Tag: Rahu
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Is Destiny Truly Ours to Shape?
Is life prewritten, or do we carve our own path? Astrology suggests both fate and free will exist. The stars may set the stage, but choices define the story. A birth chart is a blueprint. It reveals strengths, struggles, and karmic debts. The Ascendant shapes identity. The Moon whispers past wounds. The Sun fuels purpose.…
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Headaches & migraines? Sun-Rahu clash is a warning
The Sun radiates clarity, purpose, and strength. It rules over the conscious self, guiding thought and action. But when Rahu intrudes, confusion reigns. A storm brews within the mind. Pressure builds, throbbing and unrelenting. Rahu distorts the Sun’s steady light. Its restless energy disrupts balance. Thoughts race, tangled in uncertainty. The mind fights for focus…
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Obsession fades when Rahu’s illusion lifts
Rahu’s phantom dance, a whispered plea. We chase the mirage, wild and free. Illusions shimmer, a tempting gleam. We build our castles, in a fevered dream. The world’s a stage, where shadows play’. We seek our fortune, come what may. Yet every prize, it fades to dust. And leaves us hollow, filled with rust. We…
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Fixated on someone? Rahu loves illusions
Rahu’s shadow falls, a longing’s art. We fixate now, with aching heart. Illusions bloom, a tangled thread. We seek a soul, that’s long since fled. Desires rise, a constant plea. We chase a ghost, we long to see. Reality fades, a distant shore. We build our dreams, and ask for more. We cling to hope,…
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Mind stuck on loops? Rahu won’t rest
Rahu’s shadow falls, a restless plight. Thoughts churn and swirl, both day and night. Desires rise, a constant plea. We seek a truth, eternally free. Past echoes haunt, a looping strain. We build our walls, against the rain. Illusions weave, a tangled snare. We chase the phantoms, everywhere. We cling to dreams, that fade away.…
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Manipulative streak? Rahu’s shadow at work
Rahu’s shadow descends, a subtle art. Illusions weave, desires impart. We seek to bend, to shape, to sway. Others’ minds, in subtle play. Charm masks intent, a hidden sting. We read their hearts, their fragile things. And use their trust, a cruel embrace. To claim our goals, to leave no trace. Reality blurs, a twisted…
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Obsessed much? Check Rahu’s grip on you
Rahu, a shadow, whispers of endless want. It paints illusions, a thirst that never quenches. We chase phantoms, wealth, power, love, yet find only emptiness. This grip, unseen, steers us, a subtle, cruel compulsion. No joy lasts; each prize fades, leaving only a hollow ache. We manipulate, deceive, driven by this restless hunger. The world…
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New routine? Blame Rahu for sudden shifts.
A shift appears. Sudden, unplanned. Is it fate? Or a shadow’s touch? Vedic texts speak of Rahu. The north node, a disruptor. Not blame, but cosmic truth. Rahu stirs deep desires. Hidden longings surface now. Comfort zones are shattered. New selves emerge slowly. A new routine forms. A mirror shows hidden truths. Shifts match Rahu’s…