Here is my horoscope. I was born in Rockford, Illinois, on October 1st, 1957, at 11:19 PM.
What do we see here? To begin with, the Ascendant is in the 21st degree of Cancer. For this degree, the Astrolabium Planum has Currus stans vacuus. Homo in vanitate erit. ("A chariot standing empty; he will be a man of vanity.") Great, I'm vain enough but I'm not a man. The Sabian Symbol for that degree is "A prima donna singing." Now that I like--it makes me think of my favorite singer Siouxsie Sioux; I myself was an aspiring singer at one time. Charubel says, "A king, an emperor, or commander on horseback. (This is the degree of power)." You got that one right, old man! Not "a degree of power"; it's "THE degree of power." Fuck yes.
What else? The Sun is in Libra (the sign of its depression). Oh well. Mars in Libra and Venus in Scorpio are in Mutual Reception (Venus in a sign ruled by Mars; Mars in a sign ruled by Venus). That's nice. The Fortune falls in the 10th house, just ahead of the M.C., indicative of fame and public success. Outstanding! Mercury is in Virgo, its own house and the sign of its Exaltation. That means I'm really, really smart. But that should be obvious by now.
What aspects do I have? The Sun is in conjunction with both Mars and Jupiter, and in sextile aspect to Saturn. The Moon is in trine aspect to Mercury. Mercury is in sextile to Venus. Mars and Jupiter are obviously conjunct. Mars is in sextile to Saturn, and Jupiter is also in sextile to Saturn. Not even one "hard aspect" in the set.
Notice also that the Moon is about to set, clearly indicating an important event within my first ten years of life, triggered by Primary Progression of the Moon to the Dysis. I will ask Beltrano to run that one for me; perhaps we can identify the event. But I'm afraid it's not a good one.
If Beltrano were doing this, he would go on and on forever in his usual pedantic, complicated style. But my own approach is a little different. Pot is not Hash. But Good Hash is one of the Ultimate Things (along with the Apocalypse, the Pope, the Rolling Stones, the Mandelbrot set, and the North Hollywood Bank Robbery).
Just as MARY BLISS is one of the Ultimate Things.
"I'm better than any male singer." (Siouxsie Sioux)

Ah, Mary--your unabashed arrogance is refreshing, almost charming!
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