it has been a while since
my little self, hidden, felt safe—
beyond comprehension’s schematic structure,
deep within, where all that is
becomes understood.
where your words are felt,
where your expressions cause a melt—
a sudden, radical acceptance.
your self-established mantle of significance…
my little self has lost its worth.

in your eyes,
it matters no more
that human I am, experiencing life
just as you do, just as it flows,
as it nears the ultimate axis—
as winds and tides, as gravity itself.
we are alike in our search for the unfathomable,
a place of serenity,
a longing for love and security.
yet, adamant you remain in your complacency.

it would have been better to die
than to endure
your unraveling, your disarranging—
how your eyes burn with disregard,
exposing your innermost self,
enticing a taste for the misunderstood.
deep within, where all that is—your little self—
remains hidden, untouched by obligation,
playing eternity’s game,
choosing to be too lazy to care.

The pupil of your eye
is like a black hole—
please consume me with your pupil
and make me eternally yours.

Yes, I know
even black holes evaporate.
But fear not,
for I will evaporate with you,
into eternity.

sator
i am still here—
the eternal spark, the constant presence
amidst the whirlwind of thoughts and dreams.
i manifest success, forging my destiny
brick by brick with every cosmic “yes.”

arepo
in the mirror of raw ego and honest reflection,
i transmute every reeking flaw into fragrant power.
from the ashes of past mistakes
i sculpt myself—a masterpiece of perseverance,
refined like the best soaps, emerging renewed.

tenet
i hold fast to my celestial blueprint,
a generator with a capricorn flame,
a leo moon roaring for its rightful spotlight,
each heartbeat an invocation of divine order,
each breath a promise to the stars.

opera
in the theater of creation, i am both director and actor—
my life a symphony of passion and precision.
with every action, every well-earned victory,
i spin the wheel of destiny,
turning obstacles into stepping stones
that lead to realms of boundless light.

rotas
and as the cosmic cycle revolves,
i embrace the sator square’s eternal secret:
what is sown in the heart returns in glory.
i manifest success with every radiant step,
every choice a spiral that brings me closer
to the infinite horizon of my dreams.

i stand as a living constellation,
an alchemist of fate and fervor,
a poet of the universe—
and in this sacred square,
i claim my success,
now and forever.

I am the sum of stars and design,
A Generator in cosmic flow—
Waiting, always waiting to respond
To the universe’s subtle “yes.”

Capricorn sun burns in my chest,
A furnace of duty and ambition,
Forging dreams with meticulous might—
Every moment a brick in my empire of light.

Virgo rising, quiet and precise,
Crafts my path with order and care,
Each detail a whisper of destiny,
A careful dance on the edge of chaos.

My Leo Moon roars with inner fire,
A constant call for warmth and applause—
In every gaze, a longing for the spotlight,
Yet I remain the calm at the storm’s eye.

Venus in Sagittarius sends me on wild quests,
Where freedom and passion entwine in laughter,
Love is an adventure, an open road—
A journey where every scar tells a story.

Mars in Capricorn drives my relentless pace,
A warrior armed with discipline and resolve,
Turning obstacles into stepping stones,
Each challenge a testament to my truth.

Jupiter in Virgo blesses my work,
Not with random luck, but with earned grace—
Every detail polished in the crucible of effort,
Every success a quiet, triumphant sigh.

In my Human Design, the Sacral speaks
With an unwavering gut feeling—
A truth too visceral to be denied,
Guiding me with its pulsating rhythm.

Profile 4/6 whispers of connection and evolution,
From youthful sparks to the wisdom of the crown—
Each phase a masterpiece of becoming,
Each step a stride toward cosmic perfection.

I dwell in my own sacred cave,
Where the tactile world meets inner space,
Grounded in the touch of life’s raw beauty,
While dreams take flight on wings of stardust.

I, Andy Denson—a living constellation,
A mosaic of charts and celestial codes,
Every line a verse, every placement a chorus,
In the symphony of an endless cosmic poem.

And as I breathe in the infinite night,
I stand, a masterpiece of celestial blueprint,
Inviting the world to witness my evolution,
One stellar, deliberate, radiant step at a time.

With in my heart lays a book

A book of our unfinished story

Our love story written within the stars

But the winds never came to turn our pages

We hid our love for others

Never allowed ourselves our desires

Only to lose you to another

Unconnected bridge of unspoken words

The author never wrote our ending

I will not let go of our unfinished love story

So wait for me in our next life

We will write our love story amongst the stars

As we turn our pages

Losing ourselves in our love and passion

Connecting our souls as destined

Our unfinished love story has an ending

-Shelly Ramos

would you walk through a forest fire to keep yourself warm?
would you go into the flames if it's the only know-how?
would you rather leave scathed with burn scars?

you’d seek the heat like an arsonist
you’d burn yourself given the chance
you’d search for light until it dazzled
for all you know, the sun is a star after all