Controlling nature? Saturn rules your mind

Saturn, the teacher, whispers of duty, of limits. It shapes our minds, a rigid mold, a need for control. We build walls, rules, a fortress against chaos. Each task, a weight, each moment, a test. Perfection, a distant, impossible star. We chase it, driven, yet always fall short. The world, a serious place, devoid of easy joy. We see its flaws, its fleeting nature, and feel a deep, abiding loneliness. Control, a fragile illusion, slips through our fingers. We hold tighter, work harder, yet fear remains. Others seem distant, their emotions a foreign language. We hide our own, lock them away, alone. Can we find balance? Can we soften the edges, let go of the need to rule? The journey is long, the path uncertain, a melancholic acceptance of life’s hard lessons. Yet, perhaps, in this acceptance, a quiet strength resides.