(I wrote this a month ago - and put it in my youtube channel.)
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I have a theory about Archie (after seeing the video - his mother reads to him -, he seems older than 1 year), Prince Harry's son: maybe he was born around November 10th, 2018? Astrologically I see a few connections: today transiting Mars is at 26º Aquarius - on November 10th 2018 transiting Mars was at 26º Aquarius also. // The full moon was today at 17º Scorpio - this kind of connects with the New Moon in Scorpio on the 7th of November 2018 - on the 10th of November of 2018 the Transiting Sun was at 17º Scorpio. // Prince Harry's Progressed chart - has the progressed MC (visibility, career, one's role into the world, how the world sees us: being seen as a parent is part of the MC meanings) at 17º Scorpio. // The astrological chart that I believe truly belongs to Meghan Markle has the date: 4th of August, 1977. In this one her 5th house (kids - also signifies the first child) is at... 17º Scorpio.
This is just a theory. The only way to "know" is by following Archie and any appearence he does (with or without his parents) - and note the transiting planets at the time.
IF I'm Anywhere near the truth of Archie's true birthday - I will expect some negativity from some sort of people. If I'm wrong - there will be silence; but if I'm right...
So, I'll wait and see.
domingo, junho 28, 2020
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terça-feira, junho 23, 2020
domingo, junho 21, 2020
Eclipse at Zero degree Cancer - today
It's conjunct my natal Saturn at 0º - in the 8th house.
Oh joy :((((
Kind of scares me actually.
The Saturn is now transiting my 3rd house - so I'm writing right now (about subjects one might consider 'occult' - so 8th house matters). Hopefully this is a good way to channel this energy. Hopefully...
Mars is going to trigger the 0º Cancer eclipse on these dates:
- 29th June 2020 (Mars at 0º Aries - squaring the eclipse)
- 24tf of APRIL 2021 - 0º CANCER (the T. Moon enters 0º Libra at the same date - Moon squares the eclipse point).
- 16th September 2021 - Mars at 0º Libra.
- 25th of January 2022 - Mars at 0º Capricorn.
(Sometimes I also follow the Moon - as a trigger. Below are some dates.)
- Transiting Moon at 0º Capricorn (opposing the eclipse) - 4th of July 2020
- T. Moon at 0º Cancer (conj. the eclipse) - 18 or 19th of July
- T. Moon at 0º Capricorn (opp. the eclipse) - 31st of July
- T. Moon at 0º Cancer (conj. the eclipse) - 15th of August
Mercury dates:
- T. Mercury at 0º Libra (squares the 0º Cancer eclipse) - 6th of September 2020
- T. Mercury at 0º Capricorn (opp. 0º Cancer eclipse) - 21st of December 2020 // Sun at 0º Capr. at 22nd of december as well
- Also - 24th of June 2021 - Full Moon at 3º Capricorn - opposing the eclipse point. The sun is going to be trinning a retograde Jupiter at 2º Pisces (I would expect some sort of religious fanatical attack - sorry to say).
/Dunya
Oh joy :((((
Kind of scares me actually.
The Saturn is now transiting my 3rd house - so I'm writing right now (about subjects one might consider 'occult' - so 8th house matters). Hopefully this is a good way to channel this energy. Hopefully...
Mars is going to trigger the 0º Cancer eclipse on these dates:
- 29th June 2020 (Mars at 0º Aries - squaring the eclipse)
- 24tf of APRIL 2021 - 0º CANCER (the T. Moon enters 0º Libra at the same date - Moon squares the eclipse point).
- 16th September 2021 - Mars at 0º Libra.
- 25th of January 2022 - Mars at 0º Capricorn.
(Sometimes I also follow the Moon - as a trigger. Below are some dates.)
- Transiting Moon at 0º Capricorn (opposing the eclipse) - 4th of July 2020
- T. Moon at 0º Cancer (conj. the eclipse) - 18 or 19th of July
- T. Moon at 0º Capricorn (opp. the eclipse) - 31st of July
- T. Moon at 0º Cancer (conj. the eclipse) - 15th of August
Mercury dates:
- T. Mercury at 0º Libra (squares the 0º Cancer eclipse) - 6th of September 2020
- T. Mercury at 0º Capricorn (opp. 0º Cancer eclipse) - 21st of December 2020 // Sun at 0º Capr. at 22nd of december as well
- Also - 24th of June 2021 - Full Moon at 3º Capricorn - opposing the eclipse point. The sun is going to be trinning a retograde Jupiter at 2º Pisces (I would expect some sort of religious fanatical attack - sorry to say).
