Mother is playing silly buggers again, but I dont care, i said good bye to DG, and last night JP< cared me true and tender in my dreams.

 

Eclipse over, sunday walk and blithering words/ still turmoiling through my " badness" and the dissent of tyranical mothers

 

Seen the lawyer, and drove tot he J's for sausages

 "ZOE_MOON_DAILY_MARCH_27: Some of the Daily posts are longer now because of the powerful energy combinations we are moving through, I know this is not usual so hang in there with me, they will go back to shorter Daily inputs once we move through them!

We have a couple important things going on today so let's take a look. Today through Saturday, the 27th-29th, Mars in Cancer will be squaring Chiron in Aries. This makes these 3 days powerful for pushing us to work through core wounds or vulnerabilities, to look for places where we can heal and restore, as well as places where we can find help to heal or be of service healing or teaching others. It will likely play out on a personal or physical level between our own needs and what is going on with family, a parent, roommate, move, renovation, real estate deal, home, our history, or on an emotional level. It is possible that this unleashes some anger, passion or that it motivates us to do something about what is going on. It could involve an Aries or Cancer as well.

Next, the Pisces Moon is square to Jupiter which means we have something going on involving big talks, news, meetings, short trips, local activities, siblings, neighbors, transportation, sales, writing, or decisions. This is about how our beliefs or distant situations are unfolding, what is going on with legal, educational or media interests, or what is occurring with a ceremony, travel, or institution. It's possible that something spiritual is unfolding in this story or that a karmic cycle is front and center. Remember that I noted how big the Piscean/Neptune influence was going to be and this Moon brings our emotional needs into it.

Bringing us to the final influences today, Venus returned to Pisces in the wee hours this morning via her Retrograde and by 9:13am Eastern will merge with Neptune on the 29th degree there. So, we have 2 things going on here. One, Venus met with Neptune in Pisces back when she was in Direct motion on Feb 1st and introduced herself as a focus on a woman, love, income, beauty, or pleasure then. This was merging with the energy of karmic cycles, past life matters, spirituality, magic, or psychic energy, institutions, recuperation, research, investigations, or around artistic interests, romance, addictions, or secrets. Think back to what was going on with love or income needs in these arenas or with a woman, a beauty interest or pleasures. Today we return to this combination to revisit, release, rekindle, or rework something. Back then they met on the 27th degree of the sign, a 9 in numerology and about things wrapping up and ending so the story that was getting underway would have the theme of completion to it. Now in the do-over with these energies we are at a master number, an 11, where we are mastering something about the combination in our own lives.

To be clear, Venus and Neptune do not meet again here in Pisces in our lifetime once Venus is in forward motion/Direct because by then Neptune will have moved on into Aries. So, the new story on Earth that will involve whatever this is for our reincarnating souls would begin in the year 2176 when we pick back up on this thread with a certain person or situation or idea (if we return then). For this lifetime, as we release whatever this is for our own stories now, the new beginning is going to occur beyond these topics, in the sign Aries between May 2nd and 3rd, which means we are reborn in some way as individuals. The love or money, beauty or pleasure, will be redefined on a personal or physical level for each of us. It will occur on the 1st degree of Aries, fresh starts, we are not the same, we are new.

Finally, Venus Retrograde now in Pisces this morning is asking that we take the next couple weeks, now through April 12th at 9:02pm Eastern, to review, release, rekindle, or rework these things regarding love, women, beauty, income, or pleasure. Pray, meditate, get near water, play music, watch old films, paint, write, sleep, recuperate, or do this at a spa, retreat, hospital, other institution, or through research. Venus Retrograde will also meet with Mars, Saturn and Uranus during her Retrograde period so there is still more to the story coming in April. If there is one thing to remember, Pisces is a sign of introspection, quiet, and working through things internally, while keeping a spiritual connection to everything going in the environment, so as we head into this do-over with Venus in Pisces, if there is any time of confusion or feeling overwhelmed by what is being revisited, get still and go within. Love. Song for today is Landslide by Fleetwood Mac:

The farking Martin files, part 50031

 

Sahr bear, I deserve more. Venus Cazimi

 

House strings, EMF seizure wrap.

 

There's a name for it Vatalis: lack of emotional boundaries.

 

EV overnight + New fucking Clampit boiler! DE through the roof! #howmuchmore

She hadn't spoke in a year, instead the wound had passed through  skin to some other place of residence. Layered over until it was lost. Each year dimming with uncertainty, forming under words, like a sore that had been forgot. The thing had a heaviness-  like joy drawn down through the layers, till it separated, and then removed it's self completely,,  So that in the end only the surface was speaking through a  beleaguered front of empty actions, like light dying  and fading slowly- like as a bruise within a scar.

Manic Pixie Dreamgirl.

