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Cancerians have such control of imagery, and their moods are so intense, they can make you feel them, too. Their imagination seizes joy and despair, horror and compassion, sorrow and ecstasy, and holds each emotion fast with a retentive memory. Like mirrors and cameras, they absorb images and reflect them faithfully. Every experience is engraved on the heart as a photograph is etched on a negative plate. They never forget any of the lessons life has taught them nor do they forget the lessons history has taught mankind. A Cancerian reveres the past and is usually patriotic to the core. Historical figures intrigue him as much as his own ancestors do. He often collects antiques, old treasures and ancient relics and has an insatiable curiosity about yesterday. Cancer is a sort of mental archaeologist, always digging for more fascinating facts.
I am glad that you read my posts!
I didnāt know that you were of that star sign, by the way. ![]()
The cancerianās also a well of secrecy. People automatically confide their secrets to the crab, but with his sensitive emotions he already knows whatās on their minds. Cancerian compassion is deep and highly intuitive. Thereās hardly a secret he canāt strip naked, if he chooses. Itās a one-way street, however. Heāll eventually soak up all there is to know about you, but youāll never guess his own private thoughts. He guards his inner feelings carefully from prying eyes. The typical Cancer person doesnāt like to discuss his personal life, but heās delighted to hear about yours, as his lunar imagination lets him easily guess the parts you leave out. Cancer seldom judges, however. He simply gathers, absorbs, reflects.
@Abd while not everything is accurate Iām starting to feel exposed lol. Can you do all signs? I want to understand Sagittarius better. Gor some reason those people can be hard for me to connect to. I have people I love and people I never want to deal with again that are Sagittarius.
I actually want to do all signs, and pretend to want to know everybody better. ![]()
Oh my, Iām a Sagi myself.
But hang on! ![]()
Although the crab gives back emotions like a mirror, he wonāt give up tangible things without a struggle. Take a stroll along any beach and observe the habits of the real crab. When he grabs an object (and make sure itās not your big toe), heāll hang on for dear life. Heād rather lose a claw than let go. If the crab does sacrifice a claw, he grows a new one, so he can grab hold once more with the same tenacity; and let that be a lesson to you when youāre trying to get a Cancerian to give up something he or she really wants. Cancer will never relinquish a treasured object, and that can range all the way from a beloved friend or relative to a title or a positionāfrom an old tintype photo to a pair of frazzled house slippers, with the soles half worn away.
While youāre still on the beach, take a few more notes on the customs of the real crab. The way he walks, for instance. If his eye is on that big toe, heāll never come forth directly and head for your foot. First, he moves backward a few paces. Then he moves sideways. Suddenly, without warning, he crawls to the other side. He always appears to be moving in the opposite direction. But heās watching every second. If that delicious toe starts to get away from him, heāll move straight forward, and youād better run if you donāt want those claws to dig in. He means business when he sees he has a chance of losing the morsel he covets. The human crab imitates these tactics precisely. Cancerians never go directly after what they want. Their strategy is to move in every direction but straight ahead. Theyāll play this shifting game indefinitely, until it looks as if someone else is about to grab the prize. Then the cards are played quickly and cleverlyāCancer lunges forward, takes hold firmly, and refuses to let go.
They behave much the same way when it comes to generosity and giving. Cancerās heart is too soft not to be touched by someoneās need. He truly cares and he wants to help. But heāll sit back cautiously and wait to see if thereās anyone else who might move in first. Why should he foolishly squander his time or money if it is not necessary? When all other sources fail, when no other help shows any sign of materializing, Cancer will rescue the struggler at the last minute. Heāll let you go down twice, but heāll save you just before you submerge the third time. Heās too kind to watch you drown, but heās certainly not going to get all wet if thereās a life guard around, or if it looks as if you can swim to shore yourself. Itās self-preservation, not selfishness or unkindness. The crabās heart is soft at the core, under his hard, conservative outer shell. But thereās just so much of his time, his money and his emotions he has to give, and he chooses to distribute each wisely. His eventual gesture will often be grand and generous. Yet, in his mind, itās only sensible to watch and wait before plunging. No one could accuse him of being impulsive.
Its Barnum Effect, not Cold Reading.
Since he pasted the LoTR,
let me paste about Barnum Effect:
The Barnum effect is a psychological phenomenon where individuals believe general, vague statements like those in a horoscope are accurate descriptions of their unique personality
. This happens because horoscopes are written to be broadly applicable, and people tend to interpret them favorably and as if they are personally tailored, especially when delivered by a trusted source. This effect can be reinforced by confirmation bias, where people focus on the parts that fit and ignore what doesnāt.
