Half a Good Day… musings and whatnot

This morning I decided to check out my personal daily astrology, which I haven’t been doing lately as…

I haven’t been interested in anything it had to say…

because it had basically been saying the same old stuff and I already know that (sometimes it’s useful to know it and sometimes it’s not and I’d like a small episode of amnesia without lasting effect)…

but it was just after dawn and by dawn’s early light everything has a certain glow to it which promises a good day especially when the sky is blue and the sun is shining in a gaussian blur of rosy-golden hues,

making the dew drops glisten and sparkle like diamonds…

diamonds accessible to those who can’t afford those other ones humans dig out of the ground, cut and polish then place in some sort of setting which suddenly makes a rock pulled out of the earth cost the earth several times over…

because we’re here to make money and other values of that sort…

which we’re supposed to chase after…

I prefer those diamonds used for lasers because…

it would be kind of cool to have a laser… sometimes… even though I’d probably regret using one the way I would use it…

but since regret is a part of life whether you do things right or wrong… someone will always find something wrong with your right and… so will you…

Anyway…

My astro for today said something about – watch out, anything you do today may end up being in halves…

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Venus opp Chiron transit

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I tried to load my natal chart with current transits to get a visual on things and… sure enough only half of the chart loaded.

I had a chuckle, shrugged the whole half off, and decided to get on with doing what I’ve been doing these past couple of months, while Summer still lingers on…

But the half and half theme seemed to carry on even though I’d dismissed it…

Everything I tried to do wasn’t quite right… wasn’t quite wrong either…

If it’s going to be half a good day and half a wtf kind of day…

might as well write a post for my blog which is kind of always like that.

Some of the comments I’ve been getting lately… especially on old posts…

Is it just me – perceiving things from my present perspective – or does everyone seem a bit driven crazy by life atm enough to just attack the world in random blurts that don’t really make sense to anyone but them (I’m not sure if it makes sense to them but I like to give people the benefit of the doubt that they put some logical thought into their words and online self-expression).

One person decided that a humorous post (where I laughed at myself and a quirky episode in my life) which I wrote yonks ago was the perfect place for them to carry out their mission to expose a celebrity for crimes committed against them…

fyi, this is a personal blog and not a place for you and your mission however real and righteous it may be.

A personal blog is a place for the person who created that particular blog to do their own thing, they are under no obligation to turn their blog into whatever you want to turn it into…

WordPress is a blogging platform which allows you to create a blog (for free unless you want all the bells and whistles then you do have to pay for it) designed just for you – if you are on a crusade then let WordPress help you build your ship or whatever vessel is required for your particular endeavour – you don’t need to use someone else’s blog for that (and some else would appreciate it if you didn’t do that).

Be careful that in your hurting and wanting to hurt the person who hurt you that you don’t end up dragging random strangers into your hurt… and expecting them to then handle charges of slander, for instance, for the sake of your mission (for which you may have used an alias).

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planted in a dark place

(be careful of your roots)

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Someone else introduced themselves by telling me that what I had said was Bull. That was their first word. Fair enough. But. Then they ended their comment by asking me for advice… perhaps sarcastically, I hope it was sarcastic because otherwise it doesn’t make sense.

If you think I’m talking bull… why ask for my advice, after all I’m just going to spew more bull, aren’t I!?

And if you genuinely want my advice, how is being antagonistic in your first words to me going to ensure my assistance? Surely, if I’m human, I’ll take offense and decide to be as unhelpful as possible while being polite because… ego.

They didn’t like my agreement with the concept that – Living well is the best revenge – and that this is an useful approach when dealing with narcissists.

I get where they’re coming from because I’ve been there – thinking that concept was bull – because trying to live well when a narcissist is a part of the algorithm of your life… requires the kind of patience and ability to flip things around, be flexible in perception, which may require several lifetimes to accumulate and may disappear even if you’re the Dalai Lama… and seem impossible.

I grew up with narcissists… living well is the best fuck you to them that you’ll ever get, but it may not feel like the ideal version of living well (as advertised by capitalism and commercialism) because it’s a subtle kind of well being.

Basically you’ve opted out of the constant drama, and don’t get sucked into it when random strangers try to suck you into their drama which is worse than anyone else’s and of course you’ve never known anything like it because only they have suffered and no one else has suffered as much as they have… so… anything you or anyone else says is bull.

You can thank the narcissists in my life for my inability to take things as personally as I might… the road to hell is paved with taking things personally and making someone else’s drama live on with you, within you when… maybe all you want to do is chill.

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A couple of other commenters seem to be insisting on being involved in relationships with people who they seem to dislike far more than they like… they’re holding out the hope that the people they don’t like will stop being so dislikable and be more likeable…

a rule of thumb in relationships is – if you don’t like more about them than you like chances are things won’t get better…

because the first impression has set itself in concrete and will haunt both of you for the rest of this affair…

they seemed so great at first (and made you feel so great at first) but then the veneer of the honeymoon phase wore off and you found flaws in them (which made you paranoid about your own flaws), and you eyes focused on the flaws losing sight of what once was a sight for sore eyes… your eyes are sore again.

You want them to be someone they are not, because for a moment they seemed to be someone you’re looking for and you’re tired of waiting for that ideal dream person to actually step out of your idealistic dreams and become real. You’re lonely and fed up of being alone so you’re doing a spot of Pygmalion but… you’re chipping all the good bits off of them (and of you too but you don’t notice that because it’s all dust right now which refuses to settle) in your attempt to chisel a god/goddess out of stone.

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why does the pebble scream

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It’s hard being human… partly because it just is and we refuse to accept that… and partly because we make it that way and quite like the challenge while hating it.

We’re all experts when it comes to pointing out who isn’t an expert!