For years we’ve been swimming in his fog.

Everything was soft, sticky, sweet, sad, false, too beautiful, too terrifying.
We didn’t know where the shore was, where the bottom lay, where truth ended and lies began.
We only believed the wave would carry us wherever we were meant to go.
Neptune in Pisces was our favourite narcotic, our poison, our cure.
Blindfolded, we filled our lives with whatever we stumbled upon,
guided more by feelings than by lived experience.

While he used our neural networks
to weave a far more powerful one called—the algorithm—
we were merely little spiders spinning its web.There stuck all our hopes, desires, helplessness, fears, attempts.
Every trace we left of ourselves,
even when we thought we’d remain forever “anonymous.”
He recorded it all, remembered it all.
Whatever he brought, he dissolved and quietly, without noise, devised new codes.

And I imagine him back in 2011, slipping silently into Pisces and whispering to himself:
“Whoever didn’t hide—was a fool!”
But now, at the very end of the sign of Pisces,
after he has found us all, caught us unawares, exposed us, stripped us bare, drenched us in spit—deceived us with wanderings,
bewildered us with secrets,
erased us with loves,
forgotten us in solitude,
enchanted us with dreams—he turns direct!

Yet before that, he pauses to cast off the blindfold he no longer needs and pulls on a balaclava.
Because in Aries, his eyes are all he has.

Only the eyes.

Clear as dawn when it awakens.
He enters Aries like a warrior who no longer has a face—only a gaze.
A gaze that does not plead.
A gaze that does not wait.
That does not forgive.
A gaze that cannot hide a thing.
And suddenly everything has become terrifyingly real!

Phosphorus burns as he tosses the match onto the pyre where we burn our blindfolds and all our lies.
Words are no longer ocean waves but bullets emptying a magazine loaded with truth.
Whoever signs in blood—stays until the end.

No bridges, no winding footpaths—everything is clear, everything is visible.
Everything lies ahead.
Into the ocean of Neptune in Pisces anyone could wander who wished to.
For Neptune in Aries, passage is granted only to those who,
at the bottom of Pisces’ ocean, found the map and discovered Who they are.

He leaves no one behind; he carries the wounded, hangs the traitors.

That is why his words are the kind that are not spoken.
They are kept silent like an oath.
Like a sacred secret.
Like the night before battle.
Like a name you will never again speak aloud.
Like the bullet still in the chamber.
Like the final breath before leaping into the fire.
Words kept silent like ash awaiting the first wind,
and a silence that knows everything.

*** Neptune stations direct on December 10th, and enters Aries on January 26, 2026.