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I had a little mental relief from thinking about a friend of mine talking his wealthy girlfriend into buying a house in Costa Rica where he could live and do his art, and she could visit occasionally with his permission. I actually suggested this in an e-mail to him, and I know he has to be thinking about it, even though as a Capricorn he probably couldn't/wouldn't because he's afraid she might accept the offer as an excuse to send him outta town while she worked at attracting a new, less gold-digging boyfriend.
I don't exactly use Julius Caesar as my model Capricorn in order to contemplate the possibilities of that sign in regard to the other. I'm more likely to envision Howard Hughes or more recently, Richard Milhouse Nixon. They're all the "little engine that could". My friend never seems to get over the hump, but he keeps trying. It's almost... hmm... cute.
I especially enjoy teasing him these days because he has evolved into a master painter, and financial success as an artist is right around the corner, but he's a double Capricorn with Cancer rising, so he doesn't trust the Gods to come through for him. On the other hand, I've had a chat, and it's a done deal. He's generous with his friends, so anything to allow him to afford better wines has got to be a good thing... right?
Another cheap friend came by yesterday afternoon with a bottle of $4 champagne. I added some of it to a glass of the $10 a gallon burgundy I dredge the SuperStore for, and it actually tasted a little bettah. He's gonna become a celebrated musician before Christmas, so that oughta help us with the cheap wine thing. He's learning to make himself invaluable to people who need him to bring their own genius to the fore. Since there are not many like that around the problem becomes sharing, but not alike.
In the past, when I used the Wilhelm/Baynes translation of the I Ching as an oracle daily, I seemed to learn statecraft by osmosis. In consideration of the problems I've encountered with authority figures, in the past, indirect learning such as that like osmosis might be the only way to fly.
God and the world knows I will buck up. I will get sullied up on ya' as a bid for time. I will shuck and jive. I learned from the best, like everybody else. Except that the best won't good enow. They based their enough on ancient truth that died with the dead past. I tried to find those non-physical teachers who worked it in the present on me so I couldn't not get it or use the avoidance of pain like an artful dodger.
My so-called teachers never felt my pain or acknowledged any persona I ever cooked up to impress them. Take Mescalito, for example, it just is, but you gotta take steps or wot it is don't become apparent, and even then, not to yo' mother's precious man-to-be. Something more elemental has to rise from the dead to cope with Mescalito's independence of your acknowledgement or self-interested praise.
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I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
