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A Smooth Criminal and Opposing Forces

One of the things I complain about a lot is the ridiculous idea that some astrological aspects of good and some are bad. Generally speaking, harmonic or soft aspects are typically viewed as good and stressful or hard aspects are viewed as bad.

This is just straight up ridiculous.

The most harmonic aspect in astrology is the trine (120 degrees) and the two most stressful are the square (90 degrees) and the opposition (180 degrees). Let's talk about that.

Trines are very stable, so if they describe something negative in one's life, it will be something persistent and hard as hell to resolve. The most evil relationship I cast charts for had lots of trines, both between the two natal charts and in other variants, like their marital chart and their composite chart.

Superficially, they got along well and didn't fight much. Things seemed harmonious. But, in reality, he was bleeding her for money and when she tried to leave, he brutally assaulted her and attempted to kill …

Card Readings Are Not My Thing

When I was younger, I had both Tarot cards and an I Ching set. In my early twenties, I used them quite often.

At some point, I realized that, for me, card readings were a form of self pacification that reinforced my learned helplessness. So, I stopped.

I had an abusive childhood. I married at a young age as my only means to escape an impossible situation. He joined the Army and I left my home town to follow his career. It got me away from home, which I wanted, but it also thrust me into an alien landscape. The entire fabric of my life was gone and I was very disoriented.

I ended up unexpectedly pregnant about three months after we arrived at our first duty station. Two weeks after I found out I was ten weeks pregnant, we got orders for Germany. We didn't leave until after the baby was born, but I found myself a new mom on another continent at age 22 and my life was simply upended.

So, I very often felt overwhelmed and like my life was spinning out of control. When I felt hop…

There is No Such Thing As Negative Four Degrees of Gemini

You know my life is in the toilet and I am in a bad damn mood if I am resorting to reading my damn horoscope. It tells you I am having one of those days where I am too brain damaged to accomplish anything useful and I am feeling desperate and grasping at straws for hope that the rest of the month will somehow work out okay, even though I cannot fucking see it at the moment.So, I go to Susan Miller's Astrology Zone, which is the only astrology site I read regularly because it actually has some value. Ingrate that I am, I am going to bitch about it anyway. (Sorry, Susan. You no doubt deserve better.)I am a Gemini. Today is May 17th. So, since I am looking for hope, I am scrolling through the Gemini May forecast looking for the first date listed that is later than today. I don't give a fuck about the earlier part of the month. It's in the past. It doesn't fucking matter!And the first date past today that I notice with my incredibly shitty eyesight (so, maybe there is anot…

Oh, Sun Sign Astrology, How I Hate Thee

Oh, Sun sign astrology, how I hate thee. Let me count the ways. First, you are so incredibly dumb. I don't mean you cannot speak. Jeez, I wish you would shut up. No, I mean, wow, are you stupid.How can you break down the 7 billion people on the planet into 12 categories and try to predict anything at all based on that: "You will meet a tall, dark stranger today. In fact, this could be love. You could wind up married to them."By "You," you mean approximately one twelfth of the human race. You mean any one of hundreds of millions of people born during a particular month long period during the year that corresponds to the Sun sign in question.Come on. Be serious. Some of these people are three years old. Second, wow, you sure drag the name of real astrology through the mud. I get that this is intended to be astrology for the masses. It is intended to make this arcane art more accessible. But it is like turning good quality beer into piss water. Third, can you say …