Deviation Actions
Literature Text
aries: you run like a shooting star, thrilled by the breathless chase, and as soon starting as at the finish, you don’t wish on stars though you wish on yourself, you will your own wishes
taurus: there’s a connection between you and the earth and it’s not what people tend to think, you can’t get the smell of damp soil from your clothes completely and your feet itch to be in grass all winter
gemini: even when you’re still you’re moving, your mind speeding at 75 miles a minute, you’re always seeking someone, you might not know who yet but you catch reflective glimpses every now and again
cancer: you can’t stop seeking for something to grip and to hold, you’re extraordinarily material and not in a bad way you’re here and you want to hold now with both your hands
leo: you never wonder who you are, you are the sun beating down on your back, you are the wind whipping your face as your bike down a hill, you are here
virgo: if life was a forest you were be the witch in the center who lives in the knobbed tree, you stir potions and murmur etudes and what you place in your heart comes alive
libra: your car rides are always a journey of self, no matter which way you turn you’re not running from anything, as much as you may try there is no “beyond” you
scorpio: you are magnetic, pulling of thoughts out of heads and coercing ideas from thin lips, your spirit leaves shadows on everyone
sagittarius: you find it hard not to love, you want to love it all and there is not enough you to love this earth, you want to feel and touch yet be untouched, hear yet be unheard
capricorn: you’ve always made your towers, whether its blocks or steel, you make them and then you scale them like king kong personified, you will get this girl at the top, but remember you put her there in the first place
aquarius: you have a second sight, to see things that can be, which might not always happen, remember when you saw all those balloons in the sky float away and you cried and no one understood, well no one saw them quite like you did
pisces: you always had your nose in a book, but whether you were engrossed in the fantasy or smelling the pages’ musty scent no one could tell
