“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.” That is Freedom. – A. Camus Mars is in Sagittarius this year from November 4 to December 15. When Mars is in Sagittarius, the roads usually give us no peace. We want to go somewhere. Often anywhere at all, without lingering, while we freely change locations, companions, or once upon a time—horses. We’d resell all those museum tickets bought online in advance for peanuts, with no profit whatsoever. And most often, we’d end up giving them away to someone randomly picked from the crowd of eager visitors,…
Fate
“What we do in life echoes in eternity,” Russell Crowe’s voice thundered in Gladiator, one of those films from the early 2000s that still lingers like a half-remembered dream. I toss out that line sometimes when someone asks me about fate, even though its meaning in the movie was carved from a different stone. People seem to crave a simple answer—that fate’s a myth, that life’s just a stack of choices. Maybe Father Tadej’s words, “Our thoughts determine our lives,” threw them for a loop, making them think they can sculpt their future with a few well-placed daydreams. If he’d…
The Vertical
Maybe at 15, we loved to wonder if parallel worlds existed or if there was life after this one. Just out of curiosity, nothing more. Back then, death was our fuel—it hit us like Kirk Hammett’s riffs in Creeping Death or the haunting intro of For Whom the Bell Tolls. Death wasn’t an end; it was a springboard for our hormones, a catapult into a nihilism that bled into freedom. We were still far from the years when someone we loved would actually die, aging us in a single second no matter where Saturn sat in the sky. Far, too,…