Shadows of a New Dawn

Greetings, seekers of the shadowed unknown, Today, I pen a journal entry from the edge of my gothic realm, where the past week’s musings linger like ghosts. Born under Virgo’s meticulous gaze on September 16, with a tentative Sagittarius rising, I’ve felt the cosmic pull—yet a memory from my past reshapes my stars. My mother’s sleepless night revealed my birth fell between 7:00 PM and 8:00 PM in Turkey, not the earlier 10:00 AM guess, shifting my rising sign to a likely Pisces, a water sign ruled by Neptune, casting a mystical veil over my Virgo sun.

The week danced with dark inspirations. Christine’s haunted Fury and Beksiński’s dystopian canvases, with their skeletal spires.  I am still purging the images from my phone.  It is amazing how much gothic related images and topics were saved.. The World Discoverer’s sunken hull and Violet Jessop’s triple survival whispered resilience—her life a gothic tide I admire as I balance real estate dreams and a server’s grind. Even the Chapel of the Angel of the Violin, with its silent melodies, strummed a chord of decay and hope. This Pisces lens adds a dreamlike shimmer.

Monday dawns with choices. The week’s astrological hum suggests late summer growth, yet Mercury’s retrogrades warn of delays in deals.  This journal is my unseen thread, weaving ambition with the gothic abyss. As I sift through life’s ruins, I seek balance—land to till, art to ponder, survival to honor.

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