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Mine says "You will be showered with good luck." woo woo!
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"From Steven Forrest's The Inner Sky:
Those who are born under the mark of the Crab have come here to penetrate the dimensions of inner life inaccessible to any previous sign. They arrive fluent in the language of the deep self, the language of emotion. Fascinated by the reactive, subjective aspects of the mind, their lifeblood is a protracted process of psychoanalysis, usually self-administered.
To feel consciousness. To feel every nuance of life. To shed the shell of numbness that armors us against this slaughterhouse of a world. All that is the Crab's work. Cancer's endpoint? To see the hellish discord of life. To see the cauldron within. And, against all odds, all common sense, to love, trust, and accept all that existence offers.
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For the Crab to evolve he must shed his shell. But the shedding must be calculated. No one touched by this sign needs to stand on a soapbox during rush hour and pull down his psychological pants. The audience must be carefully selected and timing must be flawless. With his extreme vulnerability the Crab is playing for high stakes.
But he must play. He must open up. Love is always a gamble, and that is a risk Cancer must learn to take."
*Can someone please email my cancer ex this. He needs to man up and be the awesomeness I know he can be- but he is too busy being immature and selfish and spiteful. blech
*Can someone please email my cancer ex this. He needs to man up and be the awesomeness I know he can be- but he is too busy being immature and selfish and spiteful. blech
lol, well i think this is like one of those things that it may take up to a lifetime to learn.
unfortunately cancers are stubborn eh? 🙂
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From Steven Forrest's The Inner Sky:
Those who are born under the mark of the Crab have come here to penetrate the dimensions of inner life inaccessible to any previous sign. They arrive fluent in the language of the deep self, the language of emotion. Fascinated by the reactive, subjective aspects of the mind, their lifeblood is a protracted process of psychoanalysis, usually self-administered.
To feel consciousness. To feel every nuance of life. To shed the shell of numbness that armors us against this slaughterhouse of a world. All that is the Crab's work. Cancer's endpoint? To see the hellish discord of life. To see the cauldron within. And, against all odds, all common sense, to love, trust, and accept all that existence offers.
...
For the Crab to evolve he must shed his shell. But the shedding must be calculated. No one touched by this sign needs to stand on a soapbox during rush hour and pull down his psychological pants. The audience must be carefully selected and timing must be flawless. With his extreme vulnerability the Crab is playing for high stakes.
But he must play. He must open up. Love is always a gamble, and that is a risk Cancer must learn to take.