This is a big day in astrology. Everything is in conjunction with everything else. Each quark proton in your flesh is transiting an invisible sun whose light is on its way. Each of your blood cells is in hologrammatic agreement with the whirling verb of Laniakea, the super-cluster of galaxies in whose body our solar system is an atom. The wave of the past and the trough of the future perfectly cancel each other in the oceanic stillness of this moment. Now is the most auspicious time to do whatever you are doing. Just don't try... OK, the astrologers are no longer listening to me, so I can tell you a secret: this is how it always is, every moment, every day.
Illustration from the 'Tres Riches Heures du Duc De Berry'
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