I don’t believe in astrology, it’s just quackery, pseudo-science. But a good friend made my astral theme years back and i’ve kept it like a treasure. I’m an aries, ascendant taurus. Apparently that explains my stubbornness and unwillingness to surrender. At least in theory.
I was born in April. The cruelest month. One of my favourite poems.
Eden. Eden, der Garten.
“April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.”
– T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land