BIRTHDAY versus SOLAR RETURN

HAPPY BIRTHDAY chimes across the wires. 
from all angles, we receive blessing and praise for a date..

one day.


it's a nice thing ..  quite the ego boost. 

but, what if it isn't even really your birthday?
enter the SOLAR RETURN

the solar return marks the exact degree of the sky held by the sun at the moment of your breath, and the transiting sun's return to that point.  due to the 365.25 days it takes the earth to go 'round, the exact time of this return varies year to year. 

this year in particular, my solar return occurred at the last minute of my birthday.   and some years, it won't even be on 11.3 ..  but it is this moment that flavors the next year.  it is this moment that forecasts the coming year. 

NOTE to a prospective hire

When responding electronically to a job posting, of course, one must read the entire ad and response accordingly.  BUT, there are a few tactics that I have come across that I find REALLY ANNOYING.  I will delete the response immediately, without consideration:

1)  I don't care how personable your "cut and paste" mass response file is..  if it is not written specifically for the job being offered, I can tell, and you won't be considered.

2)  DO NOT send me a link to your "video resume", website or anything else..  i'm not going to chase your credentials all over the internet.  AND, I will most likely infer that such a link be malicious and avoid it at all costs.

3)  Please refrain from excessive formating within the email.  I don't care about your pretty font, or the intricate border..  it detracts from what is really being said and makes me think you're trying to make yourself out to be more than you actually are.

4)  Use FORMAL/PROPER GRAMMAR!!!  "hey man, sup?  i need a job" is NEVER going to get you hired by anyone........

the outside is still..  quiet.  dreamlike.  but the further inside i go, particles are vibrating faster and faster.  spinning around each other, regrouping.. re-interpreting.

life looks the same.  but it's been torn apart at the seams..  and the last flakes of my shredded flesh are drifting off in the whirlwind;  starting to pool at the edge of a new path.  like reincarnation, the pheonix..  the seconds before new life takes flight.

i'm weeping for the pieces of me that are to be left behind.  not from sadness, but from mere separation anxiety.  even knowing they are unecassary for the future, i always cry over death...  nor do i know yet what shape the future will take.

i just know it will be better..

so i'll wimper and twitch in my chrysalis..  hiding from all those prying eyes.  healing.  until i am ready to break free.  until it's time to take the next step.

atlas

i've been caustic of the general prospectus since the scorp season began, but neptune is really carving out a secret moment right now... thoughts that seem to have no origin are bubbling everywhere

he pictures me in a small bright apartment with a white kitchen, where i can cook to my hearts content

my consciousness is lost in a snow cloud of presuppositions

intuitive response is elemental to the survival of everything

something tells me to run

but something else screams that i shan't

there is a t-square happening

mars in leo/mercury, venus in scoprio/neptune and chiron stradling the aqua-piscean cusp

mars in leo is compulsory, demanding, 

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mercury and venus paired up in scorpio are like the sexual beast emerging from his dark and hidden caves.. committed to expressing all claims in a responsible and prospective manner

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netune diludes,, expands,, reveals the unseen'

with chiron; the bearor of all deepest pain is also the beneficial prospects achieved by instructing the world of criteria for amending said anguish

glamour

lust

perversion

profession

becasue i think this is what i need to do to absolve the mistakes i cannot remember