The Gates of the Great Flame: A Celestial Ode
O soul, behold the cosmic square—
Four watchtowers blaze within the air.
A Cross not made of grief and woe,
But formed by stars to bid you grow.
At East, the Sun begins the hymn,
The Heart of Life with golden limb.
It speaks of truth, of radiant will—
The power to choose, create, and heal.
At West, dark Lilith veils the eye,
The Black Moon’s pulse in shadowed sky.
She is the Gate of inner Night,
Where exiled love returns to light.
At North, stands Mars with flame and cry,
The sword of fire, the warrior’s eye.
But now he strikes not out of war—
He guards the soul’s forgotten door.
At South, old Pluto carves the path,
Through death, through dark, through serpent’s wrath.
Yet every tomb he tears apart
Becomes the cradle of the heart.
And in the sky’s unyielding dome,
Two silent hands arrange the throne:
Saturn, wise and grave with time,
Binds past to future in one line.
And the North Node, bright and wild,
Calls forth the soul’s eternal child.
Lisa Smirnova
Between 20 and 30 April 2025, the heavens form a rare and resounding alignment — the Great Cross, a divine mandala etched in starlight. This is no omen of doom, but a sacred portal of becoming. Four mighty archetypes converge:
Pluto, the Alchemist of Death and Renewal Mars, the Flame of Divine Action
The Sun, the Pulse of Eternal Life
The Black Moon (Lilith), the Mirror of Shadow and Freedom
Binding these is the ancient axis of Saturn and the North Node, drawing memory and destiny into one spiralling breath. The veil thins. The eternal whispers through time. And the stars ask one question only:
Will you rise?
This cross is not a symbol of suffering — it is a map of liberation.
In ages past, nails pierced the flesh of the Christ — yet deeper still they pierced illusions: fear, shame, false identity. Today, those nails gleam within each of us, waiting to be seen for what they are:
the binding lies of the mind.
And now, the Cross gleams like a mirror. Each soul may see what holds it in place — and choose, not punishment or penance, but freedom.
Across the skies, Air and Fire crackle. The Black Moon between Pluto and Mars foretells a storm — yes, of weather, but more so of perception.
Flares from the Sun Tremors in the Earth Wild winds of news and fear
But listen well: this is not chaos. It is cleansing.
In the fog of confusion, you are called to become the lighthouse. Let not your spirit be swept away by noise — become a channel for truth. For the ether is not poisoned when your breath is pure.
The Black Moon shines now with clarity — not to frighten, but to reveal. Lilith, the first to say “no” to false power, returns with her gift:
the wisdom of exile,
the power of independence,
the mystery of shadow.
She does not demand you destroy your demons. She invites you to understand them — and through understanding, release them.
Beneath the Cross, the Axis of Wealth is struck: Taurus and Scorpio, the vaults of the old world, tremble.
The Earth speaks not in silence, but in shifting forms:
markets convulse, currencies quake, gold forgets its glory—and something deeper takes root.
This is not collapse. It is correction.
Not scarcity—but the reckoning of false value.
For long have towers risen upon fear,
and empires been carved from want.
But now, those who honour truth, generosity, and soul-deep integrity
shall build the new architecture of abundance.
A heart-led economy is being born—
where trust is currency, and resonance is gold.
And those who hoard, conceal, or dominate
shall find their vaults echoing empty,
while the humble begin to rise.
The stars cast shadows across the maps.
Certain lands — those whose hearts are stirred between 2 and 4 October —
shall stand as mirrors to the world.
Their festivals, rituals, and ancient myths will glow with hidden meaning,
and through them, the manifestation of the Cross will be most visible.
Here, hidden leaders shall emerge—not always in crowns,
but in visionaries, truth-tellers, and bearers of luminous burdens.
Veils will fall.
Behind the thrones, behind the policies, behind the smiles—
the world will glimpse the true currents of power.
And a choice will be offered:
Not revolution, but revelation.
Not destruction, but divine reformation.
This alignment pulses across Taurus and Scorpio — the axis of value, wealth, survival, and power.
Yes, currencies may shift, markets may tremble, and old structures may dissolve. But these are not ends — they are evolutions. The new economy will not be built on control, but on clarity, trust, and the radiant energy of the heart.
As the Black Moon kisses the star Princeps, veils shall fall. Secret influencers, shadow figures, unspoken powers — all step into view.
But this is not to breed fear. It is a gift of seeing.
You may witness the true currents beneath the surface of systems. And in doing so, regain the power to choose your direction with open eyes.
Mars stands in Leo, and through him comes the most sacred of challenges:
To be true. To be noble. To be whole.
Within you dwells the Lion’s Heart — dignified, fierce in love, boundless in generosity. When all else crumbles, this inner sun remains.
It is your courage, your compassion, your eternal roar.
The Great Cross forms beneath the gaze of Easter, the ancient festival of rebirth. But this is not a call to ritual — it is a call to real resurrection.
The resurrection of integrity.
The rebirth of joy.
The rising of truth in the human soul.
This Cross is not a sentence. It is an invitation.
To walk through the fire and become gold.
To tear away illusion and become light.
To look not to the heavens for salvation, but within — and find the heaven seeded in your own heart.
Each planet holds a silver key—
Together they unlock what’s free:
Not just the stars, but dreams long veiled,
And hopes where even angels failed.
Pluto: Gate of Endings and Renewal
Mars: Gate of Courage and Action
Sun: Gate of Truth and Inner Light
Black Moon (Lilith): Gate of Shadow and Liberation
Saturn: Gate of Memory, Karma, and Sacred Law
North Node: Gate of Destiny and Becoming
No longer shall the soul be led
By fears inherited from the dead.
No longer shall the crown be worn
By masks, by chains, by minds forlorn.
Instead, the fire from every sign
Now writes a vow in heart and spine:
To live in truth, to love in grace—
To walk the stars as your own face.
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