The 26th of December is a peculiar day for me. In my rather peculiar life, to have a more than usual peculiar moment is … (don’t know the word).
Questions which are not necessary I find a waste of the energy – the Astrological energy. Most of the time I find myself telling people and myself why ask this or that question. So l don’t ask unanswerable questions. Most of those unanswerable questions become religious blood feuds.
So you can imagine the quandry I am in when Boxing day turns out to be the same day as the day of the death of a very important person – Zoroaster.
en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zartosht_No-Diso
But it is even more interesting. The 26th of March is Zoroaster’s Birthday. That is far too close to Jesus Christ’s death.
To me this is too much to ignore, and voices grow loud in my dumb-ass brain. Bruce Almighty who cares? But a solution shouts.
Screaming from somewhere I hear “it’s the same. It’s all one. There is no such thing as death. Think outside the box.”
I write it here and the voices are gone.
