Astrology Blogger

The river is lower than it should be. The high-water marks are written on the canyon walls. The warmth in the canyon keeps arriving at the wrong angle. One clear channel opens — the words come. Thirteen days to Solstice.

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High desert pre‑dawn: the Twins on the cold plateau, telescope still out, sending a signal that doesn’t land. Below, Cancer’s interior—mug, spring, fire kept. Two elevations at wrong angles. By evening the plateau dissolves, a crack spreading underfoot…

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High desert plateau in at full morning light.
The remnants of a star party.
The Twins mid-stride on a canyon trail.
Ahead of them: a massive chockstone,
wedged between the canyon walls,
floor to ceiling,
filling the passage.
The incomplete fence l…

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The trail moves from stone to starlight. The emotional body becomes a receiver, the sky opens a new signal, and what Pluto reveals tonight can only be seen with the right instrument. The sky grows large enough to show what’s been changing beneath the s…

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