So how's that whole Pluto Mars thing playing out for you? Still climbing towards tomorrow's torrid peak, well may we feel our cells rearranging. Today is an echo of a glitch from way back in the second week of March's retrograde, cunningly setting the scene for our wide eyed here and now. Ping back to see clearly, Merc's ongoing rx party favour.

The next day or so represents the final slam of a series of direct astrological hits between Pluto (why hello chaos and destruction) and Uranus (agent of lightning change) whose sole purpose has been a tilt shift of epic proportions. Since the middle of 2012 we have been running at speed at this wall (or hurled by the hand of our own personal Jesus).