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Aries Horoscope 6 – 7

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An old man admiring a portrait of himself as a youth.

The eyes of the portrait gaze out, without seeing those far older eyes looking back at them. As if imprisoned in amber, the days of youth glow with a golden light, trapped in eternity. The young have no sense that they will ever age, and in fact, the version of them trapped in memory is timeless. The man gazes at himself as a youth and senses, vaguely, those countless other times he had been a youth, and the countless other youths he shall experience in the future. And whether old or young there is always present a longing, one that looks to the brightness of the future, the other to the brightness of the past. Until that day when the miracle occurs, and all days as if by magic, are absorbed into brightness.

Azoth Oracle

Carefully sculpted trees and beyond them a tangled forest.

“Why is it,” asked a student, “that the forests of Barzan, at the place just beyond the Estates of Chardath are so incredibly tangled, and are known all over Aab for creating so many strange and varied pictures from their tangles, that all travelers notice?”

“It is because, said Irnad, “of the gardeners who so carefully and perfectly sculpt the trees on the grounds of the Chardath lawns. The forest beyond becomes so aggravated by such perfection that a living chaos is born within it, and, as I have often told you, chaos is the Mother of Visions.”

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