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Bird flew

Saturday, February 10th, 2007

“We have failed to grasp that when we do not protest and demand an end to atrocities committed in our name, something trips in the deep-brain cynicism of the governing psyche, which takes heart from the passivity it finds and devises more ways to control and enforce its will.”
Henry Porter

Whoever had the brilliant idea to attach the customary annual Asian flu scare to birds has certainly seen it take wings and soar. Now it seems it’s got legs as well. Since its first appearance in Autumn 2005, the fantastical idea that humanity is about to succumb to some super-flu virus which is about to jump species from birds to humans and wipe out up to 150 million of us has not only grabbed the public imagination, but government coffers as well. In figures announced 2 days ago, Roche Pharmaceuticals, subsidiary of Swiss-based multinational Roche Holding AG and manufacturers of the anti-viral drug Tamiflu, has seen net income soar to £3.7billion in 2006, a rise of 34% on 2005’s figures.

To put this in perspective, Roche’s net income was greater than the entire gross domestic product – that is, the value of all final goods and services produced within a nation in a given year – of the bottom 73 nations of the World Bank’s 183-nation rankings in 2005. (The parent company’s revenues exceeded the GDP of 119 of those 183 nations.) When you consider that a substantial proportion of this was on the strength of a mere fantasy that has no basis in current reality, only an unproven theoretical possibility of coming into being, and probably no better odds of happening than any of the other disaster scenarios we regularly entertain our imaginations with, the sheer lunacy and obscenity of our collective gullibility in the face of these druggernauts becomes all too painfully plain (not to mention the hypocrisy of our societal attitudes to illegal drugs cartels).

For a grounded and thorough examination of the avian flu question, see the article Avian flu – the ecology of an epidemic from the archives of the Ecologist magazine, which is no less relevant today than it was when written in December 2005. And for a depressingly plausible reason for the US administration’s enthusiastic participation in the flu promotion circus, see Dr Joseph Mercola‘s comments.

Who would believe so much money could be made from selling illusory “protection” against an illusory threat? To anyone familiar with astrology, this has all the hallmarks of the Neptune archetype. It seemed worth checking out.

The astrological chart for the event (below) is extraordinary. It fell within an extended period during which conflicting forces in the shape of fixed squares, crosses, yods, and other configurations were severely disrupting many people’s equilibrium. The original announcement of the putative “epidemic” was made by Dr David Nabarro at the UN on September 29 2005. Note how retrograde Neptune, the planet of illusion and deceit (and also drugs and addiction), is the focus of the chart. Neptune was in loose opposition to both Saturn, giving inner fears outer structure and form, and the Moon, allowing illusion to play on unconscious fears and emotions and people’s sense of security. (In a chart such as this, the Moon also represents the people as a collective.) With the Moon and Saturn in Leo, there’s an element of control and domination in these aspects. Neptune was also in loose trine to Jupiter, magnifying its effects, exact to Mercury, maximising its effective communication, and again loosely to the Sun, giving it power. The Libran colouration of these 3 planets lent apparent balance and respectability, as did the aura of scientific detachment attaching to this most Aquarian of illusions.

Of themselves, each of these aspects had the potential to manifest in a positive as much as a negative light, but squaring Neptune, Mars (stationing before turning retrograde 2 days later) opposed Venus, each in the sign of their detriment, creating heightened tension and distortion fueled by big ambitions (Mars in Taurus) and excessive desires (Venus in Scorpio) and much potential for manipulation. Neptune septile Pluto invited greater ungrounded irrationality on a global scale than at any time since it last happened during the 1930s, which saw the rise of Fascism and other totalitarian regimes. Pluto inconjunct Mars indicated an obsessive, domineering and aggressive attitude towards work matters, and Pluto in trine to the Moon a self-assured confidence and inner security, coupled with great insight into the inner unconcious motivations of people, magnified by the presence of Jupiter in sextile to each.

It hardly seems necessary to go into any more detail, but when we do, there are additional levels of emphasis and illumination. Neptune was in direct opposition to Dark Moon Lilith, a theoretical point representing the negative unconscious, which was conjunct the asteroid Nemesis, the Achilles’ heel or source of the problem. Mars, representing the will and activating principle of the chart, was conjunct the asteroid Pandora, which scarcely needs an explanation. Saturn was in exact opposition to within one minute of the asteroid Arachne representing intrigue, entanglement and entrapment.

Most eloquent of all is the Sabian symbol for Neptune’s degree (15° Aquarius). “A big businessman at his desk.”

