I've all-ways been fascinated by Pan, but I was born a Taurus. Horns are horns, I thought. But now I'm an Aries, thanks to the "new" Zodiac. The original Sumerian-Babylonian name for the Ram was "Dumuzi", the Shepherd of all people who ruled for 36,000 years before the Great Flood. Sounds like Pan to me.
It is also interesting to me that MY own personal sign has finally returned to its rightful place in the heavens, Ophiuchus, the constellation of Achilles. We know it is Achilles for the arrow of Sagittarius is pointed directly towards its heel (Sagittarius is "Centaur the Archer", and it was the blood of the last Centaur which brought down the Divine Achilles), and the figure is wrestling with a giant serpent, a universal symbol of immortality, and in my past life I was certainly known for wrestling with the idea of immortality.
The CURSE of immortality, to see all those you love inevitably pass away, to see the world change into something strange and new, while you forever remain the same and are left behind. Patroclus, Penthesilia, Deidamia, how I miss you.
I ask, why now? As the global social order is breaking down, as the world economy is rapidly falling apart, why is Pan officially becoming my birthright and my former Divine Self returning to the stars above? And need I mention that this "new" Zodiac is intended for the year 2012? Methinks someone is desperate to get their house in order after a big week-end party, before their parents come home and punish them for the horrible mess they've made.