/Dunya
quarta-feira, junho 03, 2020
WEREWOLF ANGEL - ANOTHER SNIPPET
The moment Thomas saw Templeton coming in through
the open window, carrying a dead, bloody rabbit on his mouth, he
screamed.
“Oh my God!
What the hell!”
“Dinner!”
announced Templeton, throwing the animal onto the kitchen sink.
“Prepare it, human!”
“It’s…
it’s still moving!”
Templeton
came closer and whacked
its head.
“Not
anymore!”
Thomas nearly
puked.
“Look, idiot. I don’t know what the hell you
did, you made me pee publicly and roll all over the piss as if I was
a fucking animal.”
“Oh. I
forgot that,” he replied,
separating a hind leg from the bunny’s body, munching it with skin
and fur.
“Have you?!
Really! I spent two fucking days on the fucking mental hospital!
People thought I was mad! Mad! Me!”
Templeton
looked him up and down, stating:
“I can see
why.”
“I have not a ghost of a
chance with Eva now. Nothing. She thinks I’m crazy. You’ve ruined
everything.”
Templeton
observed puny, little Thomas with a quiet, threatening intensity,
while crunching the bunny’s frail bones with his teeth.
Thomas went
to bed, defeated.
terça-feira, junho 02, 2020
WEREWOLF ANGEL: CHAPTER 4 (SNIPPET)
CHAPTER 4
Templeton drew out his angel dagger, pricked his left palm and the few drops of blood turned into golden coins. Then he went into a corner were stood three lovely prostitutes. He followed the scent of sex and when he showed the women what he had to pay for their services, they agreed to stay all night, all three of them. Templeton knew they warned their pimp, having intentions of stealing the gold, if more gold were to exist, in whatever place he would lead them to.
However, after hailing a cab, puzzlingly, all of their phones lost power and none of the girls recognized the street (even though it was ten minutes away from their usual place of commerce).
Perplexing, to say the least.
(Well, not for Templeton anyway...)
"Who, who... are they?" Thomas, pussface, inquired, arriving home from work to find three half-naked women on his flat.
"Hookers. Hoes. Prostitutes. Clever merchants of sex!"
"Ok..." uttered Thomas, suddenly scared. They looked like they could beat him up and steal anything worth stealing. Luckily nothing in his possession was worth having. Not even the TV, old, so old it could crumble.
Thomas signaled Templeton to come near.
"What’s the purpose?" he asked, trying not to stare at the angel’s yellowish eyes. "Why did you bring these... women to my house?” he whispered.
"To practice," answered Templeton, not in a whisper though.
"Practice what?"
"The fucking thing."
"The women laughed.
"The, the what?" said Thomas, mortified.
"The fornicating act. Humans always seemed quite fond of it and I remember when I was an..." he understood what he almost revealed, so he backtracked, "when I was more involved in human affairs I always left the erect apes to their privacy. But looking at you I gather you need lessons. Eva must be conquered, therefore I’ll give the tools for you to do so."
"I’m, I’m not... whatever you think I should do, I mean... I’m not gonna touch those women. Who knows what they have?!" he muttered.
Templeton assured only one had gonorrhea and was taking antibiotics for it, plus, he’d be the one fucking her, so no problems there. Also, he had bought those plastic wrapping things that go all around and over human pipes. No worries, mate.
Thomas was red as a plump tomato.
"Pipes? Plastic...? Con, condoms?"
"Whatever they’re called. Strip. The lesson begins now."
"No," replied Thomas, weakly. Everything about that seemed wrong, wrong, wrong!
Templeton turned his werewolf eye on the idiotic, tiny, despicable human, opened his mouth, and growled in a low, terrifying voice tone:
"You’ll do as I command or I’ll rip your arms and glue them to the ceiling."
Templeton drew out his angel dagger, pricked his left palm and the few drops of blood turned into golden coins. Then he went into a corner were stood three lovely prostitutes. He followed the scent of sex and when he showed the women what he had to pay for their services, they agreed to stay all night, all three of them. Templeton knew they warned their pimp, having intentions of stealing the gold, if more gold were to exist, in whatever place he would lead them to.
However, after hailing a cab, puzzlingly, all of their phones lost power and none of the girls recognized the street (even though it was ten minutes away from their usual place of commerce).