Astrological chart for bird flu announcement

An annular solar eclipse occured 3 days later at 11° Libra, trining Neptune. In her book, Predictive Astrology: The Eagle and the Lark, Bernadette Brady notes that this particular eclipse is one with “immense power, anger and force … huge obstacles will suddenly and easily clear”. Since solar eclipses are meant to take effect for as many years as minutes the eclipse lasts, the influence of this one is due to hang around until early 2010. Looking at this chart, it’s really no wonder this illusion has become so pervasive and so powerful. It’s almost tempting to wonder if Roche Pharmaceuticals employ an in-house astrologer …

“Ambition is a gilded misery, a secret poison, a hidden plague, the engineer of deceit, the mother of hypocrisy, the parent of envy, the original of vices, the moth of holiness, the blinder of hearts, turning medicines into maladies, and remedies into diseases.”
Thomas Brooks

The proof of the pudding

Monday, January 30th, 2006

“A human being is a part of a whole, called by us ‘universe’, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest…a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in it’s beauty.”
Albert Einstein

Pertinent to mention that most of this month’s blog contributions have been made under the influence of another proving!

This one’s particular focus at the more philosophical end of its spectrum has to do with the way in which the underlying state gives rise to its outward manifestations, and vice versa in how outer manifestations reflect the nature of the underlying state. It highlights the frequently paradoxical nature of the process – or at least paradoxical to western thought – and the way we tend to get things twisted back-to-front and inside-out.

Cosmic Sphere by Camille Flammarion 1842-1925

It was interesting that in response to January 27th’s post, Carol Willis mentioned the Golden Rule (see the Comments to that entry), and it’s right enough that it infuses the moral and ethical standards of most cultures on the planet right down to children’s stories such as Charles Kingsley’s 1863 classic The Water Babies featuring the redoubtable rulers of the water-babies’ kingdom, Mrs Doasyouwouldbedoneby and Mrs Bedonebyasyoudid. If recognition of the value of such principles is pretty much universal, how is it that we fail so dismally to carry principle through to action?

It lies in the nature of the mirror. The underlying state is not something that can be perceived directly. It’s evident only by the manifestations it gives rise to which are like a mirror to its nature. Since our attention is captured by the reflection, rather than its source, we mistake this for the fundamental “reality” and see things back-to-front and inside-out, often entirely oblivious to the fact that there’s an underlying state generating these manifestations in the first place. The result of this is that we aim for the ultimates, the manifestations of the underlying state, as goals in and of themselves. Because we perceive them as goals, rather than reflections, we attempt to impose them on ourselves and others rather than focusing on the underlying state that naturally and spontaneously gives rise to them (much as Paracelsus highlights in the quote beginning the last post).

“What we are looking for is what is looking.”
St Francis of Assisi

As our self-discipline (or imposed discipline) strengthens and we succeed in acting in ways that are selfless, compassionate, etc, we believe we’ve achieved our aim. Which indeed we have – we’ve succeeded in imposing these qualities on ourselves. But the underlying state remains unchanged. It’s merely been strait-jacketed into a facsimile of the genuine article, but will continue as it always has to make its nature known in acting out, projection onto “other”, or in internal dis-ease, while we, delighted with our successes in overcoming our “base nature” and “doing the right thing”, remain ignorant of the fact.

We’ve made this error with each of the major world religions; the main reason why we’re left now with so much profound fragmentation, conflict and empty ritual. We’re making the same mistake again with the re-emerging spirituality of the “New Age”. Everywhere people are concentrating on the ultimates; trying to be in the eternal now, in universal compassion, etc, etc, learning techniques to impose this discipline or that discipline on themselves in the hopes it will lead to realisation, and ignoring all the reflections in the mirror which tell us what state we’re really in.

“There are two ways to be fooled. One is to believe what isn’t true; the other is to refuse to believe what is true.”
Søren Kierkegaard

This isn’t to say that practicing such techniques can’t help us along the path to the realisation we desire, only that we’re very good at fooling ourselves into thinking we’ve “got it” when we haven’t. We want it so bad we ignore all the signs telling us we’ve still got stuff nailed under the carpet to attend to.

A lot of the stuff under the carpet comes from the basic assumptions we’re conditioned with since childhood, passed down from generation to generation, and which are so universal we can’t see them for what they are. The doctrine of original sin, for instance, has one helluva lot to answer for. The idea that we’re born bad and have to spend the rest of our lives struggling to keep the badness under control accounts for an awful lot of our bad behaviour, not to mention the backlash notion that we’re really full of fundamental goodness and anyone pouring cold water on the unending feel-good fest is just being negative. We’re born neither bad nor good. W’e’re just born: with the potential to destroy or create, to fragment or amalgamate. A potential almost as diverse and limitless as the life-force of which we’re an inseparable part, and equally free of value judgement. How we’re conditioned to see and value ourselves, how we come to terms with that, and the choices we make as a result, are what determine the “reality” of our lives and the quality of our actions.

