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Ho trovato ciò che non mi piace della Francia!!!!

Macron

[Sarebbe stupendo vivere in un luogo dove ti senti fortemente rappresentata ma tant'è che mi chiedo " Esiste?" ]

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这个星期我们学习新的诗歌

I have Uranus on my left ring finger, mars on my left thumb, moon on right thumb, Pluto on left pinky, Venus on middle finger (right) Saturn on right ring finger.

why the fuck did I even do Saturn. I hate Saturn. I should have done Neptune??????? (def not mercury) no off/

What do you think of getting tattoos of planets or signs? Do you have any?

Moon-Pluto aspects - Dating mortal boys when your dad is the Lord of the Underworld

written by cherry

Moon conjunct Pluto, Moon sextile Pluto, Moon square Pluto, Moon trine Pluto, Moon opposite Pluto

People with Moon-Pluto aspects inherit old witchcraft and psychic potions from the ancestors, but she can also be the chosen heirloom to destroy generational curses and transform the bloodline for the future.

There are some cultures that consider the tribe’s music and the song increasing frequency, pitch, drums, volume and chaotic crescendo as the symbol of the incoming finale. It’s going to be the loudest right before it ends. And this is partly why people with Moon-Pluto aspects may feel like they were born in an ending, or at a time when everything appeared to crumbling, toxic, or rotting. One of the parents may have encouraged self-containment or detachment from her authentic emotions, maybe she was rejected or invalidated when she approached an adult with her feelings or fears, maybe she was told that she was ‘too sensitive’, or ‘that’s not the way we do things’. Even though she grows up it can be very hard to grow out of those emotional complexes, like the belief that her feelings make her a bad, difficult, or malfunctioning human.

The truth is rather that these people are too much for those who are not enough. She is too deep for those who lack depth, too emotional for those who have been sheltered from life, and too complex for those who are too afraid of what they don’t understand. And as a child, this little witch created lots of psychic waves without trying or realising. She transformed the lives of the people around her, and she was forced to witness the breakdowns and breakups but rarely the recovery. She could hear what they were thinking, sense what they were feeling, and see in clear view what they were hiding. There may have been shadows that haunted her and ghosts that helped her, and it’s common that there are one or a few outsider adults or elders that provide support, maternity, or mentorship of some sort. And she has the ability to shut out everything and hide within another world inside. A playground immersed in Pandora’s toy box, filled with the gifts she never received on the outside, psychic fantasies, labyrinths, muses, messages, guidance, and some kind of orb or light that she couldn’t seem to find out there. It’s one she can always return to and regenerate away from the static and noise, though most of what else she finds in there will remain a secret forever.

Cherry

oh tempest. as pluto never quite leaves me the f*** alone, i’m gonna turn my attention to saturn for a second.

sza’s song literally touched me. i’ve been listening to her for years and she always comes out with songs that get me.

well, ya boy has so far survived his saturn return. i survived 27 by a thread, with the help of a very aries individual. he took me traveling around the country and helped me see things differently. helped me grow up. after all, 27 is when i realized i was no longer a kid. that summer was kind of my last ‘hoorah’. i was gettin deep in my lohan era, but eventually the queen herself had to step her p*ssy up and now she runnin a night club in greece. what more could you ask for? she dipped and recovered mighty fine. we could all learn from lindsay.

alas,

i’ve already spoken on my sun square saturn aspect. made me depressed af. but a sermon at a baptist church talked about misery being a ship that needs to set sail, not something to necessarily avoid. hearing that soothed my soul.

now that i’m older and the rules of the game are changing, one aspect of mine that is rather confusing, is that my north node (destiny point) in libra 3rd house, opposites my saturn in aries 9th house.

everyone talks about saturn return and how it’s hard and ruthless but you come out better and more mature from it. lord knows i am as impulsive as the rest of them, and have gotten burned quite a few times now. however, if saturn conjuncts my south node, or where i feel ‘comfortable’ but need to get away from, what could that possibly mean?

south node in aries means i’m very comfortable being confident in myself and other aries traits, but im here to learn the way of libra, that is relationships and compromise and society and rules. not just being so head strong and independent. saturn being here kinda throws me off. if yall have any suggestions, i’d like to hear.

currently i am faced with a dilemma involving my higher education. it seems my 12th house ways have led to the possibility i will not finish my bachelors degree. my crippled moon in the second house isn’t offering me too too much.

we’ll see what happens. i can’t seem to stop talking about astrology though.

"There are no secrets!"

I blurt out at the dinner table. We are at my Great Aunt Linda's, in Somerset, Kentucky, for our annual family holiday get together. My cousin Brenda gives me a look I've never seen before. She looks at me like I'm an absolute lunatic. Like I just cut off the cat's head and am growling maniacally while its corpse drips blood from my jaw.

