There may not be a revolution, just a resentment, an anger, a sense of injustice, a seething.
There may be a movement of new music, art and literature. It may be happening right now. It is. We can’t feel it just yet.
It is the year of the snake. She moves when she needs to. But even when she lies still, we know she is there. And she waits to be warmed by the sun.
The snake has deeply held feelings. She is all about emotion, intuition. Knowing her power, she uses it wisely.
She is part of the alternative world. The indie movement. She courts respect and fear.
She is lucky. It is said that in China to have a snake ensures the family and the home are safe. She is cunning, intelligent and wise.
Highly intuitive and introspective, her emotions are not worn on her sleeve. You never see the real her.
She reflects, deflects, mirrors.
The snake is proud and vicious.
It is the year of the snake. There will not be a revolution. There will be a movement.
Snakes-Apples-Books Greg Johnson