My astrological sign is, of course, Homunculus (the Grape).
Like all Homunculons, I have a great love of pastry, lying down and mortgages. But, hey, don’t be fooled by the rocks that I’ve got. When Jupiter is rising, I, quite literally, love to go disco dancing with some of my young chums. Being Grapien, I love too easily and eat too hard. I a man of means, but by no means am I king of the road. I’m a prince at the max.
Yes, it’s safe to say that the random alignment of stars in the sky affects every aspect of humanity’s struggle. Apart from the bits that God is in charge of, of course.
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