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Several days of nearly unparalled, fireworks level ‘notifications’ by the Serpent ― which, throughout its varied synchronous manifestations, displays a strong karmic twist. I get it: this journey will not only be explosively potent (could be my last in fact) but also resonates with the sinews of personal destiny in this and other lifetimes. Compounding the signs, trip preparations are punctuated by a series of upsets both personal and collective (the later pertaining to the portending U.S. presidential election results). Finally departing, well prepared but late and tired from a week of too little sleep and too much emotional roller-coasting.

The Dog And The Tsunami (car crash #1)
2:00 PM. Breaking hard for a dog amusing itself at chasing cars on the road...3-gallon water jug comes flying, shattering on the dashboard. Inside the vehicle a tsunami is unleashed, a wall of water rising between me and the windshield...the wave then comes crashing down, pouring into every possible opening (air vents, audio speaker grilles, glove box, neoprene seats, floor carpeting, ...), drowning everything in and beyond sight. Vehicle electronics go beserk. Removing fuses i manage to keep on driving, hoping for the best. Of most concern is the drowned handheld gps: if ruined, adventure will have to be cancelled. But the device eventually dries up.

The Ghost Deer (car crash #2)
2:14 AM. The lane is straight and clear...until suddenly it isn’t. Like a chess piece placed at a moment’s notice, the deer fills most of the windshield view, not 10ft away, and not moving (hypnotised by the floodlights, by the stare of the cobra on the dashboard). Not even time for the foot to hit the break pedal...it is a 60 miles/hr crash. The vehicle has stopped dead in its tracks (listening to a track called ‘Running’...). For a brief moment Pegasus of the desert, the animal has flown 60ft in the air and landed in perfect alignment on the lane divider. It is dead too (its soul soars again). I have hardly felt the impact. Coming to my senses the devastation is slowly taken in. OMG.

Was i tempting the fates heading out into the wilderness at that juncture in time? If i am to be honest with myself, there was probably some of that. How about re-enacting a past karmic experience with a kind of unconscious, resignated death wish? Harder to say.
But I also believe that heading out to meet my destiny in whichever way it chose to manifest was the appropriate response
the only action that could properly engage/acknowledge my spiritual guardians/overlords while absorbing the core intensity of the (astrological) Martian energies present at the time.
Would i have met a literal end in the wilderness? In retrospect
given the strong and precise nature of the omens, and the astrology involved [see below] it is quite likely. Lacking psychedelics in my pouch, there would have been no metaphorical death possible. Instead, the Serpent-Jaguar (and/or its corresponding parts in my unconscious) chose to sacrifice the 'avatar' that was this motor vehicle. I was spared physically but brought down to my knees and humbled to the core. Come to think of it: a psychedelic experience of the highest order.

12 CHIKCHAN: ‘Serpent’ day during the IX (‘Jaguar’) trecena. Significantly, one of only 2 dates in the 260-day calendar that combine Serpent and Jaguar energies: constituents of the Mandala organism and overseers of my personal destiny. Onset of personal ‘Serpent’ trecena period and 52-day shift period.
Full Moon on natal Mars (forward momentum, fronts, metals, notoriously accident-prone).
― Pluto (total breakdown, explosive death-and-rebirth) squaring natal Nodal Axis (past & future karmic experiences).
Lunar Return for that month showing Mars (see keywords above) exactly on Aquarius Ascendant (suddenness and unpredictability). Special destiny number 52 is on striking display: 4 Aqu 52 for the Ascendant, with exact time of return 11:52:52 AM.
Local Space compass showing Pluto line (see keywords above) running exactly through crash site.
Pluto-on-the-MC (see keywords above) and Chiron-on-the-IC (private wound) lines running near crash site.