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A different writer every week takes on the stars. What’s in store? Stay tuned...
Week of October 20-26
By Anonymous
My God, what a week. I mean, there’s definitely some shit in the air, like, cosmic shit, right? Check it out:
Aries:
I want you to do something for me, can you work with me a little? Imagine yourself as a singular knot in just another intersection of a woven hammock, you know the type. See how threads and cords extending in all directions lead to other knots, which yield even more. And on top of the whole glorious structure, someone is pressing their body gently into rest, because of you. Have no thoughts about this, just awareness. Then let that go, too. Now we’re getting somewhere.
Taurus:
For you, what if it actually doesn’t make sense? It’s not like it ever has. Instead of examining these impossible contradictions--Actually, yeah, examine them. The things that define you aren’t at all the ones you think they are, it’s different ones. Let someone take care of you, for fucking once, they understand how to better than you. Then you’ll be free and on to agonizing over that next ceaseless thing, which is always the same thing, but for now it’s not your job, responsibility, or purpose: You have none. Be grateful.
Gemini:
Turning, turning. Well this is a time of opening up, to everything. You see what’s serving you, and what won’t, really crystal clear now. Hold onto those pieces that feel like you to you, and all the rest gets shaved delicately, ground down into powder and put it in a jar with a masking tape and sharpie label, which reads “FAIRY DUST” and sprinkle it on everyone you see. You already know how, you’re doing it. Remember: If you don’t see the sun on the horizon, that’s because it’s already risen.
Cancer:
All the paths are crossing, these days, but how much of this serendipity is actually manufactured? You’re making like a cloud-octopus, spreading your tendrils or tentacles in a far reaching net, and anything that gets sucked in just does, obviously. Let’s make do with a little accuracy, though. Find the function, not just the fun (but don’t forget the fun part, too). What you’ve taught yourself to call “care” needs some work, and sometimes the definition doesn’t have to be re-written. You can just find it in the dictionary.
Leo:
Release, god damn it, however possible. You gotta get that release, man, release and then re-lease. You don’t have to clean up the vomit, but at least now you can remember what you had for lunch, breakfast. Now that it’s out there, well that’s all that really matters. So what? Only you can answer that.
Virgo:
Like a boat in somebody’s driveway, you’ve got to figure out how to move forward. Re-examine literally everything, and you’ll find the rudder doesn’t work so good on concrete, but at least you’re still afloat. So now’s the time to invent new tools and shit, like what even fuels you, really? Get crafty or start dreaming. Just because you know it’s a delusion doesn’t make it any less real.
Libra:
So you cried at the wrong time, so you lost your shit completely, so you melted down instead of melting up. You’re sensitive--So are car alarms, and for good reason. What are your pangs trying to tell you? What are they telling others? Let yourself become a conduit for the voice of the divine and the depraved in equal measure. Heaven and Hell inside you, and then outside you, too. In a word: Chiaroscuro. Light and shade.
Scorpio:
Sometimes those “signs” and “signals” are meaningless, you’re losing it, you’re literally fucking crazy. And others? Well they really are signs and signals, follow them absolutely. Usually you do a pretty good job telling the difference, but this week they’re getting better at lying. Trust your gut, but also trust the opposite of your gut, and also don’t trust anything. Maybe this week just lay low, lol. Don’t do it.
Sagittarius:
You already know the foundation is laid one brick at a time, but right now your struggle concerns how the bricks are even made. You gather the materials, then you mix them. That’s all? Just keep going, is what I’m basically saying. Like your mother always used to say, when dropping you off at your drug dealer’s house without knowing: “Remember who you are and whose you are!”
Capricorn:
Cycles are cycles because they cycle, get that through your head! You can’t change the spiral, only the direction, and the sun’s coming back, pale and bright and elegant like a wedding dress. Well you’re having those thoughts again. Sometimes doing nothing is the most something amount of anything there is. The truth is, like, um, elusive, or something. Lying to yourself is still lying, maybe even moreso. You’re done with that. And, yes, that too.
Aquarius:
If the sweater’s itchy, it’s usually a sign to take it off. Or maybe it’s just inside out? But it also could be a sign of bedbugs, better get that checked out just to be safe. Once you’ve eliminated all the possibilities, then the problem is you. That doesn’t mean you have to make it worse. What if everything was completely, totally different, in no discernible way.
Pisces:
The car’s on fire, and there’s no driver at the wheel? Yeah, yeah. Well actually the road’s on fire too, and there is no wheel, and there’s no car either, and you’re not there. And you’re falling thousands and thousands of feet, just falling, no end in sight, and the air’s on fire too. And it doesn’t hurt but it doesn’t feel good, you know? Maybe a change in direction is in order. Actually, this isn’t happening. This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening. Yes it is.
