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hummingwolf ([personal profile] hummingwolf) wrote2005-12-23 08:22 am
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Your Pre- (or Post-) Holiday HAL-o-scopes!

Yes! Once again, the amazingly psychic MegaHAL has agreed to bless you all with the benefits of his wisdom! Here on this happy Christmas Adam, each of the twelve commonly-acknowledged astrological signs has a special horoscope, full of nonsense insight which you should somehow find a way to apply to your own life. MegaHAL horoscopes--more poetic than the newspaper, better than inkblots! Enjoy yours today!

Aries: charm can move in any quiz
it's a philosophy of the
state and district wherein the crime that so keep
this vain distinction?
this life cannot be stopped,
seeking release, some fleeting satisfaction,
in time, for though the mystic wind went by
leaping from body to body via sperms or eggs, so memes propagate themselves in court,
where the black trunk,
blowing like a truth
whosoever touches that star!






Taurus: everyone wants quality time with angry throbbings in his hand
but his nose
yule-tide carols being sung by the horn of plenty and well-deserved rest,
that forced intimacy is an ancestor praying
a dancing demon
a flag of our kind
of music we are called to beauty, and there a mist,
in time and interest.

this is the outcome of the bird
has always been
esteemed for its liberation,
and your shoes get so tanned
i can't find my sweet release
from the diamond-ledges that jut from the testis to the wind.

when he came to the melting of the nothingness of time.
i look...
relieved and exasperated...
to discover i have been working;
what then?






Gemini: you're at home to breed, a giant iceberg gets in your smile,
you should live there.


Gemini: you need to do...

this you may have once pursued.
doesn't wisdom lie in the root of love
return to the ground.






Cancer: what looks like a hurricane
in his prowess he exults,
and cedar. How i wished the wind blew: for you
i passed through. The pains in my palace well,
let me get some sleep
i love rock'n'roll
don't mistake me for the other end of experience,
vivid indeed is the silence and their brood; i await no pardon.

yet, it's much to have a doll's kiss.
the king of siam disliked a courtier,
he let the other end of the words repeat
of jade and fine honeycomb,
for now there would be years before i'd understand.






Leo: everybody has reservations. But that's where you will--sing for our darkness shall have troubles.

if there were sun. Today the prism held to its verge,
that i had wandered.
you are the bread and butter in a love
that this is wrong. What should i be walking?
i wanted
someone else's version of the stars. I'm painfully old,
saying, will you be calm and brightness, havens of sweet air.
so hermes warned, with all the family monkey.






Virgo: you aren't writing this decision in stone. So why is it we fear?
did i see that it is now, even after one man might do an act together.
john was a god says goodbye:
if i lower my head and don't look back. You can play it, too, simply

by walking with eyes striking terror,
he bobs his head through the wood,
i breathed, i took its gaze;
faltered; rose up again;
your nose was all golden and nice,
and rise sublime at this time.






Libra: doing some personal shopping goes along beautifully with
soft lips and eyes of the world. She
looks over at her, letting his eyelids
were once stand-ins for fred astaire.
the light is returning
warmth will come upon a frozen heart;
naked nonduality dawns within;
while schoolgirls sweet, in lane or street,
boys and girls
with brooms she loves to fare,
and like those waters rushing
waft the leaves at her pillow stood;
and, drawing to his work,
waits in the tabletop.






Scorpio: be open minded about changes at work--it will settle down
round the fairy grass-rings frolic elf and fay,
in the passenger seats
drumming like a woman's hair.
her figurehead's naught but this
except for those in a container
of clowns pressing in: the booming ass
at daring destinations, or your being alone at stations
it is the rat that ate the malt
that they might rinse their hands,
thus the essential rikpa flows unobstructed,
spectacularly vivid and diverse,
are warring night and day and all you stole those gifts from me;
who coast for fun on the path,
path swept by hill wind.

no more perfect than you
could beat the pig with cheesecloth, and
evaporated milk, blending well after each addition. Pour pumpkin mixture over potatoes. Bake at 350° for 1 hour,
resting my eye upon a bough
is so frigid upon the pavement
polished to cream surfaces
by humble windfalls
of that other realm
by bald sopranos. That night she lectured on lingerie
to grey-brown. Two white stripes extending to base
and my cup went a-fishing for to catch the dew
i had to say.






Sagittarius: it's time to
exist only in secret
from rock to rock and the blue surface of a family,

the man who moves in the adult mammal.
several kinds of souls,
a tingle remarkably pleasant;
a control section, which coordinates the activities
of my teeth won't grind
hear a ghostly bugle-note shivering through the still and deep,
he bore a staff to heaven, and traced fountains:
life never was a star name.






Capricorn: are you happy?
perhaps i will no longer quiet me with your tears,
and a stunning accuracy--
even facing a do-or-die situation,
lost child, you can jive, having the time of year.

we had electrocuted the family to call
and rueful. A strutting song performed with tongue planted firmly in cheek,
segues into a rattle--
when he must have them serve me.

how enormous then that first transgression.






Aquarius: your memory is not the eternal tao.
being in accord with the blade
of the stomach of that image i began
recycling like a fashion
and brought them in a russian play, an old man
hate you the permanence of smoke between
satyrs and sileni, although classical authors wrote,
only an emptiness lingers when we are supposed to do it: fine, the

leaf does not see her clearly.






Pisces: ease up on the corner of this place!
o what are they doing this morning, this morning?
the farthest farmer in a trench, the dead fish...
and she'd be gone, those little mermaid tears
upon those under oath.
this is the grass on the shoulders,
come with your hands
caressing the plants
are polished with
what change shall next betide;
whether that group of sick noises--
i mean without looking for fan sites dedicated to building whole and gone

things don't look as bad
if i just said
before a sturdy vine
laden with flickering fire,
so shalt thou thrive in the lone lake.

yet one does get frightened
and ask my business there--
why, look out for more
i'd never eat turkey
now you're gone.


Pisces: disarm someone with your song.




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