#august 17th 2016

[infectedechoes]

[stargazersastronomy]

Virgo Venus

This position of Venus is much maligned because it causes you to be suspicious of the love nature that the world has idolized to their detriment.

 This position of Venus points to the true nature of love. Since the world or humanity at large is still very unwilling to recognize true love, these people must use this influence to protect themselves from falling into the traps the rest of the world says would be their salvation.

Therefore, you with this position present a very distorted picture of what you would prefer to be expressing. You are unable to buy an advertised love which says don’t think just feel. You are continually pointing out what is wrong with those you love. They would prefer for you to love them for their unevolved selves alone. Who gets the blame? You do.

 This vicious circle is indeed difficult to break out of. If no one will accept the best that you have to offer you will oblige them by giving them a very inadequate facsimile of what they are asking for.

 Many of you just never marry or ever find anyone you can be happy with. It is my belief that all this is changing. When excessive sex-obsessed-with-technique runs its course and humanity as a whole begins to talk about the closeness of a relationship, understanding, real caring, affection being located in the bowels, you will have your day.

 “Falling in love” is indeed dangerous. You have sense enough to realize that. When the world has truly learned to accept that fact the evaluation of Virgo will emerge from the fog in a truly beneficial way. This position of Venus is in the forefront of that threshold.

 Venus in Virgo is at fall here because these individuals are very prude and shy, and may mix between the concept of cleanliness and sexuality, perceiving the latter as dirty, and messy.

 They will express their love by being very useful around the house and doing very subtle forms of service, so if you have a lover with such placement, keep your eyes open for such subtelity and be appreciative.To Venus in Virgo, it’s the useful little things that matter. Encouragement and appreciation may help in making them less shy. Also you may want to take it extra easy on the intimacy with them, and be understanding. Once they are comfortable, you will be surprised. If you have Venus in Virgo you will also show artistic craftmanship such as jewellery design, sculpting/carving, etc.

 Those with Venus in Virgo can be incredibly flexible with their friends and family yet they’re usually selective and discerning when falling in love. With a Venusian earth sign, these people can be realistic, practical and analytical, they’re also very feminine.

People with this planetary placement are helpful to their friends and lover, wanting to be useful or of service. The Virgo constellation is represented by the Maiden carrying a sheaf of wheat, pure of heart she could be likened to the Empress of the Tarot.

The influence of this sign in the birth chart will ground the watery Cancerian Sun sign and fiery Leo person’s personality. It will lighten the Scorpio’s intensity and offer the Libra more logic.

Sources: Astrologyclub | StarsignStyle

[ooofed-blog]

well i guess i am kin with caboose and carolina 

[queenpersephonexo-blog]

