He is Venusian. April 26, 1992, Sun in Taurus ♉️ which is ruled by Venus. Yellow Star kin are mediated by Venus. Big synchronicity. He is Yellow 13 Cosmic Star, Kin 208, or the 208th step of the Yellow Southern Castle of Giving where the Tzolkin went awry, probably 208,000 years ago or an increment of that. Remember the Tzolkin moves in 260, 2600, 26,000, and 260,000-year cycles. Or half or double that; 13 and 52 and then add zeros.
I think he looks like part Reptilian which is the case for some humans. My fiance Michael had a Reptilian look and he was Red Serpent. Today is Red 8 Galactic Serpent. Aaron’s jersey number is 99. 9×2 = 18. 180 is half of a 360-degree circle which is the justification for the 12-month calendar. Time is then LOCKED into 3D.
He is not helping us unlock our birth family’s subconscious minds to become cosmic citizens, IMO. But corporate sports took over neighborhood, and provincial baseball long ago to make huge profits for themselves and ball players. Time is money to them. No, it’s not in reality. Time is art and Time is DNA. Time is us. Our time belongs to us and so do our bodies.
In that vital moment during the magic flight from the 208th step of cosmic star toward Moon Genesis, another spell was cast. Instead of the 13:260 ratio already stored deep within the crystal core of timeship earth, the planetary kin received the 12:60 ratio, the dark dreamspell of history. The promise of galactic time magic and cosmic selfhood was stolen from the planetary kin.
The Dreamspell, page 8-Jose Arguelles
The purpose of the twelve was to erase all memory of the monkey genesis when the planetary kin men and women equal in their magic powers lived by the thirteen moons. So the thriteenth moon was dismembered and added on as extra days to the calendar of twelve.
I love baseball and grew up watching the Cubs, but they haven’t won much over the years. It’s not fun to watch your team lose a lot but these guys are pretty regular, garden variety Illinois, much like the ivy and brick walls at Wrigley Field. I used to live in that neighborhood and so did my Aunt who we would visit as a kid. Then we’d walk to the ballpark.
Wrigley Field and the Cubs are as middle west as it gets and I love it. The baseball diamond is a great metaphor for the evolving tRNA cell. That section is in my book on page 31 of “Time is DNA”. It is a sport that has manifested right out of our subconscious minds illuminating how our family and childhood affect our DNA. Play ball!
But this fellow, Aaron Judge does not fit with my metaphor. Look at him! He looks like a plastic human to me, or shape-shifted. If he is, which would be great to prove with a DNA test.
We’re supposed to have an even playing field in sports. If his DNA is not just human…well, maybe they should have different teams for them so it’s fairer.
E.T. humanoid look different. He is not a normal, average human athlete and most would agree with me. He is considered the best baseball player on the planet. I would love to see a full analysis of his blood.
He plays for the New York Yankees of course, who freaking win the World Series all the time because their deck is stacked with…?
Speaking of equality, why the hell do women still not have a women’s baseball league of their own?