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toomanydreamers · 3 months
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astro observations (i)
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sagittarius risings with chart ruler (Jupiter) in the 7th house – people with this natal chart placement will navigate and grow through close, personal karmic interactions. it is important that they let their views be challenged and unpacked, without excessive deference to other people. inner development/reflection will arise from close relationships and personal exchanges. people are innately generous with their energy. this is a lifetime of understanding your uniqueness and individuality. reflecting on how you choose to self-present to close partners, learning boundaries and addressing people pleasing tendencies is integral to maturation and growth, and this all comes from self-love and finding fulfilment outside of relationships.
venus in the 6th 🤝 neptune conjunct ascendent in an earth/water sign – romanticizing daily activities and finding small moments of joy
watch how libra sun men tell stories according to a close script, especially if they have an earth sign moon/mercury. often they will repeat stories or experiences carefully using similar, language, structure, pacing etc. based on the group of people they are talking to and the responses they expect their stories will elicit
cancer rising women are highly reflective but sometimes struggle to determine their own role/causality in relationships as they are led by intuition/emotion and responsiveness so identifying their distinctive properties and identity in close partnerships can be a challenge
chiron in the first house or conjunct the midheaven – people with either of these placements tend to struggle with self-belief in relation to building trajectory/long term planning in their life. finding a vocation that imparts positive impact to the lives of other people is essential to the mission of these people, but gathering the inner strength and faith to pursue a meaningful career or lifestyle objective can take time and may involve a process of discovery.
third house stellium 🤝neptune in gemini 🤝 mercury in the ninth – getting very easily distracted
sun conjunct mars – when people with this placement are motivated, they are a driving force with clear, direct velocity, especially with a commitment to achieving externally impressive goals
moon in an earth sign in the 2nd or 8th house – people with these placements can fluctuate between self-indulgence or extreme luxury, and restraint around finances to the point of hesitating before every purchase perceived to be unnecessary
virgo moons can struggle with unhealthy attachment to their routines, habits and even addictions, which can be difficult to break without external pressure and guidance
aries mercury 🤝 mars in the 3rd house – struggle with having attention directed to someone else in a larger group and may compete for attention, take a loud and bold stance to cast themselves as the entertainer within the group
chart ruler in the first house (especially aries rising with mars in the first house and scorpio rising with pluto in the first house) – people with this placement carry a profound desire to prove themselves/define their purpose in the world
gemini moons – people struggle to form deep and consistent emotional connections with gemini moons as they are fleeting with their attachments at an intimate level and their vulnerabilities are difficult to uncover as gemini moons prefer to be light rather than deeply below the surface. many gemini moon learn to self-regulate their emotions at a young age and can become immersed in distractive/dissociative tendencies
capricorn moon 🤝 mercury square moon in a fire sign – emotional blockages that lead to outbursts
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toomanydreamers · 5 months
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if you’re reading this
a lump sum of money is on the way to you
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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if you’re reading this
a lump sum of money is on the way to you
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy
I tried to scroll past this. I really did
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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Your writing will always feel awkward to you, because you wrote it.
Your plot twists will always feel predictable, because you created them.
Your stories will always feel a bit boring to you, because you read them a million times.
They won't feel like that for your reader.
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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Congratulations HEARTSTOPPER on SEASON 2 and SEASON 3 renewal!