Perplexing, to say the least.
(Well, not for Templeton anyway...)
"Who, who... are they?" Thomas, pussface, inquired, arriving home from work to find three half-naked women on his flat.
"Hookers. Hoes. Prostitutes. Clever merchants of sex!"
"Ok..." uttered Thomas, suddenly scared. They looked like they could beat him up and steal anything worth stealing. Luckily nothing in his possession was worth having. Not even the TV, old, so old it could crumble.
Thomas signaled Templeton to come near.
"What’s the purpose?" he asked, trying not to stare at the angel’s yellowish eyes. "Why did you bring these... women to my house?” he whispered.
"To practice," answered Templeton, not in a whisper though.
"Practice what?"
"The fucking thing."
"The women laughed.
"The, the what?" said Thomas, mortified.
"The fornicating act. Humans always seemed quite fond of it and I remember when I was an..." he understood what he almost revealed, so he backtracked, "when I was more involved in human affairs I always left the erect apes to their privacy. But looking at you I gather you need lessons. Eva must be conquered, therefore I’ll give the tools for you to do so."
"I’m, I’m not... whatever you think I should do, I mean... I’m not gonna touch those women. Who knows what they have?!" he muttered.
Templeton assured only one had gonorrhea and was taking antibiotics for it, plus, he’d be the one fucking her, so no problems there. Also, he had bought those plastic wrapping things that go all around and over human pipes. No worries, mate.
Thomas was red as a plump tomato.
"Pipes? Plastic...? Con, condoms?"
"Whatever they’re called. Strip. The lesson begins now."
"No," replied Thomas, weakly. Everything about that seemed wrong, wrong, wrong!
Templeton turned his werewolf eye on the idiotic, tiny, despicable human, opened his mouth, and growled in a low, terrifying voice tone:
"You’ll do as I command or I’ll rip your arms and glue them to the ceiling."
ANOTHER COVER (SIMILAR) FOR WEREWOLF ANGEL
What do you think? It's a variation of one I did already. Also using Canva.
POSSIBLE BOOK COVERS FOR WEREWOLF ANGEL: What do you think?
I made them, Using Canva and free images from unsplash.
Which one do you prefer? I may make more. // Qual preferem?
Which one do you prefer? I may make more. // Qual preferem?
segunda-feira, junho 01, 2020
WEREWOLF ANGEL: ANOTHER SNIPPET OF MY BOOK!
"Is she married? Perhaps a boyfriend?"
"No. I checked
and doubled checked. No boyfriend. No friends with benefits. No one.
And, and she’s not gay either! I checked that too." (By going
to lesbian bars and see if she was there. He got kicked out every
time.)
Good. That way
Templeton didn’t have to kill the mate. Though... hmm... it would
be interesting to feel the taste of human flesh dissolving, bit by
bit, on his tongue. But it would, probably hinder the chances of ever
again being accepted in Heaven.
"What else can
you tell me about her?"
"She was, she
was a master champion at playing marbles! When... she was a child."
Thomas searched his
skull. Templeton was paying attention, almost effortlessly, like it
used to be, when he was a full blooded angel, blue crystal blood
running trough his angelic veins.
"She loves mangos. Hates coffee. She nurses birds back to health
and sets them free. She still does that!" Thomas was smiling.
The interview was shortly afterwards over. Thomas made pasta, ate a
bit and went to bed. His sleep was heavy and without dreams.
Templeton didn’t sleep. Ever. The wolf part craved the moon and to
go outside, running naked under the star’ gaze. He repressed this
growing instinct, sat on the couch and turned the TV on.
It landed on a porn
movie.
Two naked women
were bathing each other, their hands washing each other’s dirty,
dirty little (or big) breasts and then going downwards and washing,
thoroughly, the dirty, dirty little pussies.
With their tongues.
Humans, so it
seemed, where even more obsessed with cleanliness than he ever
supposed. Their tongues found their way to all nooks and crannies on
each other’s bodies. Everything had to be squeaky clean.
A heat wave came
over Templeton. It was over in an instant and it was pleasurable. He
looked down and saw a wet spot on his trousers, not understanding
what the fuck just happened.
The next movie,
however, cleared away all doubts.
Oh!, he thought, so that’s how one uses the pipe! (The pipe was his
dick - to clarify.)
This human
sexuality thing was somewhat new to him for the carnal encounter he
had had with Lilith was not entirely made of flesh and the pleasure
was a mix of spiritual and carnality.
