This is a topic that always interested me. So you can post about your favorite star signs here if you want to.
CANCER the Crab
June 22nd through July 23rd
He thought he saw an Albatross
That fluttered round the lamp:
He looked again, and found it was
A penny-postage-stamp.
“You’d best be getting home,” he said,
“The nights are very damp.”

How to Recognize CANCER
“I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid.
because I’m not myself, you see.”
“Oh, my fur and whiskers!”
It is this, it is this that oppresses my soul.
The best time to hunt for human crabs is by the light of the silvery moon. It’s usually easier to recognize them at night, when they’re all dressed up to go dreaming, wrapped in vivid imagination. Moonlight becomes them beautifully. It goes with their many moods, and it matches their changing emotions.
@Abd I’m a cancer. ![]()
Me too! I am also very moody and a homebody!
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My younger brother was a Cancer too. I pray that he is a better version thereof now, wheresoever he may be. ![]()
You’ll gather lots of clues to the Cancerian nature by doing some moon-gazing on a clear night in the country. It may be hard to see it through the smog in the city, but you can always study an almanac. Notice the moon’s changing shape and appearance. As it waxes and increases in light, it slowly grows into a perfect, round ball in the sky. When it wanes, it gradually disappears, so there’s nothing visible but a thin sliver of light with a faint, silver shimmer.
The Cancerian’s passing moods are synchronized to the moon, answering to the same mysterious lunar influence that causes the tides of the ocean to flow in and out. Yet, the moon doesn’t really change at all. It just seems to. Likewise, the Cancerian remains the same person through all his fluctuating highs and lows. Such dependable periodicity—constant in its inconstancy—makes the crab easy to recognize, once you know the phase he’s in when you see him.
You may first come across him when he’s laughing the “crazy lunar laugh.” It’s inescapably contagious. It runs up and down the scales with a deep, throaty undertone. It giggles and gurgles, then finally erupts in a loud cackle that sounds exactly like two hundred hens laying two hundred perfect eggs. In his life-of-the-party mood, you’ll have no trouble finding the Cancerian. He’ll be the funniest one in the room, a laugh a minute. If he’s not performing himself, then he’ll be grinning at someone else’s antics. No one likes a joke better than Cancer, and his funny side is all the more startling when it pops up so incongruously from his normally quiet, gentle personality. Lunar humor runs deep. It’s never shallow or superficial, because it stems from the sensitive observation of human behavior. Cancer may not wear his lunar laugh every day, but he can always dig it out of his old trunk in the basement at a moment’s notice.
It is interesting to note that the astrological signs in the Zodiac begin just as the Scriptural new year does (Exod. 40:2; Num. 9:1-5; Enoch 71): in the spring, around the vernal equinox (March 20-21).
In Scripture, New Year’s day (March 17) is the day following the spring equilux in the northern hemisphere, i.e. the day of equal daylight and darkness in Jerusalem (typically March 16).
Today, March 17 is celebrated as “St. Patrick’s Day” in Ireland, which is really the Patriarch’s Day, and a direct reference to Jeremiah the Bible Prophet, the Patriarch (Ollamh Fodhla) who brought king Zedekiah’s daughter (Teia Tephi) and the “two hostages” (The Ark of The Covenant and Jacob’s Pillar-Stone) from Jerusalem via Tanis, Egypt to Ireland, arriving on the 18th of June in 583 B.C. The date connects Jerusalem to Ireland, the latter of which is part of “the isles afar off” (the British Isles - Jer. 31:10).
It is no accident that there are 12 months in the year, and 12 astrological signs of the Zodiac, as both are meant as reminders of the 12 sons of Jacob/Israel, i.e. the 12 tribes of Israel. These reminders are everywhere, e.g. 12 hours on a clock face, 12 inches in a foot, 12 jurors on a jury, 12 pennies to a shilling and a dozen, a word specifically for used to describe 12 as a standard unit of measurement, e.g. roses, eggs, donuts, etc.
@Abd oh my goodness. I wish you could hear my laugh in person.
People either love it or hate it.
@AFreeman thank you for that information! It is fascinating. I love how it ties in with the Bible. Just yet again showing how Satan turns good into evil.
@Mandeep845 I am a homebody too. So much more so after the pandemic. Almost like it reinforced that side of me. I will look for any excuse to stay home.
But I do like being around people that I love.
This is COLD READING. Cmon
@paulo you’re probably right ![]()
For the record, I am copy pasting for my own enlightenment from Linda Goodman. ![]()
Linda Goodman was a New York Times bestselling American astrologer and poet. She wrote the first astrology book to make the New York Times Best Seller list.
Here, she talks about George Bush, Ronal Reagan, Bob Hawke, John Howard, Bert Newton and more. in this interview on the Bert Newton Show from 01 May, 1989.
Thanks for commenting!
Cold reading has two main meanings: it can refer to the act of reading a text aloud for the first time with little to no rehearsal, a common practice for actors or students. Alternatively, it can describe a technique used by mentalists, psychics, and fortune-tellers to gather information about a person by making high-probability guesses based on observation and general statements.
