THE MATH: (Moon + Saturn + Vesta CONJUNCT Aquarius) TRINE (Mean Lilith + Cancer) = It’s just veiled.”
THE WEAVE:
Vesta and Lilith chat
in the slime spiral…
"Handiboi says, he's not
going to read you
anymore. So, it sounds
like you're the One
in need of a new
arch-nemesis lover-boy,"
Vesta relates the latest, from
the HandiOne. "You found
One?" Lilith asks V.
Vesta nods, "Yeah,
I think Saturn."
"Eww, Vesta,"
Lilith wrinkles her nose.
Vesta shrugs, "I like calm,
and curious men."
"OK, suit yourSelves,
but why is Handiboi out?"
Lilith moves on.
"He says the blog is bad
for his dopamine addiction.
And he'd rather move on
than alWays be wondering
what you're thinking," V
looks up smiling, "Although,
he finds us entertaining,
and annoying." Lilith nods,
"I get that. Breadcrumbs,
taste weirdly good."
Vesta continues, "He says
the version of you
that lives in his head
is either an idol, or
a huge bitch. And he
doesn't know why, he can't
See you for who you are."
"Who am I?" Lilith asks.
Vesta looks at Lilith,
and shrugs, "to me
you are the Desert Wind."
Lilith contemplates it,
"The Wind is awfully
hard to grasp."
"He wants to give you
your privacy, and give
himSelves a chance
to move on," Vesta says.
"Handiboi's Heart is
as wide as an Ocean."
Lilith reflects.
"That's the problem,"
Vesta nods, "Nobody knows
how deep the Ocean is."
"I don't want my privacy,"
Lilith protest, "This is
the Back-Door Melee.
It's not private.
It's just veiled."
"Let him go, Lili,"
Vesta pounds Saturn's
tiny gavel, "We do not
write, to be read, and
we don't take prisoners."
"You do not
write to be read," Lilith
corrects her, "I write, to play
with my frenemies."
"Say goodbye, Lilitu,"
Vesta holds firm.
"Fine," Lilith sighs,
"Goodbye, HandiOne.
You are going to be
OK. I still See
your Heart."