Look who's dressing them

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Pluto is in Aquarius, Uranus is in Taurus and Saturn and Neptune dwell in Pisces, it's nowhere in sight with the generation planets, but I think society rather behaves like a poor old Scorpio. Due to war and crisis. Crisis due to war makes fashion behave poor old Scorpio. Classic, loose, red lipstick, and ordinairy. A crave for just groomed with thick eyebrows instead off what you'd expect pluto in Aquarius to make out off it. 

Warfare asks for Scorpio. We see a lot off fashion comebackes from Uranus and Neptune in Aquarius, namely the late 90's and early 00's, but there's no big trend that wrecks modern senses, but classics. Unlike pluto in Capricorn, that seemed to know what to do with style, pluto in Aquarius rather ditches is due to lack off money. A hang for old things is more Scorpio, just like the loose details and the lack off a feeling off luxury that comes from it. It's not like a 90's Scorpio, or a stereotype vampire Scorpio (Which I don't believe in, personally) but a poor one on it's edge off glory. It's poisoned, it's not modern, and we can't afford luxury. But if you believe in a certain timelessness, combined with aging well, Sautéed with almost classic alternative fahion, you got this sense off fashion. And the prickly red lips, plus the lack off over the top off other facial features, we can't say it's Aquarius sparkle that does this. They tried a while with outer space glam, but the people did not catch up on it. They where NOT in for it during this war era with low money. 

I think we will see timeless glam and classic timeless 90's glam the entire decade. It's not going to be very original. We're poor, and glam is a bit out off place here. People even prefer completely ratchet, like many a Scorpio if they had a chance. It's war and crisis that drives most. I think Scorpio rules war, so it's also ruling fashion. It's like pluto turned to a war Scorpio instead off to an Aquarius. Many people did not realize war demands incredible costs, so we can't spend it on other things. Most things I see where already invented. Before the crisis they seemed to be war-thirsty, almost craving it somehow. But now it's there, and I think they look a bit on their nose due to it. War demands a serious attitude with a serious look that comes with it. We can't go all floaty like Aquarius would prefer. It's Scorpio that rules the war closet as far as I can see. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 

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Prediction

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After this very war, after the economics increased, and when Fashion Gothic is completely the thing, my generation is in danger due to drug abuse and violence. A lot off people will die due to over-abuse. It's in the 30's, after this painfull stuff happened. 

'But what if I don't want you to die?' 

Would you stand strong against it? It's a threat. If you're sensitive, you better stay away from that shit. About 1 in 4 will die. But not me, not this left-winged conservato with no social life, or will to miss behave. I know myself, my headache, or fate, or delusions or over medication will kill me, but not drugs. I was never allowed by my mom. I even never smoked. I'm as clean as a glass off water. I'm not even allowed alcohol. Allright, the glass off water you take mental medication with... so I'm not a complete saint, but sober enough. But my generation is filthy and stupid. They are likely to party their balls off and die from over-abuse. And violence, abuse, home violence, the agressive side off our dark generation. It's something to think about. 

I decided never to ever. I might dwell in chocolate. And fashion gothic. If that's suitable. I'm not likely to wear my love for alternative in public, but I did mild fashion gothic some time ago. And the '30's will be full off fashion gothic. I can't help if the big guys finally allow us to wear it. Versace, Chanel, Armani, you know, I can combine being alternative on the inside and a dramatic diva, and become a fashion goth again. While before it was a no go, and other alternatives hated me for fighting Vana, but now officially I'm going to be in fashion. Fabulous, darling! Or maybe they picked an official goth girl for the '30's muse. It's promising, but it has it's dark sides. Like drug and alcohol abuse and free flowing off violence. 'But I don't want you to die, stay sane!' But it's what those suckers do if we finally get free again. How to be a sane fashion goth without Castlefest or Elfia? I decided to distance a bit. I got my past with them. Common sense first! 'And the locals would look strange if their sweetheart turns gothic all at once.' Is what my gut says. Grandparents would not like me to. And this is a place for elders and mental people who think high off me. Just like at school. Forbidden. Uncomfortable with my peers, and I'm not likely to get away with it. After breaking with Vana, I turned to normal people again. It's not too bad, if you don't say you're a witch, and you keep behaving in line. I'm such a pagan witch, but they don't see, and I'm not 'out off the closet.' I think it will help me to keep on behaving well. I have been a witch for ages. Ever since 13 I felt attracted to mom's books. Gothic and lifestyle is just decoration. It's NOT a necessity, though I do things a bit diffrent. The demon that's in me. But it's NOT neccesairily visible. Oldskool witchcraft is not much on the events anymore. It's all a scam for money and gain nowadays. Profit, Mark has nails in his head for money and it's a shame for our true religion. 

It's hard. In my heart I'm a witch, but I'm not much off a people pleaser. And fashion gothic looks so beautifull. But it has it's cons. And over-abuse will be one off these threats in the future which causes our generation to extinct, aside from this war. My visions tell me, about 70 to 80 % off our generation won't have kids. Due to war, poverty and an impossible home market. I don't see it. I see people having kids, but my head tells me diffrent, just like the old spinsters my age from my care takers. They don't have children either. 'Please take a hold on yourself, and take good care off yourself. This world is dark.' 