About Mrs. Linda Goodman
Born: April 9, 1925, United States
Died: October 21, 1995 (age 70 years), CommonSpirit Penrose Hospital, Colorado Springs, Colorado, United States
Children: Sally Snyder, Michael Goodman, Jill Goodman, Bill Snyder
Parents: Mazie McBee, Robert Stratton Kemery
But the real question is “Should we be calling Saul”?
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I dunno, but yes, you should watch Better Call Saul, as it’s critically acclaimed for its storytelling, character development, and acting, and is often considered one of the best shows ever made. While it’s a prequel to Breaking Bad, it stands on its own and can be enjoyed without having seen the original series, though it is improved by seeing Breaking Bad first to avoid missing references and callbacks.
I am glad and looking forward to it! ![]()
Continuing our Cancerian nostalgic remembrance:
These people don’t pant after the spotlight like the extroverted Leos or clownish Sagittarians, but Cancerians have an uncanny sense of publicity, when it pleases them to be noticed. Don’t let that unassuming manner fool you. They secretly enjoy attention, and they’ll soak up any headlines they get. You won’t find Cancer pursuing fame with passion (he pursues nothing with true passion), but he certainly won’t shrink from it. He’s far more likely to bask in the reflected glow of applause than to run away. Cancer may hide from things, but you can be sure that appreciation is not one of them.
If you’re the kind of person who catches cold easily, wear your raincoat when you expose yourself to the dampness of a Cancerian in a melancholy mood. He can wrap you in wet blankets until you shiver and shake. Cancer can turn bluer than an inkwell, and drown you in depression deeper than the floor of the ocean. His fears are usually well covered by the nutty lunar humor, but they are always with him, haunting his days and nights with a vague sense of nameless dangers, lurking in the shadows. Pessimism is never far away, always ready to spoil those beautiful flights of fancy. A Cancerian can take the dreamiest trips to the stars on the gossamer wings of his imagination, if he learns to ignore that harping inner voice which keeps nagging him and warning him he might get lost in outer space. But until he learns to conquer his fears, they form his Achilles’ heel, and they hurt every time he starts to fly too high.
His tears are never crocodile tears. They flow from the deep rivers of his fragile and vulnerable heart. You can wound his sensitive feelings with a harsh glance or a rough tone of voice. Cruelty can bring on brimming eyes or a complete withdrawal. (It’s an odd thing that Cancerians seldom get fevers; they’re more likely to suffer from the chills.) It won’t be easy to spot the crab in this mood, because when he’s hurt, he disappears into reproachful silence. Sometimes, he can retaliate with an almost scorpion revenge, but he’ll usually do it secretly, seldom openly with the Scorpio’s fine contempt for consequences. Most of the time, however, he’ll turn away from getting even, content to hide under his protective shell. Once you’ve wounded him, you can poke at him with a sharp stick for days afterwards and not reach him. He won’t answer his phone, his doorbell or his email. In the midst of uncertainty, despair and sadness, Cancer people seek retreat and solitude. Just like real crabs.
Abd is a bot?
Seems SO i.a.
@Abd that was a fun read. ![]()
i.a. stands for?
Wow spot on for me. I am pessimistic, moody and sensitive. What a catch! Lmao
That’s another mood Cancerians have. Crabby. The person who gave you a cranky answer when you asked for the time, the one who nearly snapped your head off when you asked him to pass the salt—was probably a Cancer person going through one of his occasional crabby spells that makes him hate the world. He’s not angry with you. He’s disappointed with life. He’ll get over it, and be his own sweet, gentle and understanding self when the moon changes. Consult the daily paper for the next quarter, or wait until the tides come back in.
There are two basic Cancer types. The first kind has a handsome round face, soft skin, a wide, grinning mouth, almost circular eyes, rather a baby-faced look. Think of the man in the moon. That’s a perfect image. The second type is more common. The unmistakable “look of the crab” is immediately noticeable in the face. You’ll see a fairly large skull, an overhanging brow and high cheekbones. The brows themselves will seem to knit together in a sort of permanent frown which, strangely, isn’t offensive, but rather interesting. There’s a pronounced lower jaw, and the teeth are either prominent or irregular in some way. The eyes are small and usually far apart. Sometimes you’ll see a Cancerian who combines both the lunar face and the crab face but each is so distinctive that, even when they’re blended, it’s easy to recognize them as Moon people, born under the sign of the crab. Some of them are indisputably plump, but the great majority have a strikingly bony structure. The arms and legs may be extra long in proportion to the rest of the body. The shoulders will be broader than average, and often the hands and feet are either unusually tiny or quite large. Most Cancerians are a little top heavy, and they waddle slightly when they walk fast. Whether the body is plump or wiry, the women will usually wear a sweater size considerably larger than the skirt size. Or they’ll be absolutely flat-chested. Either way, this particular characteristic is quite marked. There is never a middle ground for this part of the anatomy with female crabs.
All lunar people have enormously expressive features. A thousand moods play fleetingly across their faces in the course of a conversation. Do you know someone who sometimes cackles wildly, then weeps despondently,—who occasionally snaps at you irritably, and then hides when you hurt him? Does he normally treat you with gentle consideration? If he’s gruff, yet kindly, a fascinating conversationalist with deep wells of creative imagination, that person was probably born in late June or July.






