CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): I wish I could get a newly discovered species of beetle or an underground lake of ice on Mars named after you. I wish I could buy you a temple in Bali, and arrange for you to have your fortune told by the blind prophetess of Rio de Janeiro. And I wish I could dress you in 200-year-old velvet robes and silk scarves once worn by Turkish royalty. You richly deserve honors and blessings like these, Capricorn. It's that time in your astrological cycle when life is supposed to overflow with rewards for the good work you've been doing for a long time. I urge you to be vividly confident that you do indeed deserve these rewards, and radiate that faith in all directions.
the universe is conspiring to shower me with blessings!
...but wait. haven't i already been saying that? DAMN STRAIGHT! once upon a time i was criticized for being unwilling, unable, and too weak/scared/dishonest to look into the abyss. there's something to be said for staring into the abyss too long. it stares back. there are people who spend so much time in the darkness, it becomes home.
to all those people who think staring into the abyss and navigating the Darkness is all there is: i give unto you my utmost, revolutionary freedom fighter, pronoiac histrionic yawn.
i have something better: the courage to look into happiness.
i can visualize and create my own happiness, thanks. faith precedes the miracle. what you see IS what you get. credendo vides.
...but it's nice to know the Supreme Funk sees and wants to send me a lovely bouquet of KICK ASS! just because. hehe...