What with Venus, our brightest ‘star’ against an Aquarian new moon, I walk out my door wondering about the dance between Mars and Venus in Capricorn this lunar New Year. Shadow direct Mars and Venus’ retrograde pause in the muse’s music of an awesome dawn I reflect on Bernie’s cold weather sit v. Putin’s move to restore Russia’s tragedy of a broken Union when the walls fell. Indeed 1989 was the last time we were ‘here’ in the weather of the orbs in our sky.
Perhaps we can share spy v spy double agents in a burst of Uranian influence disguised as King Saturnalia upon arrival of our Jovian dinner mid-month. A feast of lucky spyware beyond Bond.
The reflection doesn’t lie. The water is cold. The sun gets hot as the day goes on. Do we seek what we’ve always seen? Or do we go to a new place? Do a double date and take your face with you.
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