Showing posts with label eigth house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eigth house. Show all posts

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Moon in the 8th

Twisted fascinations.

I can't get enough of taking pictures of things I am utterly repulsed by. It's a compulsion, and thanks to living in my lovely part of town where there is something repellent that happens every day, I am never at a loss... Rushing on my way to make a train to the beach, after over sleeping and missing two ferries, off with no time to spare, this made me stop and back-up:


















The most revolting thing about it, besides that tail, the one intact ear and that expression that seems to be on its face is that I can't even make sense of it: how the tail is by the head and the feet are facing each other. Did it get snapped in half? How? Was it really that gargantuan in size? Is there more than one? ...The grotesqueness is too big to bear.

P.S. By the time I got back almost 11 hours later, it was completely gone--and not because someone cleaned it up, but because there was just that much traffic. (Click on photo for total revulsion.)

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Pluto and the moon in the eighth: the house of death, mystery and transformation

Morbid curiosities.

As a Scorpio, I can't help myself from being intrigued and repulsed by roadkill. Lucky me, in my neck of the woods, there seems to be a high number of animal causalities during the warmer months. This one was particularly disturbing, since in fresh squished form, it looked like it was a pleasantly cute creature. The next day, not so much.

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Click on photo for ultimate revulsion.

(Update: by day three, all evidence was gone.)