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Alchemy’s Killer Comeback: How Stabbing Back Could Make You Richer Than Ever—Spoiler, It’s Not Magic!

Added on July 21, 2025 inASTROLOGY CARDS

Ever wonder what the stars might say about being stuck in a pressure cooker situation? Today’s cosmic vibe has me thinking about crucibles—not the kind with popping bubbles or boiling potions, but the fiery, transformative kind that hold you fast until you turn your lead into gold. I’m talking about those moments when life slams the door, cranks up the heat, and forces you to alchemize your fears, pains, and all that pesky dross into something dazzlingly pure. It’s kind of like Mercury retrograde messing with your tech, but instead of glitches, you get grace—once you’ve done the tough work. Growing up, I wasn’t just living through a crucible—I was the crucible. And trust me, I’ve learned that getting jabbed doesn’t mean you bleed weakness; it means you’re absorbing the energy, flipping the narrative, and walking off with the knife. Curious how fire, friction, and a little bit of cosmic chaos reveal the gold within? Dive into my collection of true tales that chronicle this alchemical journey, showing that behind every setback, there’s a spectacular transformation waiting. LEARN MORE.

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The alchemical process takes place in a container (crucible).  You’re held there until and unless you transform your lead into gold, which allows you to transcend.

I grew up in a crucible! I’m no scholar, but I’m a natural alchemist. I’m not sure if I was born this way or it I developed the talent, but it’s in evidence from the time I was four years old.

My book, Heaven, I Mean Circle K, is a collection of true stories.  The majority of the stories in my book vividly illustrate the alchemical process.

  1. The fire burns (friction, pain, focus).
  2. The dross falls (fear, dependency, ignorance).
  3. The gold reveals itself.  In that flash, you see: “I was never lead. I was gold remembering its nature.”

Over the years, I’ve claimed or rather, I’ve explained, if you stab me, I get your knife.

“Stab Me, and I Get Your Knife” is the ultimate alchemist’s creed!

I got this idea, when I was 15 years old. I was doing the dishes. I had a sink full of hot soapy water. My father, W, was in the kitchen with me. He became enraged and he stabbed me. I think he shocked himself; like it was an impulse. The wound was not too deep, but his knife was hanging, drooping from my arm. I looked him in the eye, pulled the knife from my arm, turned and dropped it in the sink. I watched my blood thin and spread in the water. My thought was, “you idiot”.

  1. Collide with an idea (or a fist).
  2. Absorb the impact.
  3. Render it into fuel.

If you’re struggling with this concept, here’s a story that serves as a perfect template of this process.

Obi Wan Kenobi PhD

I have been at this a very long time. Somewhere along the line, I realized I could help others. Because in reality, your blocks aren’t walls—they’re untransmuted lead.  It’s a matter of not getting stuck in the process.

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