 

Saturday morning lie-in/pineal gland recovery/telling christian to shut up.

https://www.imdb.com/list/ls000019899/?ref_=exp_t_1

Monday morning renovation dread

 

A woman, with a cap, the nape of her neck, brittle like old drift wood,, it clings like a rope, as if in full swing, as all will be broken, shoved up into the eaves, where the fires, move and crack, and the small combustibles wait their tutn,, crouched together watching for the black man the one finally climbing the stairs, as the first step creeks, waiting for him to kick down the door. as with each new remembering, the embers burn. Thing that happened, things we forget, incidences he inhabited. Us Staring at he white square, as he tries to get in. MB

The internet is down

 

The sky freezes, as the ship rises deep in it's hull, banking almost vertical as it fights the torment of blue black moving motion. All men are bracing now, black figures buttoned up, their spirits almost spent,as they have warriored for days now in the black futility against the water and the ice. But there is one, that is more distinct than the rest, his blue cornish eyes stare out from beneath blonde cornish hair, the golden cornish face frozen, ruddy and complex. His name is Silas Weisbach, dark and solid he regards the torrent, unmoving from beneath a seaman's coat wrapped so high, his face is almost veiled. He is closed and as dark, and put away as the great sail, pulled and tightly coiled around him, Like all of his possessions the coat, and everything he owns came out of a great mahogany trunk, the teak, bought from Africa, and found one day in a way ward market, many summer's ago. A small, domestic earthy homely place where the great rolling coast of the green goes all the way down , and the small places cling to the land till it meets the deepest blue. Then he had been a young midship man, collecting ashore, stacking provisions, long before/and/ the Hindelacht had not yet set out on it's last and fatal voyage

But for now, he is pulled tightly and cannot think of the things that will not be seen again, because Sila Weibach, only son of his mother's love such knows as he watches the great bough rising, in the rough of the collapsing waters that at 23 years old the day that he was fated to leave this earth is finally, and undeniably here. MB

Bamboo papers x3

 

There was nothing in the air, that wasn't unfiltered, and yet the air was stale and lost, it had disappeared within the messed up currents and streams of a ship in overload. The constant over light with it's gamma rays that drained t and damned them all; till listless and unmoving, all any of them could do was lay within their bunks, praying to a God beyond salvation; as the ship without it's navigation sailed hopelessly on and on. Entombed within the hot metallic air, that dug them out in a constantcy of insufferable heat, as each new hour drew them nearer to the sun. Like most of them, She gave into it, damp in a her thinn cotton vesst, and matching pants, regulation issue, one hand flat under her head, as on her side she faced towards the wall,  the heat on he rskin, drying, and baking, and then frying some more. The soft, lumpy shape of her bed roll beneath, a false reminder of the former nights of impossible cold when they had led alpha 2, 1. The most outwardly planet; were now no more.Now here she was burning up, and waiting to die and  If she felt anything it was that she felt nothing at all. As it sat still and as yet behind her mind.Yet somehow she accepted it  Keeping her away from the hysteria, keeping her somehow still lucid yet somehow still away from her self,.In a few more days, if they had that, the symptoms would come. But for now with what was left ? Like the ship she drifted, so did she-   The academy for that si , now a distant memory- and with it the great arc structures and possibilities that like stars had shone  high over her head. Back on earth, back before the happening, back before any of this, before she, like the ship had become immobilized  trapped and toxic, carrying their bodies, like a coffin still afloat,. On and on, moving through the black , on through the heat and dark of space, sslowly taking them over, following an/the aberrant electronic trace. MB

Thank God for rain.. (there was no possibility of them doing any work today).

 

A woman, with a cap, the nape of her neck, tender and brittle like wood,, it clings to her like a rope, as if she will swing, and with it, everything will eb broken, shoved up into the eaves, where the fires, move and crack, where the combustibles wait their tutn,, crouched together watching for the black man below, the one who is finally climbing the stairs, as the first oen creeks, waiting for him to kick it all down. with each new rembembering, from the embers, of where the thing happened, the forgotten, incidences he inhabited before, Staring att he white squatre, as he trieds to get in. MB

Sunday morning, and they are fucking at it again..

Some moments in life force a shift—Venus retrograde, lasting until April 12, is one of them. This is a time of deep emotional clarity, where love, relationships, and self-worth take center stage.

Everything feels amplified. Connections grow stronger or reveal their weaknesses. Old wounds resurface, demanding attention. Boundaries that were once ignored now feel impossible to overlook.

Venus does not allow illusions to linger—what once felt secure may now feel shaky, what once seemed like heartbreak may now reveal itself as freedom, and what was once chased may suddenly lose its appeal.

Love is not about chasing, proving, or waiting for someone to recognize your worth. True love thrives in balance, mutual respect, and effort that flows both ways.

Some relationships burn with passion but lack the depth to stand the test of time. Others provide comfort but feel incomplete, missing the emotional or physical connection needed to make them fulfilling. Some feel natural, effortless, and enriching, while others quietly deplete energy, leaving behind exhaustion, self-doubt, and resentment.