9:30 8/17/16

Dear Stranger,

I know no matter how hard I try, this intro will be finicky and embarrassing af in the future. In terms of internet speak: 16/F/CA. A more in depth description of me? Well that’s a bit complicated. Senior (technically supposed to be a Junior but is graduating a year early. Though I technically started school late and was supposed to skip third grade so you could say I’m actually a bit behind schedule) and Vice President (not sure how that happened, besides running unopposed.) of a small local charter school. Currently identifying as a nonbinary (which redacts earlier question of my specified “sex”) bisexual latinx teen. Grew up in America, only remembers living in two homes, single mother who also had a single mother, lives with all women and doesn’t really comprehend the world. To quote my ASB descriptor (and also just about every bio of mine online), “Just a small bean trying to make the world a better place.” I have a girlfriend and we’re closing in on our two month anniversary. She’s not out to her parents, I’ve been out on and off for about 5 years??? Woah that’s been a while. Same time frame, just about, as when I started watching Supernatural… Nice, I guess. Look, I’ve never been very great at the whole life thing. Severely depressed for several years, occasionally suicidal (though less so), really bad anxiety, and I didn’t have friends for a long period of my life. Though, as I get older, that period shortens percentage wise. It wasn’t until last year I made one of the best friends I have ever had. We are very different personality wise so I’m still unsure as how it works. I try to be a very soft, peaceful person and she’s all rage and sharp edges. She was my first best friend from high school. Last summer was constant sleepovers and adventures at the park. I haven’t seen her this summer at all. Things have changed. She got a boyfriend end of last summer and we all know how that goes. Though, I haven’t made much of an effort. Second friend I made was KL. KL and I had a Bio class together and we gravitated towards each other. Initially, I thought she was a simple girl. I know now that there is no such thing as a “simple girl”. Each of us are complex, disturbed, enlightened, and so much more. Simple is no way to ever describe someone, no matter how enticing their actions and personality may make it seem that way. KL and I have steadily grown closer over the past two years. Two years, woah. She is not only my best friend, but my girlfriend’s best friend as well. KL is so great and I long for our future adventures. There is so much more backstory but I’ll try to get to the reason I began this. Today is the last day of summer. School starts in approximately 11 hours. In my sophomore year, I made more friends than I have in my entire lifetime. A particular group, I will affectionately refer to them as LB, has been a staple of not only this past year, but this summer. We’ve spent roughly two times a week together this entire year. Within this group are a few more particular people I have grown closer to. L, S, K, and G are the best people I could ask for in my life. I’ve had late night skype calls on a near daily basis with L, S, and G. We’ve gotten weird and we’ve laughed so hard our bodies hurt and we’ve revealed things we wouldn’t want anyone else to know about ourselves. I haven’t talked to K as much as I should have, but I still consider her to be a best friend. Summer’s over. In 2 hours, summer will be over. I’ll be back to school, stressing about the future. There were so many adventures that are incomparable to anything else in my short existence. That time L and I stayed the night at K’s and we all talked about our origin stories, of how we got to that exact moment. The story of how the universe aligned so perfectly to have us have all existed at the same time period, let alone have met and gotten along is something that gives me chills and just about brings a tear to my eye. When I first got the text from F.B. about the bi-weekly meetups at Barnes and Nobles, when S helped me create my D&D character, when I first hung out with G since that one night in the corn maze, these are all such special moments to me. Then there’s 8/12. K came back from vacation and had LB over. L and I stayed the night. K fell asleep early from jetlag so for the rest of the night it was A, L, and I. Then it was just me and L, under the stars, watching a meteor shower. That night filled with confessions, tears, reassurances, wishes made on shooting stars, singing until our bodies hurt, cuddling, hand holding, etc. That night was so pure and as I laid under the stars, I realized I had never felt more whole. I am such a space kid, though I don’t know much about it. I lied under the stars and wondered if I had ever /truly/ seen them before. I thought to myself, “That’s where I belong”. We are all so small but we are not insignificant at all. I am endless and I am alone. The end is not so far away and the earth is crowded. Anyway, that night was enlightening and I doubt there will ever be an experience that compares to that night mood-wise. There’s also the night I had a sleepover for the first time at my house in three years.  It was S’s birthday and L and I spent it at his place for the most part. It was filled with laughter and hope and overall good company. It wasn’t until 2am that L and I decided to head back to mine- only to realize L had left her keys in her car with the ignition running. Her mother had to take the hour drive down to bring back her keys, which resulted in us stumbling into my home at 4am. Staying up talking late meant we didn’t actually rest until 5. Then back up at 9am to go back to S’s for breakfast. Another day of fun and friendship. Today is the last day of summer and I got to spend it with people I love. ASB this morning which was prefaced by coffee with S, short interactions with my girlfriend, hugs with KL, small talk with K, S’s place with F.B. and L. S’s place with just L and him. Lastly, the walk home with S.C.  The summer is over, once and for all. This era of me ends with it. What the future year holds is uncertain. I hope for only good things. I hope to find beauty in all things. I hope to be fulfilled and eager. I long for adventures and achievements. Relationships will be developed and made anew. I hope for the best. I will have the best. For life is short and there is much to learn and more to live. I’ll wash myself off and start anew. Tomorrow you’ll meet a new me.

Sincerely,

j.b.

10:15

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[infectedechoes]

Tarja - Nightwish Medley - Hellfest 2016

[supermacaquecool]

i did draw the sketch of that other thing and my elbow hurts now lol

[kvistwig]

Since it’s black cat appreciation day have the most photogenic picture (and then the second most photogenic picture) i’ve ever gotten. Brisco is a black cat and has a very high possibility for being a mainecoon cat (he was a stray that I fed a nugget to like six eight or ten years ago and that was the start of our friendship)