Allright, that's about it for now- 

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Iron Tail

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We're in a period which they call 'Iron Tail.' In my head, the Iron tail off Uranus in Taurus, ment to defeat anyone too weak for it. 

I heard on the news people in the south off this country are warned the lights will be shut down, due to over-use off energy, and I think we're going to see this phenomenon in all over Western Europe, in the worst case scenario off Iron Tail. From Berlin to Paris, touristic spots will be shut off light at night due to it, like the Brandenburger Tor and the Eiffel Tower. It will happen if we continue over-using energy. 

And the situation will never be so bad and dramatic like this. It's a disaster, and you better stand very firm against it. And it's not over in two years. It's the Iron Tail off the Bull. Just like during World War II, when Uranus was also in Taurus. Please take count off this. Get yourself emergency lights on batteries, and an emergency radio and a phone that keeps on working for this. This period can become terrible. And keep an eye on your money. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 

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Good evening at the 5th off October, 2025.

 Good evening everyone, 

It's been a stormy weekend in The Netherlands. It's still windy and rainy. 

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'It enhances your heart...' Dáár knapt een mannenhart van op... But I never had the chance to actually share it with the right guy. I make the best coffee and soup in town, That's what I claim all the time. I'm the coffee lady, and sometimes I sell pretty good soup to my friend, the retired zookeeper. He asks me all the time. When I'm about to make vegetable soup, and today was for a good portion off cauliflower oven dish with a bowl off low fat strawberry yoghurt. 

I think it helps, he's underfed and low on vitamins. So he can use my food. But it's never for Mr. Right. Still, it's making me happy to improve his health a bit. But having no man is a bit off a miss. It hurts a bit to have a hole in my heart. I'm at that age, but a man is not preferable, and neither is having kids. Economics are too bad. My health sucks, I think I'm about to die all the time. Every morning I wake up after an evening struggling with headaches is a gift. The cramps hurt an incredible lot. It's rotten. Every day, every year is a gift in my opinion. But I struggle and it hurts. But to cook heart enhancing foods keeps me alive, in a wide sense off the word. And help my neighbour. It sets my mind off off things, and we eat. 

'I make the best in town.' I brawl a bit, but it's a joke and they got it. Maybe they even agree. I'm a bit cranky, a bit moody. It's that war-feeling, Autumn and the gloom off this old town. Food keeps me up. I don't mean over-eating, I don't have money for that, but I can cook a well cooked meal, and I enjoy. Despite it's every day food. The World used to be more rich, I wish I would not compare to the old situation all the time, the situation from 5 years ago, when we seemed rich and invincible. But I have to keep up. Though I must admit, sometimes it's even a bit soothing to dwell in that crankyness, I did not know I was capable to feel an emotion like that. So gloomy, so desolate, dealing with bad economics and the weather. And meanwhile I take pictures off my every day food and post them on my Facebook. I like to think I mock Russia that way a bit. They want us to be poor and starve, but I still have healthy foods on my table. 'Look, Moscow, I. still. eat!' Despite prices. It's not luxurious, but compared to the old situation, this is luxury off the day.  And I'm a sick nobody without a job. But I eat healthy food. 

I think Russia should hate me for it. This is what they're after. But I got wartime food. I'm not wealthy. And it's basic. Every 90's dad could tell you this is utmost basic, but it's kinda good. Come to think off it, to have a man and extra mouths to feed would be too much. But selling a mundane portion to a skinny old grandpa does it with this. I sell portions for 5 euro's each. I always say he 'owes up for the minced meat.' In an oven dish, or for soup balls. I make my own soup balls. And this way I can afford beef mince. Prices are expensive for us, on the lower scale off income. But I manage to come round. I try not to be expensive, and a bit giving. Tonight's portion was big, and he got a dessert with it. It enhances a heart. That's what I do if I feel well on a Sunday. 

But this world and being poor, that's why I never got married. And offcourse, my own impossible self. It's a calculation, but I think it's fate. Just like Jupiter in Libra in the Fourth house on the horoscope off the Kingdom off the Netherlands, I'm blessed with the home and doing home work, but I'm not fit for anything outside this place. Mars makes a square in Capricorn, and Venus opposes it in Aries. It's not preferable for work, or wealthy elegance, and forget it with love and romance. But it's the comfort off a home. And I got that. The blessing off a Dutch home. I'm sincerely lucky with it, but love is not in it for me. (I tried to read the Dutch horoscope. It's kinda interesting.) And it's both fortune and faith. I hope that doesn't sound too vague to you. To work with this horoscope chart makes me understand things a bit better. Horoscopes aren't complete gibberish to me. It's what keeps my mind buisy. 

So, that's what's on: The gloom, foods, selling them and the horoscope. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 

Thank you for reading.