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Horoscopes by the Fishing Guide to the Stars starting 10.2

Horoscopes by the Fishing Guide to the Stars starting 10.2
“This is the long and short of it.”
Mistress Quickly in Shakespeare’s Merry Wives of Windsor [Act 2, scene 2]

Mercury Retrograde, the long and the short of it.

LibraLibra: Shakespeare’s Merry Wives is an odd play. The accepted tale, what I was told again and again, was that the Queen asked for a play about Falstaff, wherein the character gets his comeuppance. I’d like to think I read that in a text. Sounds like something a textbook would have, but right now, I can’t seem to find that text. Turns out, that the story about the play’s source is entirely fictional. There is no corroborating evidence, anecdotal or otherwise, that truly supports the statement that, “The play was requested by the Queen.” Like similar tales and myths, stories about stories, there’s a birthday myth you’re currently supporting. Like the story about the play’s origins, though, what your Libra self is supporting might be true. Feels true. Worried about the facts? Birthday time: don’t worry.

Scorpio: Can’t say this caught you by surprise, no, you were informed earlier this would happen As the tricky Trickster begins his slide backwards, and as your Scorpio self begins to feel like this is it, the end is near? Stop and consider some of the symbolism — look at what’s going on around you. I’m not talking about what’s played out against the backdrop of the international stage, not what this is about. This is about what’s happening in Scorpio land.
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Horoscopes by the Fishing Guide to the Stars starting 9.25

    “More strange than true. I never may believe
    These antic fables, nor these fairy toys.
    Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,
    Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend
    More than cool reason ever comprehends.”

Theseus in Shakespeare’s A Midsummer’s Night’s Eve [V.i.2-6]

Horoscopes by the Fishing Guide to the Stars starting 9.25

LibraLibra: A local luminary was scheduled to give a talk. The title was better than the workshop. The workshop’s name, that suggested this was a long and interesting look into thematic elements in astrology, mythology and psychology, with continuing education credits. Not that I need any CEUs, but it was nice to know. Instead, the lecture, for that’s all it was, it was two-hour “dog and pony show” for that one guy’s books. His life’s work, just a pitch. I paid to go to a sales session. It’s not a total loss, as I learned how to put together just such a pitch, now. I got nothing out of the content, but I derived a great deal from the way the material was packaged. That’s part of the message. Part of this week’s “birthday” lesson for Libra, too. Pay attention, as it might not be the meat of the message that you’re looking for, it could be the bones that the meat hangs upon. Either way, you win.

Scorpio: I looked at Mars, in your Solar Second House (Sagittarius), I looked at other planets, too. But Mr. Mars, in the Scorpio second house? It’s like the house of second guessing, at this moment. There’s another influence, as well, but I’d not mention it. Still, this is about second guessing yourself. The caution, herein?
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Horoscopes by the Fishing Guide to the Stars starting 9.18

    “But men are men; the best sometimes forget.”

Shakespeare’s Othello, the Moor of Venice [II.iii.201]

Horoscopes by the Fishing Guide to the Stars starting 9.18

VirgoVirgo: There’s this silly affection that I will forever hold for all things Virgo. No rhyme or reason for it, as I’m a Sagittarius and I don’t get along with the innate Virgo sensibilities. Always a tension/attraction thing, and my best fishing buddies are frequently Virgo, but that’s also because I won’t date one of them. Still, there’s always that Virgo “thing.” That Virgo “thing” is more pronounced now, over this next couple of days, getting stronger this weekend. It’s about one last task, one last goal, one last chore, one last action that must be completed before any of us, Virgo, and non-Virgo alike, one last goal to make a run at, one last, perhaps this is a single, onerous task, that must be tried. Make a super-human effort to accomplish that goal, short-term, before the end of the Virgo weekend. Thanks me later.

Libra: Over heard? “I’m not a real Texan; I didn’t grow up wearing make-up.” Female of approximate dimensions, and the comment struck me as highly amusing. It does go with the notion that Texas is full of heavily made-up ladies. As one governor is credited with noting, “The bigger the hair, the closer to Heaven.” Both speak volumes about perceptions, and these are perceptions rather than reality.
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Horoscopes by the Fishing Guide to the Stars starting 9.11.2014

“Flout ’em, and scout ’em; and scout ’em, and flout ’em;
Thought is free.”
Shakespeare’s The Tempest [III.ii.87]

Horoscopes by the Fishing Guide to the Stars starting 9.11.2014

Virgo Virgo: Used to be, I was gone every weekend. Out of town, or in town, but basically, gone. There was a time when I was “away” almost every weekend, either for business, pleasure, family business, and for what one would call “monkey business.” All the same to me, and the coherent pattern? Travel. Certainly, at one point, the “roller board bag” type of baggage was the most useful single item I owned. That and a good computer case that could stay with me. I went from briefcase to backpack to shoulder bag to messenger bag to backpack, over and around a number of times, always looking for the perfect fit. For me, I don’t travel near that much anymore, and for me, the bike-messenger bag is working out best. Not without considerable trial and error, but what it presents to me is a single, large bag, big enough for laptop, palm-top, keyboard, change of clothes, books, cords, cards, and cables — maybe a toothbrush and a spare shirt. There’s a balance point we’re all looking for, and with Virgo birthdays upon us, more so than ever before. What this is about, trying to find that perfect balance. I’ve long-since given up on style. Something to think about, comfort, form, fit, or style? What’s most important, now?

Libra: Ever start to say something, then the words get confused, as they exit? What this is like, at the moment. In Libra. For Libra, anyway. There we are, stumbling over our words. What can you do about it?
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Horoscopes by the Fishing Guide to the Stars starting 9.4

    “You should take true root but by the fair weather
    That you make yourself: it is needful that you
    Frame the season for your own harvest.”

Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing [I.iii.9]

Horoscopes by the Fishing Guide to the Stars starting 9.4.2014

VirgoVirgo: My usual August fishing trips were slightly marred by my own undoing. At one point, one trip, there were three of us in the boat, hot summer sun, and I’d sprayed on “kid-safe” sunscreen. I thought it was kid-friendly, or child-proof, I’m not sure. What happened, as the sun got higher and higher in the sky, then, with three fish on, and three of us in the boat, hot South Texas sun? Sweat started to leak that sunscreen into my eyes. With fish on, it’s near impossible to take a break, and there’s no easy way to deal with the incipient burn from the sweat rolling off and leeching that stupid, “Kid-friendly, SPF-45″ sunblock into my eyes. It was not suffer discomfort, or reel in a big fish. Decisions. I couldn’t hand my pole off to another one, as we all had fish on at the moment. The other part of this, if I hadn’t used the sunscreen? I’d been miserable, and miserably sun-burned. The clue, happy Virgo birthday, the hint? Suffer the sunscreen to the eyes, did you see the size of the fish? Pictures, I’m sure, are on the website someplace. Big fish. Minor discomfort. Worth it? I’d think so.

Libra: I was in South Texas, listening to a local radio, ostensibly, County and Western, with local flavor, which would be more Texana, as a branch of Americana. Twangy accents and electric guitars, local stuff, mostly. Some singer was moaning on and on about “Whiskey drunk,” and I didn’t catch all of it. However, from the narrow plot and the song’s sad storyline, the whiskey-drunk was responsible for the current state of the singer’s affairs. Can we blame the “whiskey-drunk?”
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