Welcome to the Estuary

Welcome to the Estuary

“ Where are you?  Well, you shot straight down rivers of emotion and streams of thought.  You’re here now, in the estuary of dreams.

Stick with the current and before you know, it you’ll hit the mind-sea.   That’s where the Buddha whales live.  Big ole psychic things the size of cruise ships, you can’t get within 100 miles of ‘em without them getting inside your head.  The waves start singing and before you know it- you’re half drowned and seeing mandalas crawling all over the reefs.  Then you black out and wake up washed ashore, telling your mates all about the sorta things they’ll never believe.  Til it happens to them, ‘course.

Once you pop out of the range of one of the Buddha whales, you’re in deep, as far from land as anyone ever needs to be.  Just pray its nothing more than the natural fury of the mindsea you encounter.  Cuz there’s more that lives out there.  Huge, dark things beneath the surface.  You won’t even see that much, though.  Before you’re close enough to see that kind of shadow, it’s your mind that’ll go overboard, plunging into the deeps like it was wrapped around an anchor.  It’ll start easy, like you see some pretty mermaid waving to you, but then it’ll get real dark real fast. There’s blood in those deep waters, mate-  that’s all I can say.

Now, sometimes the two kinds’ll get within range of each other- the Buddha whales and them other things.  You want to steer as far clear of that as possible.  It’s the kinda thing that can’t exactly sneak up on you, though- it brews up the kind of storm that’ll tear the hair out of your head.  They say if you die in one of those storms, its a sure ticket to incarnation on the physical plane.  As I said, steer clear.

Anyway, when you’re not being pulled into some weird maelstrom or singin hymns with the whales, the mind-sea is a pretty goddamn interesting place.  You lean off the side of yer rig, gaze into them waters, and you’ll see reflected the apple of your mind’s eye.  Look for a while and you can learn pretty much anything about anything.  It’s the ‘verse’s largest scrying mirror.

Now, most folks round here ain’t from here.  Seein as how I’ never seen a birth, that don’t surprise me a whole hell of a lot.  When folks get to the Estuary, they get real confused, and most don’t stay for more than half a night at a time.  But we get some return visitors, and some folks end up spending more time here than where-ever it was they come from.

The ones that stay eventually ship out- either that or they get shanghaied.  Some of ships just chase the damn whales around, blissed out of their minds.  It always starts out as some sort of  sightseeing, but it always ends up something else.  When folks get close to the whales, they get crazy- the waves start whispering with the voices of the ancestors, the winds start talking, and the clouds start arranging themselves into geometrical patterns.  They can’t take it, and the plan always turns into some weird suicide mission.  Whole crews decide they want nothing more than to get swallowed whole.   I’ve heard of ships sailing directly into those great mouths.  Even knowin that, people still do it.  A ship just left yesterday, fulla folks.

More and more these days, though, we see the whaling crews.  First one was run by a Cap’n named Melville.  Went nuts trying to hunt down the white whale Vairocana.  Like that was going to happen!  I only ever seen a single carcass hauled back in, and that one wasn’t in very good shape.  Cap’n Nietzsche admitted to me, drunk one night, that the thing was dead when he found it.  Oh! The stink on that fish.  Its been most of a century since it got hauled in, and there’s still a good sized chunk of it left.  There are a bunch a folks that come here on the regular to a visit it- they got some macabre church set up in inside it.  A real cathedral of bones.  They’re nice enough when they’re not acting crazy, but they smell like a a bait fish left out in the sun.

Then there’s the curious ones.  The REAL curious ones.  They ship out to the deep mind-sea, trying to get a look at what them damn shadows actually are.  They go decked out with all types of gear- battleships, research vessels, fishing boats- you name it.  Sometimes they come back with little monsters, but mostly they just don’t come back.  Some say that got a base out there, a floating island made of a sea monster’s bones, a buccaneer’s den fulla weirdos.

Anyway, there’s a lot to see, and I ain’t got all day.  Ship’s leavin at noon, and if you want on, we could use the help.  The pay is fair and the food is terrible, but there’s nothing else like it.”

Onward to Part II

Copyright Austin Coppock 2010

Austin Coppock is a writer, esotericist and astrologer based in Ashland, OR. He published paperback Almanacs from 2011-15 but began posting his prognostications online last year, referring to his collection of weekly, monthly, yearly essays and daily delineations as “The Online Almanac”. This work is made possible by his supporters on Patreon. Austin was President of the non-profit organization “Association for Young Astrologers” from 2012-2016. His most recent book is “36 Faces: The History, Astrology and Magic of the Decans”, published by Three Hands Press.

17 Comments

  1. ferus.vitae 11 years ago

    excellent post good Baron, i love it!

  2. unknown warrior 11 years ago

    wow.. thanks much i appreciated from the depth of the seven seas this was a neat neat.. thing to change my mind and get happy… i loved it.. capt’n.. thanks so much.. can hardly wait to read some moe’… this was so envigorating..

  3. Fin Lives 11 years ago

    Your best yet, Baron! I got my horoscope in this… see my forwards, D.C.

  4. Syd Fam 11 years ago

    i just had an amazing dream the other night where i drove my car off a sheer cliff into a deep lake. instead of struggling to get out, i took my time and slowly released the seat belt, swam out of the car window and came to the edge of where the water met the stone cliff. i decided to swim out…then i woke up. when i go back there, i’m looking forward to some whales.

    thanks for writing this piece.

  5. Passing through... 11 years ago

    This was fantastic to read. You’re a great writer Baron. The imagery…well…you know what you said. Thanks for this…even if I still have no real clue what any of it means….

  6. Kenny 11 years ago

    Scarily accurate & parallel to my current expeditions, and a great read to boot. Bravo.

  7. Monique 11 years ago

    Spot on, unlike anything else I’ve read. Horoscopes written in a way that I find very stimulating and inspiring, and easy for me to understand. More specific than what I’m used to, and written in a style that resonates deeply with me and how I view the world. Thank you.

  8. BSVCPHD 11 years ago

    Thanks folks! Based on the reception of this one, I’ll probably be putting more right-brain friendly pieces like this.

  9. BSVCPHD 11 years ago

    putting out, damnit

  10. PaulS 11 years ago

    We always like it when you put out.

  11. rogueastrology 11 years ago

    Thank you, Baron. I’ve spent the last couple’o’weeks immersing myself in Jupiter/Pisces’ meaning and this just blows everything else out of the water, so to speak! But when I apply all this to my 2nd house, I’m equally as excited as I am afraid!

  12. J.L. Dragoo 10 years ago

    you’re an amazing writer. J.L. Dragoo

  13. ShanonRaeCliche 8 years ago

    beautiful

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