
Happy New Moon. The blackness behind Astrocartography. Featured in @EBONY pinch me. ebony.com/astrocartography-b…
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@Shadonis there’s an astrocartographic take in this. i just know it.
My hairstylist will DIE on this hill. Her son is the sweetest boy. Going into 8th grade now. But when he was in 5th or 6th the bullying was BAD. And he was acting out like crazy and his grades SUFFERED. She cussed everybody at the school out and got him moved to a new school across town by his grandma. Thriving ever since.
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I love designers who are always in their own designs, like you really live for this. I like that.
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Saturn Day Thoughts.
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I sincerely hope all the lovers find the ones that will give them all the reciprocation they never received - same amount of efforts, affection, worship, trust and compassion so they understand why their heart didn't harden after all
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North West proved that she’s an ARTISTIC GENIUS like her Dad Kanye after drawing a baby DEER in minutes 🤯🦌🔥
“This is a melanistic fawn. I drew it because it’s lowkey like my symbol… It shows pure. A deer is one of the purest animal and it keeps getting shot at so it resembles me.”
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ready to break out of my chrysalis after a season of reorganizing the fabric of me into something more beautiful
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The Venus retrograde really said, “if I can’t be my raw self around them, I don’t want that connection”
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A river revises its banks every spring. Nobody calls it lost.
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The more you resist the changes being thrust on us, the more painful it is. Only those who adapt and integrate will survive.
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brainwashed ppl are so scary cause it’s not enough for them to be crazy alone, they want you to believe them too.
Anyway, I’ll be back soon. In the mean time find me in my newsletters. eepurl.com/CTNFUoJlia
I've spent Mercury and Venus retrograde revising so many things in my life that I've started questioning why we associate revision with failure.
We revise books, designs, architectural plans, and scientific theories.
Why do we expect our identities and ambitions to remain unchanged?
The more I study people's relationships with places, the more curious I become about the environments we create for each other. Can someone feel expansive in your presence? Can they change their mind without being punished for it? Can they explore a new version of themselves without fearing they'll lose your affection?
Maybe love has a geography of its own.
























