Astrological Musings

I love self analysis. Here’s a great description of “Scorpio,” which, since my birthday falls on November 17th, is what my star-sign is considered to be. For fun I’ve added my own comments (in brackets and italics).

Current mood: Tranquil

Currently listening to: The Art Of Chill – Mixed by Altitude (Disc 2) (DIGIALLY IMPORTED – Chillout)

I love self analysis. Here’s a great description of “Scorpio,” which, since my birthday falls on November 17th, is what my star-sign is considered to be. For fun I’ve added my own comments (in brackets and italics). *grin*

Scorpios are the most intense, profound, powerful characters in the zodiac. Even when they appear self-controlled and calm there is a seething intensity of emotional energy under the placid exterior. They are like the volcano not far under the surface of a calm sea, it may burst into eruption at any moment. [Some people who know me have seen this on rare occasions!] But those of us who are particularly perceptive will be aware of the harnessed aggression, the immense forcefulness, magnetic intensity, and often strangely hypnotic personality under the tranquil, but watchful composure of Scorpio. In conventional social gatherings they are pleasant to be with, thoughtful in conversation, dignified, and reserved, yet affable and courteous; they sometimes possess penetrating eyes which make their shyer companions feel naked and defenseless before them.

In their everyday behavior they give the appearance of being withdrawn from the center of activity, yet those who know them will recognize the watchfulness that is part of their character. They need great self-discipline, because they are able to recognize the qualities in themselves that make them different from other humans, and to know their utterly conventional natures can be used for great good, or great evil. Their tenacity and willpower are immense, their depth of character and passionate conviction overwhelming, yet they are deeply sensitive and easily moved by their emotions. [As my blog demonstrates, via my numerous rants.] Their sensitivity, together with a propensity for extreme likes and dislikes make them easily hurt, quick to detect insult or injury to themselves (often when none is intended) [a fault of which I am often guilty… alas!] and easily aroused to ferocious anger. This may express itself in such destructive speech or action that they make lifelong enemies by their outspokenness, for they find it difficult not to be overly critical of anything or anyone to whom they take a dislike.

They can harness their abundant energy constructively, tempering their self-confidence with shrewdness and their ambition with magnanimity toward others provided they like them. They relate to fellow workers only as leaders and can be blunt to those they dislike to the point of cruelty. In fact they are not above expressing vindictiveness in deliberate cruelty. They are too demanding, too unforgiving of faults in others, perhaps because they are not aware of the shortcomings within themselves, and extravagantly express their self-disgust in unreasonable resentment against their fellows. They do, however, make excellent friends, provided that their companions do nothing to impugn the honor of which Scorpios are very jealous. [I pride myself on this.] Part of the negative side of the Scorpio nature is a tendency to discard friends once they cease to be useful, but the decent native is aware of, and fights this tendency.

They are fortunate in that their strong reasoning powers are tempered with imagination and intuition, and these gifts, together with critical perception and analytical capacity, can enable the Scorpions to penetrate to profundities beyond the average. [I like to think this makes me a better programmer, or “hacker”.] They have a better chance of becoming geniuses than the natives of any other sign. But charismatic “twice-born” characters such as they can sink into the extremes of depravity if they take the wrong path, and the intensity of their nature exaggerates their harmful tendencies into vices far greater than the normal. [I have always known this; I have an “addictive” personality, and have deliberately avoided addictive substances as a result – with the exception of caffinee, and occasional alcohol, usually in the form of vodka. To those who have tried to get me to “try” things in the past (I won’t say what), this is yet another reason why I said “no.”] Rebelliousness against all conventions, political extremism to the point where hatred of the Establishment makes them utterly unscrupulous terrorists. [Now I’m in trouble – I think I hear the FBI knocking on my door. Nevertheless, this statement is very true about me.] Brooding resentment [I can hold a nasty grudge], aggressive and sadistic brutality [thankfully I do not posess this trait], total arrogance [err, yes, sometimes very true…], morbid jealousy [true], extreme volatility of temperament, these are some of their vices. At the other extreme is the procrastinator [also very true], the man or woman who is capable of so much that they do nothing and become indolent and self-indulgent, requiring extravagant praise and flattery from those whom they make their cronies.

