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I'm on the journey of finding my dominant sign in sidereal astrology because I'm just so stuck. I feel like I look mars dominant and relate to that personality the most but I was also thinking maybe I could be Jupiter dominant so I want your guys opinion. My moon is mrigashira which is ruled by mars. I've watched all Claire Nakti videos and mars makes the most sense to me I resonate with the personality of Venus women too. I'm Bharani sun so that would make sense

And it's this picture specifically where I see it and I remember watching Claire Nakti's video on mars dominant women and she showed Khloe Kardashian and I saw the resemblance.

A picture where I'm smiling bc I also noticed their smiles are very pretty and a prominent feature I always get complimented on mine I think Claire Nakti said something about them being gummy which I do have a gummy smile when I smile genuinely and very big. And people would always talk about Megan's smile too 😭.

She's a mrigashira moon and dhanishta asc btw

And to be fair I think this is after some surgery but I feel like we look similar here

Mrigashira moon and chrittika asc

I'm only adding Megan bc she is Dhanishta sun but I don't think she's mars dominant idk she is a Magha moon and she looks like Magha and mars to me and her personality fits mars dominant

And ofc I don't look exactly like these women but this is the only planet that makes sense for me and I do see some resemblance unlike the other planets. The other planets I was thinking about were Venus, Jupiter, and maybe just maybe ketu.

I'm so instantly drawing to other stars, I cannot forget that this body isn't exactly keen on that. That is to say, I have got to stop glancing at the Sun. Yes, it is amusing that it is a massive star, a day star. No, that doesn't mean I can stare directly at it.

I wonder what other celestials/sidereals/starkin refer to space as? I love "the infinity", it feels the most appropriate to me.

I'm so deeply in love with the moon. And I don't mean that in a "oh she's so pretty" way. I'm wholeheartedly in love with her. And she knows, this is no blushing secret. She's deeply admired, and truthfully, she's pretty graceful about it.

I'm not particularly polyamorous, but I will say, the fact that she's beloved by so many (the other stars, sol, mortal creatures) brings me great joy. Her majesty is very likely unanimously adored by any and everything that can perceive her. I think it is only natural and correct that she, effervescent and splendorous, is so cherished.

I think the privilege of at least knowing I'm old is that living in this mortal body doesn't feel like I'm simply waiting things out. I'm here with purpose, and I get to take my time.

Stars observe, and given my proximity to earth back when I was out in the infinity, you can imagine how much time I spent musing over it. And now I'm HERE, which is bonkers.

And I will spend billions of years after this in space, burning and watching, and I will be happy to do so, I'm sure. But I may never get to experience this again, this experience of humanity I've so enjoyed watching. Who knows if I will ever be human presenting again?

I'll enjoy it, I think. The light and mass in my soul isn't going anywhere. I'll stay here, and learn a while.

The one about wishing stars...

My identity as a star is built upon the foundation of the scientific understanding of what a star is, and how it behaves "tangibly". That is to say, when this mortal flesh disperses, my body's form will not be in the cartoonish depiction of a five point star (⭐), rather, I'll become a large ball of gas and other minor elements, burning billions of miles away from here. I am aware that identities founded on the slippery slope of science can be tricky, but I think I find a happy medium.

With that said, I also embrace the human conceptions of what a star is, what they use us for. In particular, I relish in the idea of being a wishing star. In fact, I'm so endeared by the notion, my ask box is actually intended for it. I accept wishes :] And then I work my stuff, to the fullest extent of my power!

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒌𝒚. Stars in appear high above us, but that is because space is relative. In reality, they (we) are simply everywhere. All around space. And in that sense, I too am amongst them, even as I am attached to this planet.

Something comes over me, though. Something about the moon overhead, winking behind ashen clouds, her lover's light reflecting off of her cratered skin, dazzling me. Making me dazzle.

The watchful eye of my kin, the humor they must feel in the irony of me, a star, watching them in kind.

Something is so delightfully wrong with me, under the pale moonlight. I am giddy and gay and mischievous. I am sinister shadow, I am pure silver brilliance. I am twinkling, inches from death. I twirl and I twirl and twirl, twirl, twirl, twirl some more, as though my axis were nothing more than a suggestion.

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒌𝒚.

Mortal death scares the living daylights out of me. But the concept of star death is so innate and natural in our solar cycle, the thought is almost comforting.

