Notes on March – freestyle

March: Très Riches Heures
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Notes on March |
Tuesday – March 3, 2026

I do NOT like this month, not because I care about the name March or even the sociological construction of time, but rather because of all the noise and all the stuff that tends to go on this time of the year – yes I can say that I loathe this part of the year. I think that I too can say that I actually loathe spring, and quite frankly I would've done away with this all if I was the Creator, but then again I'm not, and this is something that humbles me. Of course, another nuisance about this time of the year is of course also the fact that it's getting lighter outside, and another very annoying aspect of light is the obsession some people have with clinging on to it, as if light somehow can be "conserved"; I'm of course referring to the stupid concept of "daylight savings time" – another profoundly modern concept that has done nothing but create problems. No, this month and this part of the year sucks, and my loathing of March almost comes close to my loathing of the left-hand, and really at the end of the day my loathing, but healthy appreciation, of Satan, but this is a subject for another time. Of course, this may not apply to the Southern Hemisphere where I imagine the conditions may be more favorable to me, but then again most of the world is situated in the Northern Hemisphere. But I guess I could admit that everything doesn't have to be bad about March, right? No, at this point I can't say that there are any good things coming out of this part of the year, and at least February had the stillness of winter, something I can enjoy at times. The spring is just too ruckus and too loud for my taste, but then again this is not merely about my taste and my "preferences"; this is about the cosmic cycles and this I accept, but acceptance doesn't mean that I have to approve. I very much accept the faith that March is largely ahead of me – but I do NOT have to approve of March. Quite frankly, the modern assumption that you should just "do the best of it" is actually quite hurtful and is in keeping with the nihilistic attitude that nothing matters and that nothing ever changes. Of course, I can and should resist March, and in doing so I will gain much needed vital essence, something most people sorely lack in the modern world. This is why I encourage left-handed persons to cast out their demons and actually for once in their life look beyond their immediate and selfish needs, really beyond the default of the modern world. Of course, from an astrological point of view March is indeed a month that brings bad luck and that promotes the forces of destruction but also of reinvigoration, for those who deserve it of course. No, I have no intention of not resisting in my contemplation this month and I know that this attitude will serve me quite well, even though most moderns will fail to understand this attitude. Of course, moderns believe in the mysticism of the crowd, the mass – democracy. I guess my loathing of March makes it very fitting that this post should be a part of my "Personal Notes series".

    But let's examine this month a little closer from an astrological point of view: are people that are born in March worse than people born in, say, September? While I can't provide a precise answer to that question, I guess I could seek to qualify the term "worse" a bit more. What is worse supposed to mean in this connection? Well, let's assert—without reason—that surely people born in March tend to be more evil; would this be true? Well, again that assertion is simply too broad and really it must be stated that such generalizing assertions are so broad that they must be false, but I do believe that it could be true to say, from a astrological point of view, that yes people born in March tend to be more unlucky and really more diseased. When I assert that out of any month of the year, people born in March tend to be more left-handed more atheistic, I do believe that there are astrological grounds for this, but one must also understand the concept of age and birthday as wholly modern concepts before proceeding further. See, as I just stated: age and birthday are modern concepts and to the ancients these concepts would make no sense. What is age but a seemingly arbitrary number, a quantity set to define a person? Indeed, age is really just that, a modern attempt to qualify something that cannot be qualified, and in this context it's clear that age is the very definition of a "sociological construction", and something similar could be said about the individualism of "birthdays". What are birthdays, or how should one understand the concept of "birthdays"? Well, birthdays are reference points and they are wholly individualistic constructions: when you were born the world began, and when you die the world will end; this is the only purpose of age, a true monstrosity. So, while I don't believe that it's necessarily true, to contradict myself here, that people born in March are more unlucky, I do believe at least that it could be true to say that these people may have been exposed to certain cosmological forces that hampered their development early in life, and I do believe there is profane science on this subject as well; I'm not a scientist and can't provide any more information other than the claim that people born in March tend to die younger, but again I will simply provide this information in passing as I'm no profane or sacred scientist. I will also admit that yes, I am subjective to a certain extent when I assert that March is a loathsome month, but then again I made this clear in the beginning of this post.

    Really, I don't like the spring but this is, again, subjective and this is why I've decided to put this in my "Personal Notes Series", linked to above, and really who can say that they like March? Again, that's a question that I suppose is subject to open discourse and inquiry and I must admit that there are not very many good prospects when it comes to advancing an open question like that, because people will be sure to mobilize against my assertions, the nonsense of democracy. Other than that I intend, as I stated earlier this year, to remain in my convictions – steady as she goes.

Reginald Drax – March 3, 2026.