Gemini and Dog,with some evidence to say they’re accurate and some to the contrary.
Signs aren’t really my thing. I’m rather rigid with things like that, evidence or my disbelief. Now, perhaps there is some kind of quantum entanglement associated between personality determining factors of individual people and the lines we draw between the vastly distant points of light in the sky, but I sincerely doubt it.
However, I think zodiac/astrology/signs are an interesting concept, and I think that they provide a basis for some identity and values. For example, as a dog I’m supposed to be loyal. I certainly don’t think that’s a bad principle to have.
I don’t buy it, but they’re not a bad thing. If a horoscope says it’s a good day to kill, don’t. If it says you’ll find love, hope as much as the disappointment you can handle.
The other day, I went for a walk in the rain. On this walk, through the old town area, I passed by a park. It’s a small brick paved area between two buildings, with some trees, benches, and such.
Now, as I looked at this location I’ve known my entire life I found myself recalling a relatively recent memory of a time I had sat in this park and cried. This memory did have a person associated with it. However, I’m still on good terms with this person, and I have forgotten the events causing this sadness. Although I do remember crying and being sad, no emotion response is conjured with the memory.
In a pessimistic shade, it shows that even as history falls away and the hurting fades, the pain is remembered. In an optimistic light, time heals all wounds, and I have a functional memory. I’m thinking that it added up to almost nothing. The memory is a record, nothing more or less.