The Ox of the Equinox

At the border of day and night, the ox steps forth. Its hooves draw a furrow across the sky, dividing shadow from light with patient strength. Stars gather on one flank, dawn on the other, as its steady pace plows the heavens into balance. Neither rush nor pause — only the unbroken rhythm of eternity.

To hold this Frequency is to awaken the sovereignty of balance. The Ox of the Equinox teaches that true power serves neither darkness nor light, but the axis between them. Each step becomes a season, each breath a covenant with time itself. Eternity is not seized — it is plowed, one step at a time.