Only, that wasn't quite the case. In fact, I don't think anything I did or said deserved this kind of reaction. You see, I was 19 years old, and it was the year after my first year of college. My father and I had gotten into a nasty fight, but we hadn't discussed it yet. I said something to him about it in front of the whole family. Bad timing, I guess.

But in my mind, if in heaven or the afterlife, everything would be known -- why lie or try to cover things up in the present?

Welcome to the world of the 1 2 t h H a u s

The watery, elusive ocean. Where the ego, the self, individuality, becomes a mere drop in a vast sea. And the certain, reliable structures and fortitudes of material reality dissolve into a schizoaffective mod-podge of reality.

In astrology, the 12th house represents the end of the karmic zodiac wheel. It starts with Aries and the 1st house, then travels all the way around, till you end up with Pisces & the 12th. It rules over areas of life such as prisons, insane asylums, monestaries, rehabs, psych wards. Who wouldn't want to have their Sun sign there? Or Moon?

As you may be aware, the 12th house doesn't have the greatest of reputations. Planets here are elusive, hidden, not easily accessed. Like a monk, far away on a foggy, hilly terrain. With no cell phone or 2023 MacBook Air. Or a prisoner who lost his mind and is locked away for the rest of their life. Geez. At least something beautiful I heard about prisons and the 12th house, is that spiritually speaking, prisons and institutions are meant to save you from yourself.

Meaning, you can't harm others and create more karma for yourself when you're locked up. In practice though.... Prisons are pretty violent. But I've never been to prison. I have, however, been in and out of the psych ward for much of the beginning of my adult life.

It was mostly because of suicidal depression. Enter nervous breakdown from the immense pressure of being away from home in a small town for my first year of college. Being gay. Working class. It was a mess. What I thought would be an easy four year finish with a high paying job waiting for me, turned into a dead end. Nervous breakdown, bipolar diagnosis, joined a strange new religion (Hi Mormons <3) I took the Spring semester off after a week-long stint in the local psych ward. It would've been shorter, had they believed me about my throat hurting. I had tonsolitis.

Well, in my time away from school, I realized how s p i r i t u a l I was. I wanted to find the meaning of life. The right path. I researched and found that most religions didn't support homosexuality. Which sucked, because I was already out and had a boyfriend in high school. But I was raised by a paranoidly religious father in the Southern Baptist faith, and I had a fear of going to Hell. I also had a lot of toxic masculinity ideals internalized.

Eventually, I join the Mormon Church, but realize even among other church members, I was different. For instance, one afternoon on my porch at my Grandmas in Kentucky, I was praying/meditating -- all of a sudden, I just felt so transcendentally connected to the land. I imagined Native Americans on the hills by my house. It was an odd feeling. Dimensional.

At Church, I could see auras and glowing light emanating from other members, when they went up to the podium to bear their testimony. I found out later there was another kid in church who could see the same golden light. Most people didn't, though.

I would later read that people with Saturn in 9th house individuals are drawn to conservative religions such as Judaism, Catholicism, and Mormonism. I laughed and put the book down after I read that. The LDS Church was so important to me from 18-21. I was devastated when I had to choose being authentic to myself as a gay man over my religion. I really lost meaning and hope and drive, for my life.

The 12th house.

My father also has a twelfth house sun. Isn't that odd?

That we both have Sun in the 12th house. The issue is, I don't want to be like my father. I appreciate him, sure. Of course. But he acts a bit like a man lost at sea on a deserted island. His house a shack he built out of random wood. His best friend a volleyball. Except all of this while he's living in the middle of suburbia. That is the vibe, I fear.

I love him, I do. I also blame all the earth energy in his natal chart. I mean come on, the man quite literally ONLY has earth signs in his chart. Like no other element. What the hell?

So it leaves me to wonder.

How do us 12th house natives navigate the foggy, uncertain waters? How do we stay sane in a material world, when the veil is so thin to the other side? How do we find meaning and reason in a material, hostile world, when the peace and happiness of Heaven is right there, waiting for us?

Really, I must know. I'm almost 30. And I'm afraid I'm missing my moment. I want to be successful, but lately, every well I seem to throw my bucket down, turns out to be dry. I've fallen for the illusions long enough -- the only issue is, I can never tell what illusions I'm falling for until after the fact.

I didn't realize how crazy I was when I was younger when I was acting crazy. It was other peoples reactions, and my many, many, many psych ward visits that I realized I might not be the best suited for this world. It's so mean spirited, individualistic. I don't know how to cope or manage. Maybe this is the doom, the destiny, of my Sun in 12th house.

If I was a 3rd House Sun, I would be a writer or a journalist or a teacher. A 4th house Sun, a stay at home mom or run a daycare. A 9th house Sun, I'd be a professor or a travel agent or a psychaitrist.

What does a 12th house sun become? Shamanistic Healer?

I have no idea how to do that, and I've got bills, honey!