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Horoscopes by Rob Brezsny

Week of February 14th, 2008


(July 23-August 22)
Scholar Suzanne Juhasz says that Emily Dickinson's eroticism "inflects and charges" most of her poems. "Erotic desire -- sensuous, nuanced, flagrant, extreme, outlandish, and profound -- is her way of interacting with the world." From an astrological perspective, it would make perfect sense if you experimented with a similar predilection in the coming days, Leo. During the superheated grace period you'll be enjoying, interesting things are likely to happen if you basically make love to the whole world. The urge to merge shouldn't just be the icing on the cake. It should be the icing, the cake, the plate it's on, your eating of the cake, your feeding of the cake to others, and all the stories you tell about your encounter with the cake. Happy Valentine Daze, Leo!

You can still listen to my long-range, in-depth explorations of your destiny in 2008. Each report in the three-part series of EXPANDED AUDIO HOROSCOPES is about 6-9 minutes long. A new short-range forecast for this week is also available.


How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love your urge to avoid hanging around places where everyone wants to be somewhere besides where they are. I'm also enamored of the wisdom you demonstrate by keeping a corner of your world messy, thereby avoiding the dangers of excessive perfectionism. Maybe most of all, my dear, I'm delighted by your steadily growing talent for putting things back together again after you have dismantled them to see how they work.
P.S. Memorize the following lines, borrowed from a poem by Andrew Varnon, and say them to the person whose destiny needs to be woven more closely together with yours. "Be my ruckus, my perfect non-sequitur. Be my circuit-breaker, my lengthening shadows at dusk, my nest of pine needles, my second-story window. Be my if-you-stare-long-enough-you'll-see. Be my subatomic particle. Be my backbeat, my key of C minor, my surly apostle, my scandalous reparté, my maximum payload. Be my simmering, seething, flickering, radiating, shimmering, and undulating."
The preceding love notes were brought to you by my last two books, PRONOIA Is the Antidote for Paranoia: How the Whole World Is Conspiring to Shower You with Blessings and The Televisionary Oracle, and by my music CD, Give Too Much.