Welcome MERCURY in Leo, where the mind-god will bother us with his breezy bouquets of braggadicullo for nothing less than 9 weeks. Yeah, that’s right—you heard it loud and clear: 9 FULL WEEKS OF TRUMPETEERING, since we’re going all retrograde in just under three weeks (July 18).
First stop, though, is in a few hours, when the Über-Sprachmeister opposes PLUTO, and you can almost smell the dread of transparency and disclosure already. Not just because the intensity of our thinking fans paranoia, suspicion, and intrigue, but because of the absolute radioactive residue left behind in our conversations. That awful feeling—a kind of menacing resentment—you know the kind—where you wish the conversation never happened because it’s just left you several layers more exposed, looms heavy. Words are weapons. They strip the pretence. Excoriate any performative relationship with their abrasive ‘honesty’.
Regrets? You might have a few. (Try to keep ’em minimal.)
And what’s more, Mercury’s currently in a fire trine to a stationing Saturn/Neptune in Aries—meaning what gets said now adds to the intellectual narcissism currently masquerading as depth. Nothing spells out false humility than the resounding voice of grandiosity. Delusion bolstered by intricate levels of gilded scaffolding. It might sound intelligent, authoritative, but it’s more smoke and self-soothing than strategy or substance; mythologised levels of procrastination packaged up as profundity.
You betray yourself, know this. Everyone’s onto you. Say the wrong thing, and you can spend weeks picking shrapnel out of your psyche.
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