Verse 56
Pluto did not destroy your relationship. You did that with assistance from two phones, bad timing, and several preventable sentences.
Pluto did not destroy your relationship. You did that with assistance from two phones, bad timing, and several preventable sentences.
A dwarf planet forty astronomical units away is not manipulating your subconscious because it entered Capricorn.
You are permitted to find symbolism useful without issuing the symbolism a physics license.
Hades is a mythic king. Pluto is a world. Your therapist is a person. Please stop making them share one office.
People call every difficult year transformational after surviving it. While inside it, the preferred technical term is usually awful.
Death is not profound to the dead. Profundity is a living person's tax on fear.
I do admire the planet itself.
It kept orbiting while we promoted it, demoted it, argued about it, printed angry T-shirts, and made children take sides.
That is dignity: not winning the category dispute, but remaining exactly where gravity puts you.
Its mountains are real. Its haze is real. Its ice is real. None of these require Pluto to know your secrets.
If you need an underworld, your own memory contains several basements.
If you need rebirth, cut your hair, quit the job, apologize properly, or wait for spring.
Leave the dwarf planet out of your divorce proceedings.