Aries, Aries Rising
When I was younger I would attract every psychopath within a 30-mile radius, I spent my teens and early twenties wondering why all the blokes I met were mad and bad, then they turned into pussycats purring at my touch. Growling at anybody else who tried to get through their barriers. Once I learned to say
“No thank you, you can’t buy me a drink because you’re probably a psychopath!”
Life did get a bit easier.
You may think I’m this or that but imagine how it is for me to be inside this! It’s difficult, I tippety toe around people daring them to be constant, not wanting to be the one that breaks their hearts, not wanting to be a leader, not wanting to be the one that everyone looks at when I walk into a room.
I didn’t deal the cards I’m just playing the hand I was given, I play well, I may beat you or I may fold, does it really matter?
I never meant to change you, I loved the way you were.
Today I have been listening to my “Aries” CD
Wagner ~ The Ride of the Valkyries
Vivaldi ~ Spring, From the Four seasons
Schumann ~ Traumerel (Dreaming)
Verdi ~ La Donna e Mobile
Delibes ~ Pizzicato from Sylvia
Strauss ~Radetzky March Opus 228
Orff ~ Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi, From Carmina Burana
Holst ~ Mars, the bringer of War, From The Planets Suite