So, What Happened to America on 11.22.1963? Tarot Zodiac Reading

I asked a general question, what happened to America on November 22 1963?

We all know what happened in one sense, but at a deeper level, what transpired on that day and in the ensuing days and weeks?

This is a tarot zodiac spread, simulating an astrological chart with its twelve houses.

Card 1 on the mid left is the first house, represented here by the Lovers. Ironically, the so-called ‘Swinging Sixties’ could be said to begin on this very date, with one of the most traumatic days in American history. The personality of the USA was transformed, creating disharmony and the need to heal. The great outpourring of love for the slain president also left a great emotional scar that is barely healed even today. Yet, this card implies that it will be overcome and the healing process will succeed. There has been help given.

Conflagration Avoided?

The opposite card number 7 on the right is Temperence, representing the country’s relationships. This indicates the great need for balance, peace, diplomacy and toleration, something quite evidently in short supply during the 1960s, but which was somehow achieved in the immediate aftermath of the assassination, despite the trauma and chaos. The whole situation could have easily escalated into something even more serious, like a general world conflagration.

Card 2, representing the second house of security and finance, is the 2 of Coins. This is opposed in house 8 of death and investment by the Wheel of Fortune. Here is shown an emerging duality in political and security issues and the fact that the sudden death of the chief executive did indeed turn everything on its head, despite the impression that the country simply carried on regardless. Within a year, the Vietnam War began in earnest, dividing the country.

A Sense of Injustice

Cards 3 and 9, houses of the mind, media, communication, foreign affairs and justice are represented by the 5 of Cups and Justice. I view the 5 of Cups as the second decanate of Scorpio ruled by the Moon. Quite understandably, the whole country was mentally traumatised and conflicted, but the sense of injustice did not go away. Very soon after the assassination, many began to seriously question the emerging narrative about what happened on that awful day. The repercussions of this are still going on today.

Cards 4 and 10 are the houses of homeland and government. I see the 3 of Coins as the third decanate of Capricorn ruled by Mercury. Very soon the logistical implications of administering a war on the other side of the world would cause a great rift the governing class, indicated by the 2 of Wands at house 10.

Four Lads from Liverpool

Cards 5 and 11 are the areas of entertainment, investment and group interests. The 7 of Swords in house 5 implies the need to distract the public mentally through entertainment. Let’s not forget that in less than three months four young men from Liverpool would arrive in America and plug a huge, gaping whole in America’s psyche. America and the world was changed, practically overnight. The 4 of Coins in house 11 might just be the most famous band of all time, bringing music and melody (Taurus=4 of Coins) to the public (11th house).

Finally, there are cards 6 and 12, areas of work, service, health and psychology. The 9 of Coins is the last decanate of Virgo ruled by Venus at house 6, indicating the practical attainments that were to be had with a diversifying economy and the workforce. One of the great achievements of the new administration has come to be called ‘The Great Society’.

Nevertheless, the Strength card in position 12 is a testimony not only of the courage needed, both emotionally and spiritually during these times, but also the defiant nature of the American public which is still evident today.

Copyright Francis 2021

Tarot World, November 17 2021: A Significant Day?

Middle card, overt situation:

A split in the narrative, alternatives.

Left card, covert situation:

Certain issues redeemed, though we may not see it at first.

Right card, outcome:

Significant movement and reversals.

Copyright Francis 2021

Poem ‘October’

English: Pumpkins
English: Pumpkins (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

October comes and suddenly
there’s too much change.
Enough already with trees going bare,

without having to alter clocks
to appease the North
which might not even care.

While some see beauty in decay,
all I find is a reckoning, revenge
in Hallowe’en’s red-eyed stare,

where we fare no better than pigs
fattened and slaughtered,
sentenced for nothing

by callous clowns in wigs.
So I will kick through the leaves,
as is the custom

in my search for a soul,
or a silver-lining in death,
wrapped up like a sausage

against the first icy blast
which blows away all joy
and steals the breath.

© copyright David F. Barker 2012
*First published in poetry collection ‘Anonymous Lines’, Night Publishing, available at amazon.

Flesh of the Gods

All Giza Pyramids in one shot. Русский: Все пи...
All Giza Pyramids in one shot. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

“For whosoever hath, to him shall be given, and he shall have more abundance: but whosoever hath not, from him shall be taken away even that he hath.” Matthew 13:12

His wish was for eternity, flesh
of the sun to mask his corruption; yet
he got his wish the instant Carter’s
torch shone through that chiseled hole: An afterlife
lived only through posterity, outshining
his ignominious end, all
made possible by legions of lackeys who worked
and then died.
Fast forward the centuries
and see little has changed, though
the flesh of the gods
is in bars, hidden in vaults underground, never
seen— like the hopes and dreams of peace,
these rigged scales of elusive justice. We are
left to scrap and save what we can
in a manufactured, finite
world, this theatre underfoot
none like us shall inherit. There is, after all,
only one sun in the sky
and Osiris lies in pieces, unable
to be mended again

© copyright Davidi F. Barker 2012

Poem ‘Fugitive’

fugitive

for so long you said nothing,
you let it all well-up inside.
It swelled like some geyser beneath you,
or some vast unstoppable tide

but clearly the choice was yours;
to sit quietly and safe in silence,
or face the dangers of disclosure.
what use was there in pretence?

so you told those cowards straight,
to carry on with ignominious lies,
because you knew the whole truth –
heck, you saw it with your own eyes!

so now you ride trains in the night,
mingle quietly in busy queues;
the world doesn’t want to see you
nor cares of the state of your shoes

and then one day, maybe quite soon,
you’ll vanish with barely a trace;
at least you knew your rabid enemy
defined the justice of your case

© copyright David F. Barker 2012