This week's Free Will Astrology
LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22):
A disease has been ravaging the oak trees where I live. One of my favorite hiking trails takes me past a hard-hit area. While a number of the trees in this graveyard are clearly deceased, there are a few in a curious limbo state. At the ends of large rotting branches, straggling bits of green sprout here and there amidst the mostly withered husks of leaves. I wonder if this might serve as a metaphor for the dead part of your life, Libra? Are you being fooled into holding on to false hope by a last-gasp of feeble growth? I suggest it's time to accept the truth.
Denial? Me?
A disease has been ravaging the oak trees where I live. One of my favorite hiking trails takes me past a hard-hit area. While a number of the trees in this graveyard are clearly deceased, there are a few in a curious limbo state. At the ends of large rotting branches, straggling bits of green sprout here and there amidst the mostly withered husks of leaves. I wonder if this might serve as a metaphor for the dead part of your life, Libra? Are you being fooled into holding on to false hope by a last-gasp of feeble growth? I suggest it's time to accept the truth.
Denial? Me?
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If your life had a title this week, it might be something like, "The Correlation Between the Quasi-Newton-Kantovich Methods for the Multiple Solutions of the Nonlinear Operator Equations and the Quadratic Convergence of Primal-Dual Interior Point Degenerate Linear Programming Algorithms." Then again, a more apt title might be, "The Correlation between Patiently Plowing through a Bunch of Boring Nonsense and Getting to the Juicy Reward That's Hidden on the Other Side." Now let me ask you a question, Leo. As you read through the first title, did your eyes glaze over and your attention wane so badly that you wanted to stop reading? If so, you've got to build up your patience muscles. Your imminent future will resemble the structure of this horoscope.
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