I can't be the only person to draw this parallel, but I think it's fascinating how the jews have essentially orchestrated the boomers into playing the archetype of Saturn.
Saturn overthrew his father Uranus, and then, gripped by terror, devoured his own children. The Baby Boomers were born in postwar triumph and abundance, handed the tradition and culture of the Silent Generation. And what did they do with it?
They spat in the face of tradition. They were tricked instead to uphold the lies of individualism, of sexual liberation, of racial equality. Then they built systems—economic, political, ecological—that fed their delusions. Systems which now consume their descendants.
Housing? Out of reach.
Debt? A birthright.
Environment? Polluted.
Wages? Stalled while asset portfolios swell.
Power? Retained, even as the years run long.
Like Saturn, they fear what might rise to replace them. So this safe cradle becomes a mouth, a mouth to swallow the future whole.
But in the shadow of Saturn’s hunger, Zeus was hidden. He grew in secret, nurtured by those who remembered hope. One day, he returned. Defiant, radiant. And cast the old titan down.
Do you feel it? A shift in wind, a truth too heavy to keep beneath the earth?
A stirring. The Return of Zeus ⚡️⚡️
1920s had feminist flappers, people smoking cigarettes and having "petting parties" and listening to jazz music as a kind of rebellion. It may not have been the same kind of rebellion in intensity, but it had the same kind of spirit and was disruptive and paved the way towards future "revolutions".