Venus holds up a mirror, forcing a deeper look at the reality of love—who truly values you, who takes without giving back, and where your energy has been invested without return. This is the time to recognize the difference between love that strengthens and love that slowly erodes self-worth.

Who shows up when it matters? Who reciprocates the love, energy, and time you give? Who only reaches out when they need something? The answers become clear, and with them comes the choice: continue holding onto what drains you, or step fully into connections that feel mutual, supportive, and emotionally safe.

Venus removes distractions, stripping relationships down to their core. There is no need to explain yourself endlessly, wait for someone to change, or settle for love that feels like an option rather than a priority. What remains after this phase will be love that is solid, reciprocated, and real. What fades will be the connections that relied on longing, uncertainty, and potential instead of presence and effort.

This period is not just about love from others—it is about the love you give yourself. When someone constantly gives more than they receive, a quiet heaviness builds within them, turning love into a burden rather than a joy. Love that is not met with appreciation feels empty. Effort that is not reciprocated creates distance. Attraction without respect burns out quickly.

Venus demands an honest look at where energy flows freely and where it is being drained. Have you been accepting love in fragments when you deserve it in full? Have you been overextending yourself in relationships where effort is one-sided? Have you been pouring your heart into people who only meet you halfway, leaving you feeling unfulfilled? These are the questions that shape what happens next.

Venus brings emotions to the surface, making past memories, relationships, and unresolved feelings impossible to ignore. Old flames may reappear, either physically or in thought. Deep connections may suddenly resurface, bringing clarity to situations that once felt confusing. Long-buried emotions may demand to be acknowledged, offering either closure or a deeper understanding of what they truly meant.

When someone from the past lingers in your mind, there is always a reason. This phase reveals whether that reason is unfinished lessons, nostalgia, or a longing for something that was never truly meant to last. It asks the hard questions: Was their presence a source of happiness or just a lesson in what should never be repeated? Did they uplift you or leave you questioning your own worth? Did they build confidence, or did they create self-doubt? The truth becomes impossible to avoid, and with it, the power to finally let go.

Venus brings a powerful reminder that self-care is not an afterthought—it is the foundation of every healthy relationship. She highlights the importance of deep self-respect, showing that the way you treat yourself sets the standard for how others will treat you. If you have been giving too much, waiting for love to feel certain, or accepting less than you deserve, this is the moment to step back and reclaim your energy.

The way you allow yourself to be treated reflects the love you believe you deserve. Those who respect themselves do not tolerate inconsistency, do not justify mistreatment, and do not settle for relationships that leave them feeling unseen or unappreciated. Real love does not come with conditions, with games, or with a constant need to prove worth—it arrives naturally, effortlessly, and without hesitation.

Prioritizing yourself is essential. It means making room for joy outside of relationships, protecting your energy with the same devotion you offer others, and recognizing that your worth does not depend on who stays or who leaves. Love is not something to chase, prove, or fight for—it flows naturally when you stand strong in your own value.

When self-care becomes a priority, everything shifts. The relationships in your life begin to mirror the respect you have for yourself. Love no longer feels like something you have to hold onto tightly, but instead, it finds you effortlessly, aligning with the version of you that refuses to settle for anything less than what you truly deserve.

Love that requires constant questioning, waiting, or wondering where you stand will feel heavier now. If a relationship has taken more than it has given, Venus makes that imbalance clear. If someone’s presence has caused more confusion than clarity, more inconsistency than stability, their role in your life will become obvious. This is not about shutting love out—it is about making space for love that is steady, certain, and fulfilling.

Surrounding yourself with people who see your worth—consistently, not just when it benefits them—is key. The relationships that strengthen during this phase are the ones built on trust, honesty, and emotional reciprocity. The ones that fade were never meant to last. Attraction, passion, and chemistry may feel intense, but only love that carries depth, consistency, and real effort will withstand the test of time.

If closure is needed, this is the time to let go, to release, and to create space for the kind of love that does not require struggle. Some relationships were never meant to last, and some stories are best left in the past.

Venus strips away everything that no longer fits. What remains is love that is real, mutual, and deeply fulfilling. The love that fades is the love that was built on fantasy rather than reality, the love that demanded too much while giving too little, the love that never truly saw you.

When self-love is non-negotiable, love stops feeling like a chase, a test, or something that disappears the moment you stop proving yourself. It no longer drains you, keeps you guessing, or leaves you wondering where you stand. Instead, it moves toward you naturally, drawn to your energy, your confidence, and the way you fully value yourself. Love stops being something to fight for and becomes something that flows with ease, certainty, and alignment.

Love does not come from waiting, convincing, or holding onto people who cannot meet you where you are. It does not require shrinking, overextending, or settling for half-hearted effort. The right love sees you, chooses you, and meets you with the same presence and devotion you give.

The love that belongs to you will never feel like uncertainty. It will not leave you exhausted. It will not make you question your worth. It arrives fully, freely, and magnetically—pulled in by the unshakable way you know exactly what you deserve.