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Cancer - The Lunar Madness Metabolism 
"When I see you, I see mystery - a pale moon’s beauty behind a veil of cloud" John Geddes
The cosmic particles of the Moon dust line the veins of Cancer individuals and heighten their reception to the shifting Lunar phases and her clockwork mood egg timer. For centuries the Moon has historically been a cosmic mood journal and a symbol negotiating potential elation, possibilities, energy levels, sensory balance and changes in emotion. The word ‘lunatic’ derives from from the latin ‘luna’ meaning ‘under influence of the moon’; and the wide acceptance of the Moon’s synchronicity with human behavior still exists in primitive and developed societies. Those born with their natal Sun and Moon in Cancer, the elderly, babies and people with mental illnesses tend to be more susceptible to shifting 28-day cycles. Cancer represents the sea, the cradle of life, and under the rulership of the Moon attunes their senses of the changing tides and moods to the squeals of the werewolf. Cancers live amongst the waves, the tug of starfish up the shore bank, an inner life of majesty rippled by a technicolour imagination and the celestial Lunar vision that dream cruises into an occult wonderland and torrent of emotional sea storms. Although Cancerians  seek practical Saturnian application, they levitate through life high on the ethereal, divinely influenced by the changing phases of the Moon that change their faces.
Cancers are emotional hemophiliacs and their hypnotic Moon eyes spellbind and captivate their company into worlds of illuminating vision and heavenly bathed bedtime fairy tales. These individuals swing violently from euphoria into misery and possession to abandonment. Their emotional experiences are intense, and the porous receptivity of Water under Lunar command trigger volatile emotional displays, stomach pains, fear and temperamental emotional streaks that can spill into hostility. As the cycles of the Moon wax and wane, so does the Cancer moon child, whose moods attune with the Lunar pull. The Cancerian personality is changeable and rarely stays neutral for long; exacerbated by the twin themes of explosive, volatile Cardinal Water that intensifies and sustains moods.  As response to their ultra absorption of surrounding feelings and whims and maddening changeable core, Cancerians require copious time in solitude and frequently withdraw from the scene altogether. Their open channel to the Moon floods their arteries with her half moon smile, her empty waning crescent as their ingrained emotional temperament sways back and forth like her shifting face. The Lunar Madness can overflow into catastrophized thinking, anxieties, insomnia, lethargy, jealousy, feeling everyone has turned against them, paranoia or worrying themselves sick over potential scenarios.
Cancerians are nourished by the Full Moon and feel their divine romantic melodies unleashed beneath the energies of their celestial guide. They are nourished by Lunar beams soaking through the window and prefer the nighttime for the company of their zodiac home by their side. The Moon instils its best qualities over those born under her sign, but a residue legacy of hypersensitivity, hypervigilance and emotional volatility remains. The frayed and unsettled streams of consciousness can cause split needs in Cancerian people who crave both love and generous alone time, fantasy and security, company and solitude and daydream with negative indwelling voices. The key phrase for Cancer is ‘I feel’, and like the ocean tides and Lunar phases Cancerians are wild and desperate to roam, usually internally. As commonplace night owls, time during after hours works in trance reverie for Cancers, who find having a room with rising Moon beams to be of most erotic. 

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Cancer - The Lunar Madness Metabolism

"When I see you, I see mystery - a pale moon’s beauty behind a veil of cloud" John Geddes

The cosmic particles of the Moon dust line the veins of Cancer individuals and heighten their reception to the shifting Lunar phases and her clockwork mood egg timer. For centuries the Moon has historically been a cosmic mood journal and a symbol negotiating potential elation, possibilities, energy levels, sensory balance and changes in emotion. The word ‘lunatic’ derives from from the latin ‘luna’ meaning ‘under influence of the moon’; and the wide acceptance of the Moon’s synchronicity with human behavior still exists in primitive and developed societies. Those born with their natal Sun and Moon in Cancer, the elderly, babies and people with mental illnesses tend to be more susceptible to shifting 28-day cycles. Cancer represents the sea, the cradle of life, and under the rulership of the Moon attunes their senses of the changing tides and moods to the squeals of the werewolf. Cancers live amongst the waves, the tug of starfish up the shore bank, an inner life of majesty rippled by a technicolour imagination and the celestial Lunar vision that dream cruises into an occult wonderland and torrent of emotional sea storms. Although Cancerians  seek practical Saturnian application, they levitate through life high on the ethereal, divinely influenced by the changing phases of the Moon that change their faces.

