Taurus 27° (May 18, 2022)

I am still in a blackout, that is to say that the original entries, here, got lost or I never wrote anything to begin with. And will be if not many moons than a couple before I start writing in real time what actually happened on this day besides what I ate. Carbonara. And back to the work at hand.

The Virgo man enters doubting. All people, places and things must be proven to him before he can decide whether or not to sanction or engage in them. More than just a defense, this is the default expectation, by cosmic design, of a kind of literal dis-appoint-ment. Meaning that it speaks to the shift from the sign of Leo, astrology’s divine King, to that of Virgo, the universal Everyman. The Virgo is beyond some naive notion of innate nobility, which, to him, smacks of delusions of grandeur. Virgo is coming from a avery different place, metaphysically—that is to say: emotionally, mentally, spiritually, all of which effect his physical nature and body language. He is of the mind that life is what you make of it; that none of us are singled out for any predestined purpose; rather that you create your own existence, and any import thereof, every day, brick by brick, over time. Likewise, said people, places and the things of circumstance will keep having to prove themselves to him over multiple interactions, if not a lifetime. Nothing is ever quite a done deal for Virgo; life is one great work in process, and he must learn to seek progress over perfection. Virgo is especially dubious of others’ enthusiasm, and those who take too optimistic a view of life, or worse yet, believe in miracles. A healthy skepticism is Virgo’s superpower, allowing him to critique and diagnose situations, circumstances, environments, and even other individuals, prescribing necessary measures for improvement. He is the alchemist of the zodiac, seeking to root out the baser elements he encounters and to transmute that which he perceives as flawed or lacking into a more purified state. He cannot abide dysfunction, as he perceives it, the irony of course being that he has his own fair share of character defects, chief among them, an inability to be called out for them. Ultimately, he will need to own that fact. Nothing and nobody are perfect, he will concede; but there must be a concerted effort toward betterment, amelioration and high human functionality. After the roaring pride of Leo, the sign of Virgo operates on humility, at least, as a jumping off point. The Virgo man isn’t born thinking he’s god’s gift to the universe. He is not shot through with bold-faced confidence or bravado; rather, he supplements any lack he perceives in himself by way of a lifelong practice of honing his expertise, in this area or that, which can lend him an erudite air, in the end, and, yes, a certain sophisticated superiority. Fancying himself a connoisseur of this or that, Virgo can be quite the culture vulture, though a selective one. Holding his nose in situations, keeping others at arm’s length, is a symptom of his vulnerability and a fear of being burned for emotional investment.

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Taurus 26° (May 17, 2022)

I am in a blackout. And will be if not many moons than a couple before I start writing in real time what actually happened on this day besides what I ate. Sirloin Steak (makes sense since I’m sstill working at that place). From the future: I’m sorting through where it is I left off in the process of drafting chapters. It is a bit of a puzzle, which makes perfect sense, as all is hinged on the sign of Virgo and where the processes was halted by the crisis of June 2021. It is actually now December 2023 as I type this, playing catch up on around a year and a half of backlogged entries on here. All said I will need to be super relaxed in putting together the next half of the the drafts, which need to be looser and more creative maybe in the process, unlike the first eleven chapters which I wrote in more stringent and perfect a manner. Also it looks like the structure is taken from Leo woman chapter. Inroads have the Starter Kits. 

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Taurus 25° (May 16,2022)

I am in a blackout. And will be if not many moons than a couple before I start writing in real time what actually happened on this day besides what I ate: a turkey and cheese sandwich. May: 15, June 30, July 31, August 31, September 30, October 31, November 30, December 31, January 31, February 28, March 31, April 30, May 31, June 30, July 31, August 31, September 30, October 31, November 30, December 31. By the end of the December 2023 I will have 594 posts to catch up on. It will thus take me about 118 days, writing 5 pages a day, to catch up (however many of the posts between “now” and “then” will already be ample enough to post as is). This means that I should be able to completely catch up to where I am in the present, by the end of March 2024. I have thirteen chapters still left to draft, at about twenty pages a pop. That’s 260 pages in total, which isn’t even quite half of what I would need as filler in the process of playing this catch up game. That’s 333 after I post this today. Which, if you know anything about me, is quite a magical number. So hopefully, there are 333 of posts already drafted that are beefy enough to post at this juncture. I’m going to go out on a limb and guess that there are near exactly that many. But let me rework that math to reflect twenty five page chapters: 325 pages in total which means 269 posts which hopefully will be beefy enough. None of this means anything to you and I don’t mind that. I know what’s happening. 

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go! Copyright 2022 Wheel Atelier Inc. All Rights Reserved.