How the Barnum effect applies to horoscopes
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Vague and general statements: Horoscopes use broad phrases like āYou may like a little change in your life,ā which can apply to almost anyone.
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Personal interpretation: Individuals interpret these general statements as if they are specific to their own lives and unique circumstances.
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Favorable information: People are more likely to accept positive feedback about themselves, which is common in horoscopes.
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Belief in authority: The perceived authority of the source, such as a respected publication or person, increases the likelihood of believing the information.
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Confirmation bias: People tend to remember and focus on the parts of the horoscope that seem to be true while downplaying or ignoring the parts that are not.
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Reduced uncertainty: In times of stress or uncertainty, people may be more inclined to accept guidance from a source like a horoscope to reduce their anxiety.
Thanks for clarifying!
I like to refer to it as āāpositive reinforcementāā too.
When the cancerian does make a move, heāll want some sort of track record behind himāor behind you. The crab carefully calculates his actions on experiences, either his own or someone elseās. He needs the strength of an accepted precedent or the assurance of financial security as a foundation. He fears going it alone without such an insurance policy, which is why most of his ventures are successful and each final move a coup de grace, executed with finesse. Naturally, Cancerians will seldom stumble into deep holes in the dark. With a fiery Moon sign, or a fire sign on the ascendant, he may gamble on an occasional maneuver, but if he fails, heāll be miserable about going against his own better inner judgment. Leo or Sagittarius influences may have driven him to act, but when he falls back on his own Sun sign after defeat, misery sets in. Cancer tends to brood over mistakes instead of shrugging off bad luck and trying again, and it will be some time before he takes another chance.
Male or female, the Cancerian loves his home with a respect bordering on reverence. No devout high priest of ancient times ever considered his altar more sacred than Cancer considers the place where he hangs his old hat. Youāre liable to notice a sampler on his wall with the words, āThereās No Place Like Home, Be It Ever So Humble.ā (Yes, I know the verse is backwards, but his little girl made it at school, and to him itās a masterpiece, a pearl beyond price. Admire it often.) His home is where he plays, lives, loves, dreams and feels safe. Though he may travel over half the earth in connection with his career, no Cancer person is ever quite happy without a hearth to call his own. Sometime make a point of noticing the expression on the face of a crab who has just returned home from a long trip. Pure ecstasy.
Yes, my younger brother once hanged a beautiful metal encasement for the word āFamilyā in his parentsā first new temporary non-rental of a house. ![]()
Might not be a popular take here but I believe the astrology signs and related are demonic and opening doors/allowing access to foul spirits if youāre entertaining it or participating in it.
@llacey414 yes I agree with you. I take it as fictional entertainment
No matter how much money he piles up in reserve, Cancer never feels really secure, and no matter how much love he gets, he always needs more. His emotions never let him become sure enough to relax completely. Heās always piling up tangibles against some imaginary future disaster. Some Cancerians actually stockpile food of all kinds under their beds. It keeps away those nightmares. You may think thatās stretching the truth, but when was the last time you looked under a Cancerās bed? If you donāt find the canned foods there, look on the closet shelves. You may find two dozen cans of paprika and twenty-eight boxes of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese he bought on sale in 1983. Whatās he saving it for? Donāt ask ridiculous questions. There might be a famine someday. Heās prepared. (Noah must have been born in July. The flood didnāt catch him with his rudders down, either.) Why doesnāt he use all that paprika and all those breadcrumbs? The answer to that one raises another question. Why doesnāt he use those fourteen pairs of new pajamas and the seven dozen cashmere scarves heās been given over the years as gifts? Theyāre still in the original tissue paper. Who knows? Maybe heās planning to wrap them around the animals to keep them warm when the next flood comes. Could be. He thinks that far ahead, and he remembers yesterdayās catastrophes vividly, even if he wasnāt there.
Youāll often find the Cancerian on the water. If heās not swimming, heās water-skiing or at the very least, wading. Unless thereās some definite planetary affliction in his natal chart that makes him fear the waves, heāll usually be found spending most of his leisure time on a beach. Lots of Cancer people own their own boats. Heād much rather have a trim little ship he can escape to than a dozen color television sets and fifty limousines. Some crabs have fabulous yachts, but even if itās a rowboat or a canoe, heāll blissfully row, paddle or steer it to happiness. Itās as though the Cancerian has a special, private dream thatās been lost out there somewhere in the deep waters, and he keeps seeking it. Over half the crabs you meet will be weekend sailors. Maybe itās the moon and the tides calling him. Whatever it is, heās never as moody when heās happily walking his own deck in the tennis shoes he bought when he graduated from college. (Donāt ever suggest that he buy new ones. Thereās one thing you have to understand about these people. If itās old, it has value. If itās new, itās suspect.)
