File this under, “Stuff they don’t teach you”. If you tell a person the opposite of the truth, with emphasis, the average person will lose their ability to discern the truth. This is a common tactic used by psychopaths. Your knee-jerk reaction may have you not believe me but it you take a minute and […]
Dianne M left an interesting comment on my Negative Affective Presence post. She mentioned, “Cassandra”. I am not sure if she was referring to me, to herself or to both of us, but it got my attention because it was something I’d never heard before. I’m Michael J. Burry? I had to think about this. Who
I feel I have a negative “affective presence” at this time. I’ve just learned this term. It means, my presence has a negative affect on the group. I don’t think it’s always been this way but it’s this way now. I give this to Pluto transiting my first house and perhaps my Scorpio heavy, progressed
Transiting Saturn is heading into my second house. A lot of people see a transit like this coming and think, “Oh no! I’m going to be broke!” While that is a possibility, it’s only one of many. This transit is about defining your values, and earning self-esteem if this happens to be something you lack.
With the full moon in Leo, squaring Uranus, I’m pulling up creative/theatrical (Leo), uncommon type, astrology (Uranus). This is from 2009. I have meant to watch, The Gunfighter with Gregory Peck for almost 25 years. I finally got around to it. The timing was perfect I suppose. I became interested in seeing the movie in the
“Sometimes a kid goes off and joins a cult,” I told a friend. “I’ve known a few mothers this has happened to over the years. The kid takes off and that’s it. There’s nothing you can do. Your kid flew the coop!”
Does a person’s soul move along? It seems this is what the progressed chart describes. Some years ago, I had my progressed Mars conjunct Neptune. I don’t remember ever being so confused around what to do. This condition lasted for several years and was downright disabling. I’m currently a Progressed Taurus rising with my sun,
I was studying poems written in the 1800’s. The poems are a rich source for me. I was pondering one of them, written from the perspective of a coolie. A coolie is a manual laborer, akin to a slave. It was this coolie’s job to pull the punkah. I didn’t know what a punkah was so I
