Now regarding Bob Dylan, after writing that last blog, I mentioned it to the AMF who reminded me the story may not be true! Dylan is famous for making things up, specifically his history but I can’t see where this changes much. The story inspires… me!

Because I am a Saturn / Neptune type and routinely supported by imagined reality. But unlike Bob Dylan who is a lying Gemini, with Mercury in Gemini square Neptune, my stories are all true and I’ll tell you one of them.

I’ll tell you about my first epiphany which came when I was 8 years old. I call it the original Talking Pig and what happened was I in a very compromising position. I was in a life or death situation as far as I know when all of the sudden it was very clear to me, not only was I going to survive short term, but my life was going to be very long. Long, long, long. And I was not too happy about this at the time. In fact, I was infuriated!

And I’m sorry for how that sounds. It’s not depression, but Neptune. I would have preferred escape, see? Neptune in Scorpio, death as an escape. Get me out of here, but no. That was not what was going to be.

The Pig talked, or God talked, or perhaps my own little psyche talked. But in whatever case I came out of this experience knowing in my bones I was going to live a very long time. This was a fact that was unequivocal, so what do you suppose I did?

Well I’ll tell you. I believed this information and I believed it hard core. I knew this was true like I knew my name and once I knew it I could not un-know it. And I began to make all kinds of decisions based on this knowing.

For example, when I was 10, I mentioned I stole Henry’s truck and went to town! Because think about it. I’m a kid but I know I’m not going to die. So what’s the worst that can happen, hmm?

And you get the idea. I was a very, Very, VERY ballsy kid. And when I look back on my life I see that virtually everything I have ever done was colored by that experience and I don’t even know if it happened. Did it happen? Or did I imagine it happened? Caught in this crisis, did I simply make up (Neptune) reality (Saturn) on the spot?

So one day I was tending bar. I was legal by then, I was 19. And I was working in socks for some reason. Oh yeah! It was a costume and I like being barefoot.

But anyway of the customers looked over the bar and down at my feet. I guess he thought they were big or something because he said, “Jeez, Elsa, look at your feet. You’ve sure got a good grip on the earth.”

“You have no idea,” I said, smiling at him. Because obviously I knew I wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

And there was another time. I was tending bar again. I was about 20, I guess. And some bastard was really giving me a hard time. And not very many people gave me a hard time back then, or ever in my life for that matter. Because I am not what you would call the easiest person to fuck with, but this guy was managing. He was sharp as a knife and mean as hell and he had me completely on the ropes and in agony.

But then the Pig came back to me. And I walked over to this guy and got right in his face, across the bar. I mean, I got inches away from him. He was about 35.

“Let me tell you something, you bastard,” I said. “You listen to me.”

“What?” he said. He was glad I’d come back for more and ready to slap me down.

“You’re going to die. You’re going to die and when you do, I’ll still be here,” I said with total confidence and conviction.

And at that, the whole bar cracked up and the guy slinked out of there soon after.

But you get my point. I have lived my entire life shored up (Saturn) by this illusory thing (Neptune) that happened when I was a kid. And it goes on to this day.

“Don’t worry,” I tell various people. “I will be there when you die. I’m pretty sure I’m not going anywhere. I will be very shocked if I do. I have a very long life, whether I like it or not…”

“Why not like it?”

“Because I will be left when you die.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. I’d much rather get hit by a train, wearing earphones but that’s not what’s going to happen…”

And I feel so sure when I say these things. It’s as if they are simple facts. So here it is decades later and that Pig still plays. Like last year when I was called back after a routine mammogram for a 2nd look…

“Don’t worry. I doubt I have cancer and even if I do, obviously I’m going to survive it. Everyone knows my life is long. I just don’t get out like that. My life is much longer,” I said. “It’s longer by far.”

So there you go. I am the rare women going back to the doctor for a bad mammogram, completely devoid of fear and supported by… nothing.

And this is an example of hologram (Neptune) fear (Saturn) turned inside out. It’s hologram support that dissipates fear. And you see my point.

It doesn’t matter if I was an 8 year old with an epiphany from God, a girl with an overactive imagination, or I am just plain delusional. What’s real and verifiable is the fact that my reality (Saturn) morphed (Neptune) that day and in turn, my entire life has been enormously and favorably impacted by this illusory thing.

And when the information came to me, had I not believed…then nothing. There would have been no affect at all. Sort of like God throwing pearls before swine. (no pig pun intended ;-))

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