The unknown awaits us, but I feel that this unknown is a totalization and will be the true humanization for which we longed. Am I speaking of death? no, of life. It is not a state of happiness, it is a state of contact.
A man's body, and therefore in particular a saint's body, is nothing else but matter and is a piece of the world, of that same world which is a tissue of mechanical necessities. We are ruled by a double law: an obvious indifference and a mysterious complicity, as regards the good, on the part of the matter which composes the world; it is because it reminds us of this double law that the spectacle of beauty pierces the heart.
Simone Weil, "Classical Science and After" On Science, Necessity, and the Love of God, 12
The Sun enters Sagittarius III, The Horse’s Skull (according to Austin Coppock‘s naming conventions) on 12 December 2023. T. Susan Chang called this decan Weight of the World paralleling the Golden Dawn name for the Tarot card assigned here, the 10 of Wands or Lord of Oppression.
The last decan of Sagittarius is ruled by Jupiter but administered by Saturn. That ‘administrator’ role carries an…
In the face of the impossible ... they submit themselves at once. The impossible – meaning the stone wall? Which stone wall? Well, of course, the laws of nature, the conclusions of the natural sciences and mathematics.
That was the problem with witchcraft: It was as if everybody needed the witches but hated the fact that they did, and somehow the hatred of the fact could become the hatred of the person. People then started thinking: Who are you to have these skills? Who are you to know these things? Who are you to think you're better than us? But Tiffany didn't think she was better than them. She was better than them at witchcraft, that was true; but she couldn't knit a sock, she didn't know how to shoe a horse, and while she was pretty good at making cheese, she had to have three tries to bake a loaf that you could actually bite into with your teeth. Everybody was good at something. The only wicked thing was not finding out what it was in time.
Have we fallen into a mesmerized state that makes us accept as inevitable that which is inferior or detrimental, as though having lost the will or the vision to demand that which is good?
Those comfort zones you have settled in can become threatening. Like overgrown ivies they’ll keep climbing up your walls and strangle your beautiful architecture.