Moon waning crescent 23.0 days, Libra – Air. Time 01:07, planet hours: Mars.
I notice that the same stories are told over and over again. The actors may change, but the story is repeated many times. It is as if there little creativity left in the stories we tell today, for me. But someone younger may not realize this just yet. Before that realization happens everything is new and exciting until you begin to realize that everything is ruled by repetition.
Is the repetitive nature of this reality an obstruction of the expansion of consciousness? Is it artificially forced into stagnation by some conscious or unconscious entity? Does the cyclic nature of our conscious environment pose limitations upon us or are those perceived limitations something that must be overcome? There is far more than what we think we see. The Universe forever was and forever will be. There was no beginning and there is no end. This existence is just a place for us to gather the courage to leave the nest.