pisces are perhaps the most inaccessible of all the star signs, a hidden continent, obscured my their multi dimensional and esoteric perceptions of nature and their romantic sentiments. the main criticism is they are not based in reality, yet this criticism is always made by the human constructed reality not reality itself.
time teaches me that we are very misunderstood beings, often drawn towards drugs in search of transcendence, the poets motivation and yet finding transcendance without them. i was always enamoured by the pull towards leaving my earthly body and seeing what lays beyond. my drives were philosophical and romantic, my love is for the universe itself because one day it revealed itself to me and engaged me in the most profound way.
i can't expect people to understand this except the people who witnessed this. all i can say it was part of a journey i had been on for many years and a rebirth of monumental proportions.
pisces differ from others because they have the ability to know there is no difference between the man dreaming he is a butterfly and the butterfly dreaming he is a man. we have incarnated as all other signs, thus we are the last symbol of the zodiac.
further all consensus reality is a tiny fraction of the whole picture.
human cns are not evolved enough to perceive anything else, however there are other tools available, intuition being one.
all things that occur on a physical level occur in many dimensions, one can say that the emotional world is one dimension, manifesting itself because of something that is occurring in a higher dimension. for example a soul may bring two people together to incarnate itself, the two people would have no consciousness about this unless they had a wider perspective of reality, the kind that piscean people generally share.
we are the links between this world and the higher levels of reality, we are the visionaries and our place in consensus reality is one of rejection. especially under the glamour. we reject the glamour and see it for what it is, a glamour cast by the unconscious elements at work within our lives and they are legion. these are like a poison to a pisces because they are in opposition to love and to the true nature of the intelligent universe. the worst thing that could possibly happen to a pisces soul is for it to be diminished by those who love it. this has been the issue between my mother and myself. in her world there is no room for visionaries. she is a political animal not a spiritual being.

picsean children need the upmost care. they require exceptional understanding and respect that their true nature is not diminished or devalued. from experience, all they require is for the people who love them to believe in them.
the failings of pisces is that they can escape to far away, unreachable, distant, detached from other people and then ungrounded, when they need to be. this is my failing.

as i read my book on emotions i come to a section called breaking contracts. now this is an area that's new to me, i always had heard of this concept in peripheral circles but i never really understood it as a process or theory. i have 64 vows, 97 contracts, 47 promises,13 agreements, 11 karmic allotments, 17 trade agreements over 19,423 lifetimes together with my soul partner and it's probably time to let it go. we have been doing this dance a long time, and i guess i need to take some responsibility here.
what does this mean?
i'll follow the process of contract breaking and let you know.
i'm an unconditional love man.
that's the only way i can be now although i have my limits of tolerance and compassion. don't mistake my kindness for weakness, many have.
i need to step up to being a friend now, and let go of the romantic elements which i guess exist in some form of contracted arrangement we agreed to once, from some form of soul nature.
i relinquished ideas of control or power a few years ago, and it has served me well, even when i exert power it's playful and harmless, erotic power has to be. but the magnetic pull here is somewhat different, it's beyond space and time itself. it's neither sexual or intellectual, it's always been there taking some kind of form only now i can articulate it in a language i understand.
the magickians strength is to know when to act in a mystic tradition, surrender to something greater than the self although when i think about it my musical compass points towards the the, 'gravitate to me.' a song that seems to en capture it, whatever 'it' is.



that's the end of this chapter in captain missions weird and wonderful life.
i see wendy the witch on friday, she will preform her surgery upon my spirit, heal the wounds and repair whatever damage needs fixing up.