10:44 PM 5/8/2017  I had two spectacular, rock-solid Buffynicities tonight while I was running.

Buffynicity #1: Late last week I got my new insurance cards from State Farm.  Today I actually put them in my car.  It was a big deal because I took them out when I went to work and then I forgot to leave them in the car, so they sat on my desk all day until I left to come home.  Then tonight when Buffy and Riley broke up Xander was confronting Buffy about it and she said “he’s reliable” and Xander said “You make him sound like State Farm”.

Buffynicity #2: One of my angels got me into the music of Motorhead a few weeks ago, so now I have a dozen Motorhead albums on my iPod.  From the beginning, one of her favorite songs was “Bomber”.  It’s the sound of one of my phone alarms.  All the others play “Kashmir” but for some reason one alarm that goes off to wake me up at 5:30 every morning I have left playing “Bomber”.  So tonight Buffy was breaking up with Riley and Xander was confessing his love for Anya, who I have always associated with my Motorhead-loving angel, and they were lying in bed together and she said her feelings for Xander when he was gone was like there was a bomb about to go off.  This is the same angel that I was saying I had a rock-solid connection with on Saturday night.  So it was like this new level of connection after the all-day intensive was echoed in this rekindling between Xander and Anya, and marked by the song “Bomber” which is now even more special to me.

I felt like Riley was the old me, the soldier who got into darkness over his head, and had to go, and Xander was the new me, the one who had memories of being a soldier but was now with dark, vengeful Anya.

This was a major set of Buffynicities, which is nice because this weekend’s didn’t seem very intense.

Tomorrow the Moon inconjuncts Venus and the Sun trines Pluto.  I feel like I’m going to get a better handle on writing.  I can tell I’m ready and the feeling has done nothing but build for weeks now.  Toda for the first time I felt like I could take all these deep astral images of these stories that I’ve build playlists for and begin to translate them into written words.  Before I couldn’t do it because the story could never match the intensity of the fantasy, but now these astral forms are ready to be written about.  With my spirits helping I can write the true reflection of the form in time. 

I’ve also begun a playlist for the 7th and final book, which I think is a major key – having the end of the whole thing in sight.

I’m going to order a copy of “Paris Spleen”, by Baudelaire, which I haven’t read in years.

Mercury conjuncts Uranus tomorrow night, so I’ll be working on that.  Moon inconjunct Mars as well.

I have angels sitting next to me as I write this.  It’s so nice to have crossed the barrier to seeing them as though they were people in the room with me. 

I have so much that happens in my mind during the day, and then when I write I can barely remember it, but remembering these things is the key to deepening the channeling.

For instance I think a lot about Buffy TVS and how the show has become a landmark in my life.  The feelings I have about this show are related to my feelings about my angels.  There is a vibratory similarity.  It’s like an interior mental space.  And it’s going to help me accept the dismal reality of corporate entertainment in the 21st Century, which in turn will help me accept the dismal inadequacy of humanity in the 21st Century.