Cancers are emotional hemophiliacs and their hypnotic Moon eyes spellbind and captivate their company into worlds of illuminating vision and heavenly bathed bedtime fairy tales. These individuals swing violently from euphoria into misery and possession to abandonment. Their emotional experiences are intense, and the porous receptivity of Water under Lunar command trigger volatile emotional displays, stomach pains, fear and temperamental emotional streaks that can spill into hostility. As the cycles of the Moon wax and wane, so does the Cancer moon child, whose moods attune with the Lunar pull. The Cancerian personality is changeable and rarely stays neutral for long; exacerbated by the twin themes of explosive, volatile Cardinal Water that intensifies and sustains moods.  As response to their ultra absorption of surrounding feelings and whims and maddening changeable core, Cancerians require copious time in solitude and frequently withdraw from the scene altogether. Their open channel to the Moon floods their arteries with her half moon smile, her empty waning crescent as their ingrained emotional temperament sways back and forth like her shifting face. The Lunar Madness can overflow into catastrophized thinking, anxieties, insomnia, lethargy, jealousy, feeling everyone has turned against them, paranoia or worrying themselves sick over potential scenarios.

Cancerians are nourished by the Full Moon and feel their divine romantic melodies unleashed beneath the energies of their celestial guide. They are nourished by Lunar beams soaking through the window and prefer the nighttime for the company of their zodiac home by their side. The Moon instils its best qualities over those born under her sign, but a residue legacy of hypersensitivity, hypervigilance and emotional volatility remains. The frayed and unsettled streams of consciousness can cause split needs in Cancerian people who crave both love and generous alone time, fantasy and security, company and solitude and daydream with negative indwelling voices. The key phrase for Cancer is ‘I feel’, and like the ocean tides and Lunar phases Cancerians are wild and desperate to roam, usually internally. As commonplace night owls, time during after hours works in trance reverie for Cancers, who find having a room with rising Moon beams to be of most erotic. 

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Cancer and Capricorn are two of the most comical signs, but it will erupt at the most erratic of moments. Capricorn have mastered the art of making people laugh with their dour, dry ‘right moment’ responses. A little sarcastic and always acutely timed. Cancer’s sense of humor can be totally off kilter, and they will make fun of drunks or people acting odd, Cancer can be hilarious because you so totally don’t expect it
#sister signs

Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together?
Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.
Emery Allen (via splitterherzen)

fiercefatfeminist:

abbygubler:

If you’re mad at her, you don’t understand it.  White people are trying to remove themselves from all people of color.  Let me show you why this is true.  You’ve heard of Asian-americans or African Americans or Mexican Americans.  But how about a European American?  Have you ever heard someone say they’re Canadian American? or European American? Probably not.  White people can just call themselves American, even if their ancestry has not been in America for long.  If your great-grandparents moved because of the potato famine, you don’t call yourselves Irish American, you have lived your entire life in the United States, you call yourself an American.  But now, take someone whose ancestry is linked to some of the first slaves in the colonies, and they still call themselves African-American.  Doesn’t matter if they’ve never stepped foot on the continent and share no cultural link, other than pigment, with any society in Africa, they still have to identify with African.  

What’s most infuriating is that even people who are the ultimate Americans: Native Americans.  They were in the Americas while ass backwards Europe was accusing (and burning) women of being witches.  THEY, of all people, shouldn’t have to specify their identity as an American, but NO they have to be labeled with something else.  

Raven Symone is an absolute star.  She has my total respect for standing up like this, and I hope her so much happiness with her girlfriend.  I wish she was still on television, she taught me so much , even if it was all from a disney show

YUP

kushandwizdom:

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illuminati-cornchip:

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elephantsandtoasters:

artwerksinc:

bloodyjacktheripper:

maxxxie74:

I’ve given up trying to correct people.

FUCK YES

I always use the phrase, “Murdered seven different ways from Sunday”, when people try to pronounce my last name.

I have a fairly regular name: Daisy, but I live in France where everyone goes: Desiree? Dazie? Daghjdskgjc?

It’s unbelievable how many ways people can fuck up the name Jerome.  Also it’s Curtin not Curtain.

How does anyone fuck up saying or spelling Abby like wtf

illuminati-cornchip:

lunarch-screams:

elephantsandtoasters:

artwerksinc:

bloodyjacktheripper:

maxxxie74:

I’ve given up trying to correct people.

FUCK YES

I always use the phrase, “Murdered seven different ways from Sunday”, when people try to pronounce my last name.

I have a fairly regular name: Daisy, but I live in France where everyone goes: Desiree? Dazie? Daghjdskgjc?

It’s unbelievable how many ways people can fuck up the name Jerome.  Also it’s Curtin not Curtain.

How does anyone fuck up saying or spelling Abby like wtf

westcoastwaterbender:

radicalmuscle:

onlylolgifs:

The floor is lava!

What kind of parents actually pour lava into their homes just so their kid can have some fun?

The fun kind.

westcoastwaterbender:

radicalmuscle:

onlylolgifs:

The floor is lava!

What kind of parents actually pour lava into their homes just so their kid can have some fun?

The fun kind.

If tomorrow, women woke up and decided they really liked their bodies, just think how many industries would go out of business.
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s-kipp:

sometimes at 2am I just sit and think “damn, I’m so young. I have so much living to do, why am I’m stressing over things that are only a fraction of where I’ll be ten years from now?” and suddenly I feel okay again.