“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity … and I’m not sure about the universe.”
Albert Einstein

Daft days

Thursday, January 5th, 2006
Jorge Luis Borges, 1899-1986

Jorge Luis Borges, 1899-1986

“Let us admit what all idealists admit – the hallucinatory nature of the world. Let us do what no idealist has done – let us search for unrealities that confirm that nature. I believe we shall find them in the antinomies of Kant and in the dialectic of Zeno … ‘The greatest wizard (Novalis writes memorably) would be the one who bewitched himself to the point of accepting his own phantasmagorias as autonomous apparitions. Wouldn’t that be our case.’ I surmise it is so. We (that indivisible divinity that operates in us) have dreamed the world. We have dreamed it as enduring, mysterious, visible, omnipresent in space and stable in time; but we have consented to tenuous and eternal intervals of illogicalness in its architecture that we might know it is false.”
Jorge Luis Borges, Other Inquisitions

After writing the previous entry, this lovely quote from Borges (above) came to mind. It was also very timely in view of a few “tenuous and eternal intervals of illogicalness” in the architecture of our reality that were making themselves felt, and the fact that it all coincided with what in Scotland used to be called the “Daft Days” around Christmas and New Year when the established order would traditionally be turned on its head for a succession of riotous celebrations.

My daughter has been “losing” some things in her room, some of which turned up again today. All of us have been through the third degree as she was convinced it had to be one of us, but nobody goes into her room because we’ve simply no reason to, and nobody had.

Just how many of us, I wonder, have seemingly misplaced items we were convinced we left in a certain place, only to find them turning up somewhere else in the vicinity some time later when it’s quite impossible for them to have done so by any “ordinary” means? A generation ago country people would have just smiled and muttered something about the “wee folk”, but these days we’re inclined to put it down to personal mental aberrations, or family members playing tricks and telling lies about it, etc. But sometimes none of those explanations quite fit. Of course it would be nice and comforting if there were a simple and obvious explanation, but sometimes there isn’t.


When I moved house just over a year ago, I spent a few days going back to our old house to clean up for the new owners. One afternoon I was finishing up for the day when I noticed the mud and shoe-rubber marks on the wall by the front door where the shoe rack had been. I decided to clean that off before I left and fetched the scouring cream from the bathroom, squeezed some out onto a damp sponge, and made pretty quick work of it. I wiped off the wall, washed out the sponge and cloth, left the scouring cream by the kitchen sink, and left. The next day I came back to carry on. The scouring cream was just where I left it by the sink. Except it wasn’t scouring cream. It was washing-up liquid. Same brand, same container, very similar label, but washing-up liquid – clear translucent washing-up liquid, not white creamy scouring cream. Also a broom I’d left in the hall wasn’t there any more. My first thought was that my ex-partner had been in, though his post was still there which seemed a bit strange if he had. I phoned him. He hadn’t been near the place. Nobody else had a key.

I searched the house all over (pretty easy: it was empty) and no scouring cream came to light. For a brief moment I doubted my sanity and wondered if I could possibly have used washing up liquid on the wall (even though I wouldn’t have dreamed of doing so because it wouldn’t have removed those rubber marks, and even though I’d known it was scouring cream from squeezing it out on the sponge), but running a finger over the wall I found scouring cream residue that I hadn’t completely wiped away.

The next day I brought some more scouring cream from my new house along with some other cleaning materials in a bucket and left it in the kitchen while I cleaned up elsewhere. When I came back into the room about an hour later it had disappeared, though this time it wasn’t replaced by anything. The dustpan and brush that I’d left on the kitchen floor had also vanished. I looked all around the area I’d left it, but nothing. By this time I was quite incredulous and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. I walked into the centre of the house and called out to whatever mischief-makers were within earshot could I please have my dustpan and brush, broom and scouring cream back.

I went off to do something else then came back into the kitchen. There was the dustpan and brush, just where I’d left it before. I went out into the hall and there was the broom, just where it had been 2 days earlier. No scouring cream. But later, when I went back to my new house, there was the scouring cream under the bathroom sink where it belonged. The washing-up liquid never changed back into scouring cream though. I still have it. Just in case one day …

The way all this happened left me no option but to conclude (short of diagnosing myself barking mad, which you’re at liberty to do of course!) that “reality” is not quite what we take it to be.

There’d been other instances while we lived in that house, like the time we’d all gone out with the children and their grandparents on a chilly April day to a local indoor adventure playground and my coat had gone missing from the pile by our table. When we got home it was hanging up on its usual peg. Going out on a chilly April day in Scotland without a coat is not an option. It’s just something I’d never do. Ever. And I knew I’d taken it off and put it in the pile with everyone else’s. But on that occasion, since nobody else could remember whether I’d been wearing it or not, there didn’t seem any choice but to succumb to the logic implied by the coat on the peg.

Wee folk

It seemed like all the shenanigans with the cleaning materials happened just as we were leaving to tell me that I hadn’t been mistaken after all. And since talking about it to other people, it’s amazing how many have come out with similar incidences, equally or even more improbable and unexplainable. Whether it’s mischievous “gremlins” or wee folk, or cracks in reality’s façade, who knows? All I know is that all is not as it seems. And I do like its sense of humour.

(For more thoughts on Borges’ assertions, see the essay Holed in One.)

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