“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, restoring to their face a disbelief mixed with the wonder of a miracle that just happened. Goodness always wins—that’s his lullaby, his phone alarm, his signature beneath everything he says or does. He doesn’t hope. He knows. And he only feels sorry that others don’t know—so he tells them, persuades them, writes essays on human destiny, reminds them of possible outcomes that reinforce his strength to take that step and then march on, covering kilometers or years, no matter, until he finally reaches the road. The wide one. The illuminated one.
“People!” he would exclaim, as he did after his fifth whiskey right in the middle of the bar, “Don’t listen to anyone! That’s the most important thing! Not even yourselves! You’ll be amazed at just how incapable you actually are of even listening to yourselves! And definitely don’t listen to your conscience, that clucking hen who knows every little path to guilt! It’ll lead you astray! You’ll think you’re better than others! You’ll think you’re always right! It’ll force you to explain away every hardship with excuses… to constantly fear freedom! To choke it with morality, to intimidate it. But the truth is…” and then he’d choke with laughter, “Ahahaha, what kind of good deeds are those if you only do them because you think good will come back to you in return!”
For Mars in Sagittarius is joyful because it knows there are no calculations! That everything—everything—is a lie. Deception spun like marketing ads to sell something. And the most precious things, the greatest treasures! To sell freedom, peace, justice… to sell humanity or humaneness as the latest fashion trend, so even the goat feels privileged for not eating meat, and the donkey feels love because it’s long been loaded with a saddle like a little Samaritan. Yet again, neither the goat nor the donkey will write about it on social media like people do! Oh, how good I was! There’s no greater disgust for Sagittarius Mars than when it sees people bragging about their own goodness or attacking those who don’t care about the things that, to them, are supposedly important.
He knows that everything is one big “deal!” And your job is, in a world made of small and big deals, to stay out of all of them! To belong to no clan in a world of clans, to take no side in a world of divisions, to defend your freedom. Defend the freedom of faith from the church, the freedom of knowledge from academies, the freedom of truth from courts, the freedom of love from marriage.
And he’d most love to tell them all what they don’t want to hear: that they’re hypocrites, sold-out souls, cowards, mediocrity —brilliant at nothing, actually boring, painful to listen to… Enraged at them for corrupting youth with false models masquerading as ideals! Mars above all guards the young, attuned to the throb of their lifeblood. Amid materialism, it lures them to spend recklessly, never hoard. To give lavishly, to scatter without restraint, as though tomorrow were a myth. To squander their own wealth and others’ alike. To liberate the spirit by ceaselessly casting off the weight of possessions.
“We must keep contempt alive and active—only contempt—toward ease and money, dollars or euros, expensive objects so that we perpetually scorn material things that scream of our complexes, vanities, flaws, and feelings of inferiority.” Don’t be modest, be free! Only one who harbors no fear of the future, no matter the era we live in, can consider themselves happy or exalted. One who follows no one and cares least of all whether anyone follows them. One who is free to say what others wouldn’t dare.
When Mars is in Sagittarius, the entire unconventional underbelly of this sign erupts into full blaze. He’ll plant himself in front of a taxi like a highway brigand to halt it, then talk to the driver like a long-lost brother (one he’s actually on bad terms with), and strangely, the cabbie calms down, already accustomed to this wild apparition—shaggy head straight out of Forman’s Hair, raging at every war on earth. That’s why he wages his own wars against everyone and works only to unlock doors for others while unshackling himself. From what? From any form of slavery! He has proven you can live on freedom and pure gift, and once that truth hit him, no other way even crosses his mind.