Cancerian emotions can be stronger than the physical body. Worry and apprehension can make him ill, and cheerfulness can make him well. Often, he fears financial collapse or the loss of someone he needs emotionally. If his security is threatened, either at the bank or in his heart, he can fall into a depression which unconsciously courts sickness or accident. His active imagination can be morbid enough to turn a minor illness into a grave or chronic one. When he gets gloomy, he responds poorly to positive statements. Then heās apt to think youāre unkind for not sympathizing with him. But sympathy is the last thing Cancer needs when heās sick, never mind what he says. If he grows melancholy about fearsome possibilities, he invites real trouble, and heāll take twice as long to get well.
The most vulnerable areas are the chest or breast region, the knees, kidneys, bladder and skin. The head and face areas are also sensitive, as are the stomach and the digestive system. Cancerians practically invented ulcers. But those who keep serene, and who call on their marvelous sense of humor to see them through their moods, can easily stay well until a ripe old age. If they get a firm grip on happiness and refuse to let go, the crabs have the power to cling to life with the same tenacity that they cling to those old newspapers and pot holders. Cheerfulness, optimism and laughter, taken daily in large doses, will keep their minds and bodies healthy. As Cancer imagines himself to feel, so shall he actually feel. No other sign is so prone to let negative thoughts bring on illness, yet no other sign can create such miracles of self-healing. Itās a strange contradiction, and it would immensely benefit all Cancerians to ponder it.
Lots of Cancer people have very green thumbs. They produce some beautiful gardens that are tended and watered with loving care. Most of them also have very green savings accounts, which they cultivate with the same devotion. Money clings to Cancer, and they like the feel of it, so they allow it to cling. They spend frugally, to say the very least. Even with impulsive influences in the natal chart, Cancer will keep a few dry bills aside for a rainy day. If he tells you heās broke, he means heās down to his last few thousand. To him, thatās a desperate situation. No one is a more capable manager of funds than the crab (although Taurus, Capricorn or Virgo may run a close second). Heās an expert at accumulating cash and making it grow like the trees and flowers he plants. It will seldom dwindle in his tenacious hands or run through his shrewd fingers, and you wonāt catch him tossing bundles of it out the window for the sheer joy of getting rid of it. His generosity is exceeded only by his caution. Cancerian John D. Rockefeller, Sr. probably thought he was being wickedly extravagant when he handed out all those dimes to small children; it tickled him to go on such a wild spending spree and teach economy at the same time. Still, the crab will share whatever he has willingly when someone he likes or loves is in real need. A child will never fail to move him to part with cash, but heāll come down hard on a grocer who overcharges him two cents on a can of beans.
Food somehow represents security to Cancerians. If Old Mother Hubbard had been born in July, she would never have recovered from finding the cupboard bare. Whether he actually eats it or not, the crab feels safer when the larder is full and overflowing. Just talking about food brings a rosy glow to his expressive face, and stories of starvation will actually horrify him. Cancerians care deeply about the hungry, and they feel a responsibility toward every empty stomach in the world. (The noted mathematician-astrologer Carl Payne Tobey once pointed out that Cancerian Nelson Rockefeller campaigned in supermarkets with the political slogan, āHe Cares.ā) Wasting food is a crime to Cancer. Youāll get all the second helpings you want, but be sure you clean up the plate.
Thereās a strong maternal instinct in both sexes. Theyāre always trying to stuff hot food into you, or bundle you up against the damp, night air. Cancerians baby their friends and loved ones and hover over them protectively. Itās hard to tell which stirs the lunar emotions more deeplyāchildren, food or money.
The crabās sensitive nature is covered with a hard shell, and heās wise enough to avoid the stormy seas. Half the time he lives on dry land, the other half in deep waters. He wears the luminous, pale gold and shimmering colors of moonlight, and hides his powerful emotions behind the pale green, mauve and lavender tints of modesty.
Thereās a touch of moon madness in every Cancerian. He knows a wild and secret place where two lilies and seven white roses grow among the iris. Sometimes the memory of this faraway garden causes him to explode with laughter. Now and then it causes him to weep with sadness. Cancer patiently gathers the emeralds, pearls and moonstones carelessly dropped in the sand by others, as he waits for the tides to wash his silver dreams ashore.