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The Wandering Astrologer: the four humors
Every astrologer starts somewhere. Not-true-tales for entertainment only.
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 So, for a while, I sought beauty and fame as my path to truth. I won many beauty pageants in rural Nebraska (I went there because I wanted to win and well, you've seen Nebraska!). Rue Paul was very jealous.
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| At one point, I wanted to be a beauty queen and rapper. That flopped.

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Health conscious from my beauty-pageant-truth-seeker days, I studied Indian and Persian medical thought.
In an exotic land, I discovered the four ancient humours, or body-types. Below I am demonstrating my favorite body type and humor...

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Since I was already familiar with America, I took my imaginary studies to the land of the Jade Emporer.

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 In despair and frustration, I came back to my Western Roots and, well, for a while it made me feel Jung again! But that feeling passed, too...
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I finally discovered the very rigorous training in Medieval Astrology. It offered a practical, hands on approach. If you look at the picture to your left, you will see how tough my training really was. |
My teacher buried me in books. When I finally dug myself out, I realized I had dug too far and was back in the Orient.
Luckily, I had passed my diploma course, so had a little piece of paper identifying me (since I had left my license on my desk). The Chinese helped me to celebrate my graduation, as you can see to the right. Then, they sent me on my way.
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| OLD ASTROLOGERS NEVER DIE ... |
... THEY JUST PROGRESS OFF THE CHARTS. |
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