Why I Hate Astrology: A Love Song for the Eclipse Season
a failed podcast attempt and some words of solidarity for everyone in the throes of it
I’m an astrologer, and I’m sick of reading about astrology. I’m sick of hearing about the eclipses and what lessons Saturn and Pluto have in store for me. I’m so fucking over reading for my sun, moon, or rising sign.
“At the end of the day, it’s just a fever dream.”
To quote my drunk brother on the phone last night, trying to console me, telling me about the ten times he tried to kill himself and how it doesn’t get better but it does get funnier.
This is an introduction to a failed attempt at a podcast called “Psychedelic Protocols for the Eclipse Season.” The podcast failed because astrology works and maybe don’t try to rush a recording between ellipses, with Mercury in the dragon’s mouth.
You think you’re in control? The Fates are going to put you in your place by destroying the recording seven times over and breaking everyone’s mic in the process. Brutal.
Astrology is not a warm hug. It’s not abou…
