It's the month of Scorpio!

So happy days to all of my beloved. I think only one reads this haha so it doesn't matter at all... Along with everything else.

Nothing matters in a sing-song kind of way. Anything can happen, good or bad, and you'll have to deal with it somehow, because running away just creates a larger burden on everyone. In a way you can respect someone for leaving their small town or family or what have you, for any reason, but in another way you have to question it... Why are you running away and from what? What are you afraid of and what are you expecting to be different here or there? It's all the same, but you - you are different. You are aware and analytic. You can change but be the same in almost every way. The things that happened to you as a child create you whether you want to accept that or not - the things that happen to you or didn't happen, the words people said, the actions that contradicted them, and the unfairness of learning and being forced to accept and follow. What is the significance of a blood relative? Are you obligated to care for them for that one reason? What if you have nothing else in common with them or anything else besides blood? Why do you have to care? Why are they a burden to you? So leave, feel no guilt, and expand. When that gets boring, leave, feel no guilt, and expand. But what if they come knocking on your door one day: you're twice removed second cousin that you grew up with? Your conscience might obligate you with free rent to this person - your burden. The burden of connectivity and forced "love."

Does blood really run deeper than water? Even though everything needs water, but not everything needs blood?

Is it just a coincidence that you were born with this person into the same blood line? The same uterus at the same time, for that matter? Is it all just chance? This burden of expectation of care for this person, no matter the distance. What is that pull, that guilt, from the absence of connection or acknowledgment of this privilege of something great if nurtured? Is there a gap? Why do we fight and refuse even if it can be good? Why do we jump to run away under assumption that no one understands...

... because no one really understands anything about you - only you. We are born alone and we die alone. It is the level of happiness we acquire through out life that can calm us down for periods of years at a time maybe. Six years here with him, four here with her, ten on and off with the both of them... it takes up our time and distracts us from thinking about death. The longer we prolong perhaps the harder it will come down, so we must be prepared for the worst by prolonging fake or superficial happiness, for the dark eternity awarded to us in the end.