posted March 22, 2007 04:30 PM         

I keep saying to myself..."need to make Saturn proud, need to make Saturn proud...don't want to pi*s him off..."

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posted March 22, 2007 04:30 PM         

I think it is good for you to be "selfish" now.

A stitch of selfishness in time saves nine.

We are here for you.

posted March 22, 2007 04:36 PM         

I'd love to see your chart,
if you are comfortable with that.
If not, I do understand perfectly.

posted March 22, 2007 04:37 PM         

Fab quote (from Emerson). Especially the bit about uniform tunes and music-boxes, and becoming lost in crowds. It's as if we're each expected to be known for a monoproduct...as if it's illegal to be some sort of polymath...so-called *experience* counting for everything and natural insight for apparently comparatively little.

I can't put it better than Emerson, and I risk stultifying his meaning with my words. An uplifting piece. Thanks, HSC!

posted March 22, 2007 04:42 PM         

and it looks like i'll hv my transit earlier...i'll let u know how it goes

posted March 22, 2007 05:01 PM         

ILWL, that's pretty darn funny that you "talk" to Saturn too! LOL...must be a Cap thing...we know we must RESPECT our "ring" leader!

This has been today's theme song folks...been playing it all day:

Learning To Fly - Pink Floyd

Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistible grasp?

Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit, I

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to guide my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone

A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

posted March 22, 2007 05:50 PM         

Just wanted to say {{{ love & hugs }}} from Mme Zala..... (will be back later)

posted March 22, 2007 06:33 PM         

Xena,

posted March 22, 2007 08:20 PM         

Thank you Zala. ((hugs))

HSC - Here's my chart. Feel free to analyze and dissect!

posted March 23, 2007 12:49 AM         

Would love to talk and share more with you, if you like???

It's some pretty deep stuff!!! LOL!!!

Besides I need some practice at expressing mys-elf though writing!!!

posted March 23, 2007 10:44 AM         

The last time I saw richard was detroit in ’68,
And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday
Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe
You laugh, he said, you think you’re immune, go look at your eyes
They’re full of moon
You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you
All those pretty lies, pretty lies
When you gonna realise they’re only pretty lies
Only pretty lies, just pretty lies

He put a quarter in the wurlitzer, and he pushed
Three buttons and the thing began to whirr
And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie
And she said "drink up now it’s gettin’ on time to close."
"richard, you haven’t really changed," I said
It’s just that now you’re romanticizing some pain that’s in your head
You got tombs in your eyes, but the songs
You punched are dreaming
Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet
When you gonna get yourself back on your feet?
Oh and love can be so sweet, love so sweet

Richard got married to a figure skater
And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator
And he drinks at home now most nights with the tv on
And all the house lights left up bright
I’m gonna blow this damn candle out
I don’t want nobody comin’ over to my table
I got nothing to talk to anybody about
All good dreamers pass this way some day
Hidin’ behind bottles in dark cafes
Dark cafes
Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings
And fly away
Only a phase, these dark cafe days

posted March 23, 2007 11:29 AM         

Very Nice!!!

posted March 23, 2007 11:33 AM         

Reminds me of Mirandee some what!!!!

posted March 23, 2007 11:37 AM         

Youre welcome!

Joni and me,
we got some crazy synastry.

Love her.

posted March 23, 2007 11:39 AM         

She was very pirvate that way in her own little world.

She just meet her Daughter and Grand kids for the first time, not to long ago.

You can see that she has found hers-elf and really feels blissed and so happy!!!!!

posted March 23, 2007 11:47 AM         

Parallel Aspects (similar to conjunctions):

Sun Parallel Moon, Sun Parallel Uranus, Moon Parallel Uranus, Neptune Parallel Ascendant, Neptune Parallel Venus, Neptune Parallel Mars, Venus Parallel Mars, Venus Parallel Ascendant, Mars Parallel Ascendant, Saturn Parallel Pluto