WEREWOLF ANGEL: A NEW BOOK! ALMOST WRITTEN!
A BOOK I'M WRITING! I MADE A MISTAKE AND MIGHT HAVE SENT IT TO SOMEONE! UPS! HERE'S THE BEGINNING OF THE FIRST CHAPTER.
(Yes - it's in English.)
(Yes - it's in English.)
CHAPTER 1
Thomas is being observed while he sleeps. Inside
his very dream, I mean. Cuddling
in a tight niche there was Templeton, the Werewolf Angel - or Angel
Werewolf -, for first he was an angelic entity. Now, however, things
had changed and he
felt the warm, tasty blood of the wolf running trough his angelic
white feathers and flesh.
Cursed Lilith. He used to be a full blooded angel.
His blood was crystal blue and it shimmered in the stars.
Why did he had to give into temptation? Lilith
looked so utterly
delicious, as dark goddesses
always do. Her bronze, glowing curves tempted him; her black eyes
called upon him; her full bosom beckon
him.
Templeton, though not made of flesh, was still a
male energy and so he fell right into the middle of her
and it was delightful.
Templeton did manage, though, to conceal his angelic nature. Lilith
didn’t like angels all that much. Yet, somehow, she found out -
and cursed him.
Now his nature is half angel, half wolf. He stands at Heaven’ door
and no one seems to trust him any more. Fools! What can he,
Templeton, the best of All Angels of Creation, possibly do?! He’d
do no harm! No harm at all! But no. Let him in they do not. Now he
stands at the gates like a pariah, a flead dog.
He has to fix it. He has to untransforme himself, revert to his old -
a bit tedious - self. No more wolf! Only the angel. Even though it
seemed a bit drastic. Heavens´rules are too draconian. Rules, he
understood after the wolf came into his veins and colonized the
crystal blue blood, are meant to be broken. This is why they were
made to begin with. It was so clear, so pristine, now! He, Templeton,
could see it. And smell it... like he could smell Thomas’ blood and
lust.
Tommy boy was having a delicious
dream. He was making out, tongues all enthralled and tangled, with
Eva, his old,
childhood love. He loved her long, curly
honey-blond hair; he devoured her rosy lips and his hand nested in
her breast.
God, thought Templeton, his wolf blood boiling,
this is what I need.
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Dei sangue: 26ª dádiva
Já 26 vezes que dei sangue. Uau!
Pergunto-me: quem terão sido os receptores...?
Hemoglobina: 12,8.
Tensão: 11/7
Descobri hoje que afinal posso dar sangue de 2 em 2 meses! Pensava que era só de 4 em 4.
Outra coisa: há um mosquito qualquer em Valência, Espanha, a espalhar uma doença parecida com o Dengue. Pois. Eu também não sabia. Se forem a Valência, já sabem!
/Dunya_out
Pergunto-me: quem terão sido os receptores...?
Hemoglobina: 12,8.
Tensão: 11/7
Descobri hoje que afinal posso dar sangue de 2 em 2 meses! Pensava que era só de 4 em 4.
Outra coisa: há um mosquito qualquer em Valência, Espanha, a espalhar uma doença parecida com o Dengue. Pois. Eu também não sabia. Se forem a Valência, já sabem!
/Dunya_out
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Dei Sangue: 25ª dádiva!
Uau! Já 25 dádivas.
Hemoglobina a 13.7 (o green juicing funciona!).
Tensão: 10/?
E pronto.
Hemoglobina a 13.7 (o green juicing funciona!).
Tensão: 10/?
E pronto.
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Dei sangue: 24ª dádiva
Uau! Já vou nas 24!
Fui ao Ins. Português do Sangue e Transplantação, em Lisboa (Av. Brasil).
Hemoglobina a 13.1
Tensão, se não me engano, a: 11/7.5.
Agora paga-se para entrar lá dentro, PORÉM!, para os dadores de sangue o parqueamento é gratuito (o ticket é validado) - logo, não paguei nada.
/Dunya_out
Fui ao Ins. Português do Sangue e Transplantação, em Lisboa (Av. Brasil).
Hemoglobina a 13.1
Tensão, se não me engano, a: 11/7.5.
Agora paga-se para entrar lá dentro, PORÉM!, para os dadores de sangue o parqueamento é gratuito (o ticket é validado) - logo, não paguei nada.
/Dunya_out
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