Being so gifted, they can find fulfillment in many employments. Their inner intensity can result in the ice-cold self-control and detachment of the surgeon, the concentration of the research scientist, and the heroism of the soldier. Any profession in which analysis, investigation, research, dealing with practicalities, and the solving of mysteries are relevant, can appeal to them. So police and detective work, espionage and counterespionage, the law, physics or psychology may attract them, and they can become masters of the written and spoken word. They may be most persuasive orators and find fulfillment as diplomats or preachers and, if they make the Church their profession, their inner intensity can express itself in the spiritual fervor of the mystic or the thaumaturgy. [Let’s not forget computer work!!]

Scorpio is the symbol of sex and Scorpios are passionate lovers, the most sensually energetic of all the signs. [Hey, I didn’t write this!] Their feelings are so intense that even when their love is of the highest, and most idealistic kind, they are nevertheless frequently protagonists in tragic, even violent romances, “star-crossed lovers”.

Wanna read more? Go here: http://www.astrology-online.com/scorpio.htm. Or, if you couldn’t care less about this crap – just ignore it!

I guess I’m just in a kooky mood.

-Keithius

Keith Gets Published!!!

Yes, that’s right – the great Keithius is taking his first steps on TAKING OVER THE WORLD by influencing public opinion.

Yes, that’s right – the great Keithius is taking his first steps on TAKING OVER THE WORLD by influencing public opinion.

See my greatness at work in this article, a letter to the editor of the Sentinel & Enterprise paper here in Fitchburg & Leominster. Yay for me!!

Sentinel & Enterprise Online – Letters to the Editor

Snow & Stuff

Anyway, the obvious stuff: it snowed. It snowed A LOT. I drove in the snow. It was fun! AWD is such a cool thing, there was literally NOWHERE I couldn’t go. I love my Outlander!!

Current mood: Caffinated

Currently listening to: Super Metroid ‘All the World in One Girl’ OC Remix

Wow. What a week it’s been since I last wrote here!

Anyway, the obvious stuff: it snowed. It snowed A LOT. I drove in the snow. It was fun! AWD is such a cool thing, there was literally NOWHERE I couldn’t go. I went up Mt. Vernon St, up all the hills I could find in fact; none of them could hold me back, even when they were compacted snow with no sand AT ALL. Ice? Whatever – I drove on. I even got to do some radical donuts down in the Civic Center – with the hand brake, whee! I think I got close to a true axial 360 – but I’m not sure. On Sunday, when the storm was over, there was a LOT of snow down in the Civic Center, and I took Amanda there to teach her the finer points of snow driving, and to have her get used to how the car feels in the snow. However, there was so much snow that it actually came up higher than the front fenders on the car! So, I drove into it anyway, and didn’t get stuck at all (although turning was a bit tough). Isn’t AWD sweet? Amanda praticed on the better-plowed portion of the lot, and then I had her go out onto the roads (which were pretty good by this point, but still slippery – and this is Fitchburg after all, which isn’t renowned for its plowing abilities). She did VERY well, I must say, which is a relief to me. All in all, the snow storm was fun, fun, and more fun. The car preformed impecably – which is what I was hoping for.

I’ve been very zombie-like lately; work is really doing a number on my conciousness. Long days of driving (snow doesn’t do much for traffic I’m afraid), and long days of support (which is down a bit, thanks to my MAD PR0GR4MM1NG SK1LLZ) followed by long nights of programming (hax0ring).

Something tells me I had a lot more on my mind this morning, but I tend to forget all of that by the time I actually have a free minute to write my thoughts down. Oh well.

-Keithius

Zombie-week

On Sunday I went outside and found that I had a flat tire. It was freezing out and the wind was really cold, but I put the mini-spare on and drove down to John Fitch Highway to get it fixed.

Current mood: Calm

Currently listening to: the wind

I’m re-writing this in a terse, shortened version because I lost my previous post due to internet problems. Argh.

On Sunday I went outside and found that I had a flat tire. It was freezing out and the wind was really cold, but I put the mini-spare on and drove down to John Fitch Highway to get it fixed. Turned out, there was no hole, no slash, no leak at all. It must’ve gotten cold and broken the seal with the rim or something, because it’s been fine since. Go figure.

Saw an interesting bumper sticker today. It said: “Have you seen my constitutional rights lately?”

They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary

safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.

— Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790), Letter to Josiah Quincy, Sept. 11, 1773.

Those who desire to give up freedom in order to gain security will not

have, nor do they deserve, either one.

— President Thomas Jefferson. 1743-1826

Just some food for thought.

-Keithius