded timelines, drowning in useless information, I see so many relationships fall apart. I see so many families breaking because of social media; So many children losing this sense of identity that they know nothing about, being pressured by the parents who are pressured by the media when all the media wants is just to maintain a buzz. These things mean nothing to the executives above the content creators and it is of critical importance to the people living in turmoil, feeling like they themselves are not good enough with no place to turn. They end up turning to all kinds of self remedy, I know because I fought these battles and have to keep fighting because it doesn't stop when it's chemical. All of these propulsions are only going to make life more and more tumultuous, on a growing scale as time goes on.

So, the way I see it, my zodiac sign lines up perfectly with who I am as a person. From where I'm standing, we are, collectively, in a drought as far as widescale interdependence is concerned, especially through COVID-19, which has isolated the entire world. This places a solid inhibition on allowing real love into our hearts.

I'm not here to tell you what to believe. I'm just here to warn you about the flood.

The rainbow is a reminder: "I will never flood the Earth again."

I wonder what our next first will be...