Slippin into darkness: Insanity or genius?

Thinking about this new Moon-eclipse, an old song I haven’t heard in decades played in my head all afternoon. The year was 1971. War, a multi-ethnic Longbeach fusion band, was touring in London when Slippin into Darkness was conceived.

Image result for images Howard Scott and War 1971

Guitarist and band frontman, Howard E. Scott, a Compton CA boy, was trying on a pair of boots that were too small. Employees at the store yanked them off so hard, it threw out his back. At the hospital, as the sedation took effect, Scott found himself slipping into darkness, peeking over the edge of reality into an altered state of consciousness.

This bizarre event inspired Scott to contemplate that borderline place between genius and insanity where creativity is often birthed, and the gifts and dangers that live in close proximity to that uneasy edge.

Slipping into Darkness you Tube

Slippin into Darkness was written for our times, too. It was released in 1971, the year Mars was last retrograde in Aquarius. The name of the band, War, evokes Martian energy; the music’s fusion of genres and the musicians’ multi-ethnicity both have a Mars in Aquarius quality. Finally, world and national news reports are currently inundated with the utterances and exploits of a man who calls himself a stable genius. The song’s warning is clear: pretty soon ya gonna pay.

Eclipse season has officially begun, my friends. The powerful energies of Pluto opposing tonight’s dark Moon prod us to appreciate where we’ve been. By remembering our past downfalls and triumphs we gain clarity about what nourishes and drives our creative impulse so that we can explore that edge with sacred awareness. I’ll see you there!

I was slippin’ into darkness
When they took my friend away
I was slippin’ into darkness
When they took my friend away
You know he loves to drink good whiskey 
While laughing at the moon
Slippin’ into darkness
Take my mind beyond the dreams
I was slippin’ into darkness, 
Take my mind beyond the dreams
Where I talk to my brother 
Who never said their name
Slippin’ into darkness, 
All my trouble so I choose
I was slippin’ into darkness,
All my trouble so I choose
I got a wife and a baby, 
Now my love hath gained its fame
Slippin’ into darkness, 
When I heard my mother say
I was slippin’ into darkness
When I heard my mother say
Hey, what’d she say
You’ve been slippin’ into darkness 
Pretty soon you gonna pay
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Published by Mary Louise

Consulting Astrologer. Call +1.603.630.6282 or email: the.galactic.gogo@gmail.com

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