N G I S of
the Month
Feb 19 Mar 20
By Varij Varidium
Pisces Pisces, twices: two fish swimming in opposite directions. One fish sacred, the other profane. One blissfully flowing with the river toward union with the ocean of life, the other struggling against the current, battling to survive in this harsh and unforgiving material world. One fish, blessed with faith, trust and gratitude, living in a world of magic and wonder, the other
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Pisces: Love, Sacred & Profane Human & Mystical anxious, fearful, barely staying afloat. One fish kind, loving and devoted; the other evasive, escapist, prone to go to water when the heat is on. One fish intuitive, compassionate and wise, a sympathetic soul to turn to in troubled times; the other confused, needy, addicted; a ‘would be-could be-should be’, a ‘wannabe’, unable or unwilling to take effective action to improve its lot in life.
“I have known good and evil, sin and virtue, right and wrong / I have judged and been judged / I have passed through birth and death, joy and sorrow, heaven and hell / And in the end I realized that I am in everything, and everything is in me.” – Hasrat Inayat Khan
The final sign in the cycle of the zodiac, Pisceans often find themselves asking “Is this all there is?” And answering their own question with, “If that’s all there is, then let’s keep dancing.” They may then, if they are that kind of fish, go onto the next line of the song, “Let’s bring out the booze, and have a ball.” They feel to the depths of their very soul, “there’s got to be more to life than this”. Channelling Pisces, let me continue. “Ah, woe is me. I must have been born under a bad sign.” Shakespeare was right. Life really is just “a tale told by an idiot full of sound and fury signifying nothing”. Pass me another drink please. Suzuki Roshi said it even better: “Life is like setting sail on a boat we all know is someday going to sink”. What kind of God is running this show? God is dead! Long live God! One day I’m going to write a book and expose God for the sham he is. Ah yes, ‘tis
