Everything is connected.

I am the Aries daughter of a Leo and a Libra.
The Leo is the son of two Libras,
the grandson of
Virgo-Virgo-Cancer-Libra.

The Libra is the daughter of an Aquarius and Gemini,
the granddaughter of
Virgo-Aries-Leo-Leo.

Within five or six generations, 
the entire zodiac will have had a
hand in the making
of me.

Everything is rising. 

Each generation
expands in powers of two, 
slow-motion fireworks,
becoming
a full circle of 
interconnectedness.

I can trace to my 26th great-grandfather,
a Norman invader who fought
at the Battle of Hastings.
Probably an Aries. 

His descendants are an
unknown number. 
The closest reasonable guess
is in the hundreds
of millions. 

Maybe your branches
lead to him too.  
Maybe we share
a trunk. 

Everyone is related.  

The six degrees of separation
only place us in different houses,
not different families.

If I had to guess,
I would say that
you and I
are related
through a Pisces.

The chart of us
is a bewitchment
of mystical
pleasure.

Or maybe we are
A Taurus.  It’s 
The sign of 
When we began.

No matter.

Everyone is connected.  
Somehow.    

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