Making Good Things Better
Warning: This is an extremely scorpionic blog. Enter at your own risk.
Thank you for the silence. Perhaps you felt lonely. Blah blah blah prepare for the cliche “You’re surrounded by people yet still have the feeling”. There’s 6 billion humans walking the planet, yet no one’s quite like you, or suffering like you. If you feel like this nod your head. Speaking of nodding, I often nod my head because it signals the notion yes, and my reality can be so harsh sometimes that I JUST NEED THAT PHYSICAL NOTION “Yes, this is real. This is really happening. Suck it up and deal with it” I grew up with an abusive father, and emotionally absent mother, and happy-go-lucky self-absorbed sisters-and honestly I sugar coated that. That is my reality, and I’m dealing with it. I’m also dealing with the struggle of forgiveness-not my cup of tea, folks.
"People have a hard time letting go of their suffering. Out of a fear of the unknown, they prefer suffering that is familiar."
— Thich Nhat Hanh (via kari-shma)
Just so happens Thomas Mars from the french band Phoenix has a Scorpio moon like moi. Link? You got it!
No wonder. I could hear my thoughts in his lyrics. He’s got that intensity and bluntness. That’s my celeb crush for ya’.
Just look at the intensity in those
pretty blue eyes. Ooooh.
January 26th [UPDATE]
Okay, my bad. Well astrotheme’s bad really. He’s not even an aries sun, his birth date is all wrong. (Wth?) But the good new’s is he’s still a Scorpio (on the cusp of Sagittarius) and his moon may be still in Scorpio depending on that time of the day he was born. Perhaps he was a “late” Scorpio moon.
I’ve been wanting to make this damned
blog (err diary) for the longest, Tumblr! An emotionally crisis with my father caused this. As far as I’m concerned he’s a Aquarius sun with a Leo moon, but damn it that man has something scorpion about him, it must be the rising. I can’t believe he was screaming his lungs at me “in the raw”. I’m literally blocking “what do our neighbors think” thoughts out of my skull. What’s ironic about this crisis, is that after the explosion cooled my instincts told me to check on cafeastrology.com and without a doubt, the God damned moon had enter Scorpio at like a quarter to five.
This is just an extension of my diary. Just like those yellow notes you find commonly in smart phones can be utilized as a temporary outlet for my feelings. These deep,deep feelings. Welcome to a diary of a Scorpio. Actually I’m a Pisces sun, with a Scorpio moon. Might I add my sun is placed coincidentally in the magical eight house. Nevertheless these feelings run deep, nothing the average Pisces feels. My demons explode in public, and God I damn hate it when they “leak” out that way. But the darkness always reflects in the light of my very own home.