In part, it might be that the matter that makes up my form doesn't just disappear. It disipates, scatters. My kinetic energy travels on and on until something else comes along to collect it. Then that energy is dispersed out into the cosmic landscape at large.

Maybe it's the infinity. The great, ever stretching infinity we all hail from. It, in and of itself, is a form of immortality. The science of my spiritual existence is comforting.

Even this mortal flesh doesn't simply rot into nothing. It will decay, and rejoin this planet's life cycle. And when something inevitably comes along to eviscerate this beloved terrestrial, it too, will join the cosmic landscape.

It too, becomes infinity.

And all that which I will mourn will inevitably become one with me again.

But generally speaking, stars just kinda die. And I think I'm okay with that.

𝑴𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍...

@mondaysmournings - tee hee, this is about you..!

... And one of my favorite things is hearing about his home. It isn't my business to tell his story, but one thing I've gleaned from hymn describing angelic hierarchy and the purpose of angels is that they're very different from stars, and how we operate. I find it fascinating to tell you the truth, I sometimes wish I could see it.

... Stars are watchers, at the end of the day. And though I'm certainly not human thing, involved in this flesh, I am overcome with curiosity, that which is most characteristic of the human condition.

... But I digress. I'll admit, I do find it odd how strict things seem to be in heaven, generally. I understand that's simply the nature of a divine that I don't comprehend, I'm fine with that. But I'd imagine there must be some comfort to the structure, and I respect that too. Honestly, I might even be a little envious, though lightheartedly so.

... In general, angels fascinate me :] I am here primarily to connect with stars, celestials, planets, and sidereals, but I appreciate the vague space we share, conceptually (or rather, as far as the concepts I interpret is to share are concerned).

𝑫𝒂𝒘𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚, 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕...

... Stars exist in the wider expanse of the cosmos, often surrounded by our kin. We are birthed from nebulas, and congregate in constellations and orbits. And yes, we're often light-years away from each other, but you must understand that when you're a star, that's no different from sitting in a huddle on a carpet with your dearest friends.

... So, I surround myself with stars. Because when I'm with them, I feel the most at home. It's why I want to meet and befriend more star kin :} I yearn for the security and light of others like me.

I'm also curious to know if any other stars are particularly attached to humans and their conceptions, practical use of us. I am particularly fond of being wished upon, but I wonder if any of us enjoy being helpful with navigation :} I'd love to be in a star chart one day, that sounds pleasant.

And while I'm here, you should definitely send me your wishes in my ask box. I am a star, I am to be wished upon!!

I can see the light seeping from the pores of your body. In the reflection of your eyes, I see my own light, flittering and dancing from behind my teeth, daring to blind you should I open my mouth and speak our unspoken truth.

I see you, celestial creature. I know you, divine thing. I love you, cosmic wonder.

🌟 🤝🏽 👽

𝑰𝒏 𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑻𝒐 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉...

... You know, I've found it hard to find true disdain for this planet. Of course, I feel that same melancholic homesickness most non-earthly entities do when left to reflect too long on not being home. But, I actually do love it here, for all of the troubles and triumphs I've lived.

... I'm a Sidereal. A star fallen to Earth, whose soul and spirit mixed with the debris of this planet, thus anchoring my body to this planet. My job for now is for experience change, to change my form, and find singularity. In many ways, I'd imagine it isn't unlike stellar evolution. It is in our nature to change, then die. In that way, we're quite like human earthlings.

... So, I try to take it in stride. It's also helped by the fact that I am a Milky Way star, and specifically one near to Earth (likely only just scratching the double digits in billions light years). Stars are passive observers. I am an observer. Light takes a while to travel, yes, but of what little I can concretely remember, I've always found the evolution of human beings deeply fascinating. So getting to be part of that to a small extent is warming, I feel. It's nice.

ꔛ✶. leave a wish .✶ꔛ

𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔:

── obvious (racist, antiblack, pedo/maps, zoos, zionists, homophobes & terfs).

── niche ; radqueers, exclus., transmeds, endo-sys, ddlg.

𝐼 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑑:

── agere, discourse, vent-centered accounts.

𝑂𝑓 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒:

── I am a reserved being, and can be a little slow to interact.

── This is not my top priority blog atm.