The almanac

The reference room.

Two instruments, nothing to fill in. The signs themselves, read side by side; or one person's three signs, woven.

Any two archetypes, side by side: ease, charge, gravity, the myth to ignore, and a question to ask tonight.

The sun is only the engine. The moon is the tide underneath it, the raw self; the rising is the door the world comes through. Weave the three and read why you are not a typical anything.