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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“a gifset of charlie looking at nick bc his heart eyes game us at! his!! level!!!😤👏” - anonymous
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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charlie spring + being the Actual Bravest™ → for @tsugarubecker
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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#nick’s bisexual journey
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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nick and charlie + those little moments after they kiss
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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# it’s always ‘crying at the way nick looks at charlie’ and never ‘crying at the way charlie looks at nick’
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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Perfect standing wave on a computer-controlled wave pool
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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Precious babies  ❤️
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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One of the first books I read in English as a kid, maybe 1 year after I started learning English, was a booklet with a title like, How to Have a Great Time at Summer Camp. I don’t remember the exact title and I know I only picked it up because the other books in English in my school’s library looked way beyond my level, stuff like Austen and Dickens. The summer camp booklet didn’t look too interesting but it was small with simple sentences. I ended up being fascinated with it because it was the most American thing I had ever got my hands on and it felt impossibly exotic
all the kids had cool American names like Jill and Mike. One of them at one point talked about the “chipmunks” in the woods near the camp, a mysterious word that didn’t exist in my tiny English dictionary, and for some reason I pictured them as scrawny wolves. I had read Little House on the Prairie so I knew wolves were a major concern for Americans
camp “counsellors” were often mentioned, and my pocket English dictionary only defined that word as “psychologue”. I thought it was weird how American summer camps had dozens of psychologists roaming the premises, one for every 5 to 10 kids. That felt like a lot of psychologists
I had no idea that the word “pet” could mean “favourite”. When the booklet said one kid might become “the camp counsellor’s pet”, my dictionary helpfully led me to believe it meant that a psychologist would pick one unfortunate kid to be his domestic animal for the summer. Slightly disturbing. I moved on
the kids slept in “bunks” and my stupid dictionary only defined this word as “couche”. Which is not wrong, but we would probably say couchette instead, or better yet lits superposés, and couche is also our word for diaper so you can see why I continued being deeply intrigued by every new detail I learnt in this booklet. American kids are excited about camp because they get to sleep in diapers
I had never encountered the word “baseball” before but managed to guess it was some kind of sport, but when the booklet mentioned the “baseball diamond” (in the context of a kid saying the baseball diamond was big) I of course assumed it was an actual diamond that you could win if you won a game of baseball at camp. For some reason I had a debate with a classmate over the plausibility of this. I say for some reason because I didn’t really question the diapers or the wolves or the psychologists with their human pets. A diamond though? Doubt. I just remember that we were queueing up for lunch and I was like “What do you think?” and my friend said hesitantly, “Maybe if it’s a small diamond?” and I insisted “No! The book says it’s big!”
among the basic items the book said every kid should bring to camp were “batteries”. I didn’t bother looking up that word in my dictionary seeing as it’s the same in French. I didn’t know it was a false friend, and I was impressed to learn that most American kids own a drum set and bring it to camp as an essential item
on the same page, in the list of things every kid should put in their suitcase for summer camp, another item was “comic books”. I wasn’t sure what those were since in French we call them BD, but basing myself on the word “comic” I assumed they were books of jokes and puns. I loved learning that in the US all kids bring humour anthologies to summer camp, presumably because they worry about running out of funny things to say. I thought American kids sounded nervous and sweet. But also really cool, because of all the drums
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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My dog’s black whiskers curve around her snout
like spider’s legs.
They smell like milk and old goat meat. 
Her son is a grizzly bear
that walks with all fours and bites my hands
when I hold his paws too long. 
A gentle, very polite bite. 
The wind has plucked the old white head
off a dandelion
and carried it to my feet.
Where ants wander the cracks of old tarmac
that belongs to a house much older than me
Shadows paint and erase sunlight off its canvass.
I scratch my dogs ears, and my hands have picked up
the scent of the backyard: black-cotton earth, nourished by 
poo and rain, and the strawish scent of grass 
that’s been crushed and flattened and rolled in. 
My hands smell like a warm August, now
One that has finally come to its senses and remembered
it is not, indeed, a cold month.
And I find that poetry has kept me here
In the quiet. Where I am and only can be.
It is August
Now, at the end of it, I’m waking.
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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toomanydreamers · 2 years
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PALESTINE
is a woman. A child in a thobe. Olive pits in my hands. The tatreez on my grandmother’s scarf. Is thirty-four Palestinians killed. We don’t wake up. American politicians. Occupied country. Israel has the right to defend itself. Ahed Tamimi, ice cream on tongue, flavor unknown. Are you grateful your parents came to this country? Three hundred dead. Open-air prison. Ten-year blockade. Rouzan al-Najjar, accidental bullet. Pomegranate so bloody. My grandmother, born ten days before Nakba, gunpowder in her blood. Stop killing us. Stop telling us how to fight Is grape mint hookah, country I’ve never visited. Woman, body bruised and policed. Is queer. Is fuck the patriarchy. Is three hundred thousand Palestinians killed. My father crying to Omayma El Khalil. Sweet black tea, fresh mint stuck on the roof of my mouth. Two state “solution.” We thought the house was empty. Is stranger living in my great-grandfather’s home, eating the pomegranates he once planted. So how do you say your name again? Is ????? Palestinians killed. Sunflowers on their graves. Seeds we crack between our teeth, spitting out each shell before digging another grave.
— Noor Hindi, in DEAR GOD. DEAR BONES. DEAR YELLOW.
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