Scorpio Sun, Virgo Moon
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Achilles in Shakespeare’s Troilus and Cressida V.viii.17-20
Having seen this one play several times, on stage, in London, it’s a strange one. I read it as a “Black comedy” first time I encountered it. Subject to interpretation, and your mileage may vary. “The dragon wing of night” inspired me, for this week’s scope. Bit of a mixed metaphor.
Sun’s in Libra, we can all see both sides?
As much as I adore my little Scorpio friends, there’s always that totally fixed nature about them. Stubborn, to some, while I do prefer the term, “Tenacious,” seriously, that’s just a nice way to say “stubborn as all get out.” That being duly noted?
Yes, birthdays and cosmic jokes, all at the same time?
Wish I could report otherwise, but there’s a sense that some kind slightly twisted sense of humor would help the most. Normally, Libra would be straightforward, but there’s a weird echo, a sense of having seen this before, only, not quite like this, but close.
Weird sense of humor helps.
Reading my material? I have to be a little suspicious that your Libra self already understands what I’m referring to, the “Weird Sense of Humor,” because, after all, you’re reading my material. Maybe that helps.
Either way, happy birthday, and weird? Yeah, that, too. Just as a birthday gift? That’s a Shakespeare quote taken in context.
It was a really warm fall afternoon in South Texas. September can be brutally warm to some. The lawnmower didn’t work, and the spotty weeds that comprise my front yard were looking mighty scraggly. Not an attractive way to live, no, and I really didn’t feel like trying to start a broken mower. Some, looked to me, Scorpio Suspicions, fly-by-night yard guys offered to do a single, quick hack at the yard.
First Messenger in Shakespeare’s Antony & Cleopatra (1.2.65)
“October. This is one month of the peculiarly dangerous months to speculate in stocks. The others are July, January, September, April, November, May, March, June, December, August, and February.”
Pudd’nhead Wilson (Mark Twain)
It’s birthday time, and still supposed to be wonderful, so I don’t really have any bad news. However, there is a bit of loose material that’s kicked free, and sort of floating, in the back of the Libra mind, and as such, that can annoy you.
Look: Libra — birthday month and all? Get your party on, however you do that, and don’t let that free-wheeling addled-pate material latch on. Bad news will infect the messenger, but you don’t have to listen, not now, it’s party time.
Sun moves into Libra, Fall Equinox, September 22, 2017 at 3:01 PM — your mileage may vary slightly. The passage includes some serious salty reference to the potential for the weather of the oceans, referenced as “Neptune’s hips,” interesting?
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Catalyst and lightening rod, two images for this week’s Libra.
Catalysts is present but doesn’t participate. Lightening rod, conversely, is used to attract — then ground — the energy. With all those little planets in Virgo? I have to ask, are you a lightening rod? Or are you merely a catalyst? Personally, I prefer to be the catalyst, off to one side, helping move matters along, but not being directly involved. The challenge, though, as this is the beginning of the Libra birthdays, the challenge is to not be a lightening rod.
I shifted from Shakespeare being read aloud to prepping for fall fishing. Both don’t require practice and preparation, but both benefit from practice and preparation.
As a Virgo? This week, getting ready for Monday’s Lunar Equation? Preparation is key. Fishing or reciting poetry. Either way, prepare.
There’s a simple, short process I use to determine if a prospective client is worth spending time with. A quick way to determine if, how, when we should proceed. Or, in come cases, when we shouldn’t bother to push forward with any more contact. As hard as it might be to understand, for Libra, there are some people that I grate on — my attitude, attire, something doesn’t work right. I’ll shrug, it happens. My process?
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Midnight thoughts, midnight madness, or maybe, just midnight movies. Part, some or all of that. Consider that Mars is agitating and aggravating, and pushing you higher, further, faster — better — and Mercury is just adding a little extra editorial advice. Make it good.
Make it Virgo goodness.