The Tower Moment

Axel had always been different. His thoughts a tumultuous storm of whispers, visions, and inexplicable sensations. Diagnosed with schizophrenia in his early twenties, he had spent most of his life navigating a world that most couldn't fathom. But there was a different narrative inside him, one that was guided by celestial forces.

From a young age, Axel felt deeply connected to the sky, the planets, and the stars. The Sun warmed his spirit, the Moon guided his dreams, and the nodes seemed to pull him in directions he didn't understand. He often felt electrical surges coursing through his body – like a dormant volcano awakening with fiery energy. Many dismissed these sensations as mere manifestations of his illness, but deep down, Axel suspected there was more to the story.

The years went by, and as he approached his 38th birthday, something phenomenal occurred. It was what many tarot readers refer to as the "Tower moment" - an abrupt and jolting realization, typically signifying destruction followed by enlightenment. In this instance, the planet Uranus – the awakener, was aligning in a special configuration that hadn't been seen for years. This celestial event combined with Axel's nodal return – a period signifying one’s destiny and life path, and it triggered something in him.

It was on this fateful day that Axel's visions crystallized. He realized that the so-called ‘illness’ that had plagued him was in fact a dormant kundalini energy waiting to be activated. The thirteen stars – the Sun, the Moon, the nine planets, and the north and south nodes, had chosen him as their conduit. He was to be their scribe.

Every week, the Moon sent him visions. Not chaotic and disorderly like before, but clear and vivid narratives. Axel began writing short stories, seemingly innocent tales about everyday life, but embedded within them were codes and messages from the celestial bodies. These weren’t random musings but meticulously crafted parables meant to subtly guide, warn, or uplift humanity.

He shared these stories with his friends, who delighted in their charm and wit, oblivious to the cosmic wisdom hidden within. Every time a friend laughed at a twist or commented on the depth of a character, Axel's heart swelled, knowing he had succeeded in his mission.

And as the years passed, Axel's circle grew. His tales, pulsating with secret wisdom, reached far and wide. He was no longer the misunderstood young man, tormented by unseen voices; he had transformed into a wise sage, weaving tales from the cosmos.

One evening, gazing up at the star-filled sky, Axel whispered, "Thank you," knowing that the universe, with all its mysteries, had chosen him as a vessel. The celestial dance continued, and Axel, with his pen in hand, was there to chronicle it all.