Sunday 3 May 2015

Faux Star signs.

Sorry. But they're fake.

For the stereotypical Sagittarius in me, I would have wanted to cheat, remaining honest, be blatantly rude, think, philosophize, travel; but I do have a little bit of every other sign. I've observed, that things are so, for everyone else. I've never been a strong believer of star signs, but I've never denied the fact that I find them fun. Still, star signs seems false to me today.

The moon can cause such a huge difference in our lives. The tides depend on it. The sea, wind, all depend on it, and so does life on Earth in certain ways. Why not, then, can constellations affect the lives of us humans? Our jobs, choices, behavior? That's what people might want to remind themselves if they'd like to believe in the practice of associating and classifying fellow humans with respect to their star signs.

It's always fun, waking up in the morning, running up to the daily newspaper and looking for the astrology section, reading out loud what possible could be all that the day has in store for us. I've done it many times, for myself, my friends, family. Most of my closest friends belong to either Aries, Cancer, or Sagittarius, with a few Gemini. I've stopped reading them now. I should share what brought about this change. This one day when I was going through the Sagittarius horoscope, I found a very ghastly editing error. There was a, "Dear Capricorn! You've been brave.", placed right before my horoscope started off.

What-A-Joke.

I stopped reading the horoscopes even for fun, after that. What a waste of time.
Since that day, after a lot of thinking, I came to a conclusion that perhaps these star signs only apply in certain ways, if real. Maybe you do need a good astrologer. The planets, their alignment, I mean, there's just no science in certain words. Astrology was never the same as astronomy.

Star signs perhaps are responsible only for a certain traits of different people. I believed this too. Cancer, caring, emotional. Pisces, the one's that always end up with a sappy story. Aries, the life of any party. The Gemini, some two-faced intellectual being, who fails to apply his own advice to others in his own life. All this seems so true. Most agree. But I do believe that a few of the Cancer-friends I have, are as philosophical as me. Gemini, as down to Earth as a Taurus, or as haughty, as a Leo. Anything is possible, really, and all of the possible combinations of star signs and adjectives to describe them must surely exist.

I love to travel, but I do too want a home. I'll be honest, but I'd lie to save your ass. I'm a little emotional too. Hey, and do believe everyone's life is sappy. Be a dark tale, or a happy one, it's sappy never-the-less. I'm compatible with the people who share similar likes, and thoughts, or dissimilar ones, anything. Everyone is unique, for sure, and each on of us has traits that are our own. Star signs seem nothing but a naive source of recreation that we've just trapped ourselves in.

I much rather eat some popcorn and chill. Also, if I do ever happen to come across a person who tells me that they're Sagittarius as they introduce themselves, hoping to get along with me purely based on the lines of 'philosophy' or 'traveling', I'd look at them, straight in the eye, and give a tiny nod. Alright then, fellow naive human, time to burst your bubble!