Week 120 // Lord of Karma

by Mount Everest

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This weekend, a friend of mine told me about the astrological concept of the Return of Saturn. I’m going to butcher this explanation, but bear with me. I am told that when Saturn returns to its original position at the time of your birth, your life is supposed to enter a vital transitional phase. The first time it happens takes place between a person’s 28th and 30th years, and is supposed to mark the end of one’s youth. Saturn is an agent of change, and is often called the Lord of Karma because during the Return of Saturn, one’s actions, virtues, shortcomings, successes, and failures tend to catch up with them. The seeds you have sown will either be fruitful, or new seeds will need to be planted. This came up in conversation because many of my friends are going through this experience right now. We just didn’t have a name for it. The upheaval and change of the return of Saturn is undoubtedly marking this year in my life. I’m glad that I know about it now so that I can be better prepared for it. This song is about knowing it has been coming, and not really wanting to acknowledge look it in the eye.

lyrics

Studying the last of the winter
By staring at my silhouette
It’s so familiar
Against the window
Lord of Karma not yet

Suddenly knowing I’m finished
With waiting on Saturn to return
If come the reaping
The seed is barren
You’ve sown the wrong one for sure

And something's pulling at the Earth beneath your feet
And you’re almost sure that it’s shaking the ground
And you’re thinking:
Should I listen to the skeptic in my heart
And does the change come from within or from without

Something about second chances
That they’re really like the third or the fourth
You can’t resist it
The Lord of Karma
It’s just a matter of course

And something about deconstruction
And the pieces in hand at the end
And should you keep them
They’ll be your burden
Or your salvation again

And something's pulling at the Earth beneath your feet
And you’re almost sure that it’s shaking the ground
And you’re thinking:
Should I listen to the skeptic in my heart
And does the change come from within or from without