By Anonymous
My God, what a week. I mean, there’s definitely some shit in the air, like, cosmic shit, right? Check it out:
Aries:
I want you to do something for me, can you work with me a little? Imagine yourself as a singular knot in just another intersection of a woven hammock, you know the type. See how threads and cords extending in all directions lead to other knots, which yield even more. And on top of the whole glorious structure, someone is pressing their body gently into rest, because of you. Have no thoughts about this, just awareness. Then let that go, too. Now we’re getting somewhere.
Taurus:
For you, what if it actually doesn’t make sense? It’s not like it ever has. Instead of examining these impossible contradictions--Actually, yeah, examine them. The things that define you aren’t at all the ones you think they are, it’s different ones. Let someone take care of you, for fucking once, they understand how to better than you. Then you’ll be free and on to agonizing over that next ceaseless thing, which is always the same thing, but for now it’s not your job, responsibility, or purpose: You have none. Be grateful.
Gemini:
Turning, turning. Well this is a time of opening up, to everything. You see what’s serving you, and what won’t, really crystal clear now. Hold onto those pieces that feel like you to you, and all the rest gets shaved delicately, ground down into powder and put it in a jar with a masking tape and sharpie label, which reads “FAIRY DUST” and sprinkle it on everyone you see. You already know how, you’re doing it. Remember: If you don’t see the sun on the horizon, that’s because it’s already risen.
Cancer:
All the paths are crossing, these days, but how much of this serendipity is actually manufactured? You’re making like a cloud-octopus, spreading your tendrils or tentacles in a far reaching net, and anything that gets sucked in just does, obviously. Let’s make do with a little accuracy, though. Find the function, not just the fun (but don’t forget the fun part, too). What you’ve taught yourself to call “care” needs some work, and sometimes the definition doesn’t have to be re-written. You can just find it in the dictionary.
Leo:
Release, god damn it, however possible. You gotta get that release, man, release and then re-lease. You don’t have to clean up the vomit, but at least now you can remember what you had for lunch, breakfast. Now that it’s out there, well that’s all that really matters. So what? Only you can answer that.
Virgo:
Like a boat in somebody’s driveway, you’ve got to figure out how to move forward. Re-examine literally everything, and you’ll find the rudder doesn’t work so good on concrete, but at least you’re still afloat. So now’s the time to invent new tools and shit, like what even fuels you, really? Get crafty or start dreaming. Just because you know it’s a delusion doesn’t make it any less real.
Libra:
So you cried at the wrong time, so you lost your shit completely, so you melted down instead of melting up. You’re sensitive--So are car alarms, and for good reason. What are your pangs trying to tell you? What are they telling others? Let yourself become a conduit for the voice of the divine and the depraved in equal measure. Heaven and Hell inside you, and then outside you, too. In a word: Chiaroscuro. Light and shade.
Scorpio:
Sometimes those “signs” and “signals” are meaningless, you’re losing it, you’re literally fucking crazy. And others? Well they really are signs and signals, follow them absolutely. Usually you do a pretty good job telling the difference, but this week they’re getting better at lying. Trust your gut, but also trust the opposite of your gut, and also don’t trust anything. Maybe this week just lay low, lol. Don’t do it.
Sagittarius:
You already know the foundation is laid one brick at a time, but right now your struggle concerns how the bricks are even made. You gather the materials, then you mix them. That’s all? Just keep going, is what I’m basically saying. Like your mother always used to say, when dropping you off at your drug dealer’s house without knowing: “Remember who you are and whose you are!”
Capricorn:
Cycles are cycles because they cycle, get that through your head! You can’t change the spiral, only the direction, and the sun’s coming back, pale and bright and elegant like a wedding dress. Well you’re having those thoughts again. Sometimes doing nothing is the most something amount of anything there is. The truth is, like, um, elusive, or something. Lying to yourself is still lying, maybe even moreso. You’re done with that. And, yes, that too.
Aquarius:
If the sweater’s itchy, it’s usually a sign to take it off. Or maybe it’s just inside out? But it also could be a sign of bedbugs, better get that checked out just to be safe. Once you’ve eliminated all the possibilities, then the problem is you. That doesn’t mean you have to make it worse. What if everything was completely, totally different, in no discernible way.
Pisces:
The car’s on fire, and there’s no driver at the wheel? Yeah, yeah. Well actually the road’s on fire too, and there is no wheel, and there’s no car either, and you’re not there. And you’re falling thousands and thousands of feet, just falling, no end in sight, and the air’s on fire too. And it doesn’t hurt but it doesn’t feel good, you know? Maybe a change in direction is in order. Actually, this isn’t happening. This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening. Yes it is.
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