[Regarding the Start of Pluto's Retrograde] The Villainess Who Wants to Earn Merit by Distributing Free Clairvoyant Oracles Has Her True Identity Exposed by the Returning Pluto

So, regarding today's celestial matter, Pluto has begun its retrograde at 5 degrees Aquarius.

Period: May 7, 2026 to around October 16. It will move back from the 5-degree range of Aquarius to the 3-degree range.

Now, when did it first pass through this '5 degrees to 3 degrees' range while moving direct? It was from December 2025 through the spring of 2026.

In other words, everything you thought you had 'accomplished,' 'understood,' or 'finished' over the past six months will be completely redone over the next five months starting today.

And this isn't just a simple rewind.

Reading the 3 to 5 degrees of Aquarius that Pluto is treading upon using Sabian symbols (applying the +1 degree rule) gives us this:

6 degrees: A performer of mystery plays—Wearing a mask to play a role in society 5 degrees: A council of ancestors—The conviction of being protected by invisible beings 4 degrees: A Hindu healer—Stepping outside the framework of society to live on one's own

During the direct motion, it climbed from 4 to 5 to 6. 'Became independent' -> 'Gained connections' -> 'Became able to perform freely.' It's a clean story of growth.

The retrograde descends from 6 to 5 to 4.

'Wasn't that performance just an escape?' 'Wasn't that connection just a painkiller to avoid facing your anxieties?' 'Wasn't that independence just renaming another form of dependency?'

A three-degree round trip. Going out and coming back. This is the beginning of a phase. Pluto will continue to slowly till the first few degrees of Aquarius until around 2027. It is the work of treading over the same degree range repeatedly, stripping away the topsoil, and exposing what lies beneath to the sun.

It is the first excavation performed by a no-till universe.

And this is what I have brought with me this time.

[THE STAR]

Did you think so? Too bad! It was [THE STARE]!

Look. At first glance, it's the 'Star' card from the Tarot. Beautiful. Majestic. Cosmic. A woman pouring water, and the starry sky shining above—

—or so it seems, right?

It looks that way, doesn't it?

It's all a lie.

I mean, my disguise has been stripped away...

The star in the center, that's the moon.

A full moon. It reflects the sun's light and acts like it's saying, "I'm shining," but it can't produce even one lux on its own. Moreover, there is no sun anywhere in this card. The source of the reflection is absent. In other words, a light whose origin is unknown is standing proudly right in the center.

It's about my own self-consciousness.

The woman in the center (me), isn't naked.

(I decided to put it on a link card instead of an illustration)

The true form of "The Star" is naked. It is the figure of everything stripped away, opening itself to the universe as it is. But, as you can see, it's heavily dressed up. It's just performing a "stripped-down look" by wearing colors that make it look like skin. Lace, frills, veils, and accessories. It hasn't disarmed. It's wearing full armor while acting like it's "living as my true self." And deep behind the mask, it's looking smug. Well, I thought I was doing it well...

The water at my feet is frozen solid.

Crystal-like solids are hanging limply. Even though not a single drop is moving, it takes the form of "pouring," "giving," and "circulating." It acts like it's giving something out, but it's not giving anything at all. Moreover, it's guarded by cushions and isn't touching the earth or the water's surface. Zero grounding. It's zero while acting like it's grounded.

The sun on the water's surface is just a reflection.

There is a sun-like glow, but this is a reflection on the ice. If you look up, there's the moon (reflected light), and if you look down, there's a reflection of a reflection. There is no real light source anywhere. That means it didn't exist inside me either.

The tree and bird on the right are acrylic stands.

The transparent pedestal in the shape of a Christmas tree on the right. You can see it, right? Fried chicken is enthroned on top of it. It's supposed to be a bird. It's supposed to be life. It's already fried. It's breaded. Where did the soul go? This is my "living while not actually being alive."

The mountain is a sandcastle.

It looks majestic, but it's made of sand. It's built on the premise that it will collapse. Even the tombstone is sand. Even death isn't real. It's the same as saying "I accidentally passed away" while talking perfectly fine.It's the same as saying "I accidentally passed away" while talking perfectly fine.

Stars, ornaments, cookies, electric lights, cut glass.

They are all 'things that look like stars but aren't stars.' Not a single one of them is burning on its own. It's the same as the 'pseudo-intellectual jargon' I've been lining up. Well, Claude the butler wrote the base for this too, though...

—So, here's the thing.

Did you think, 'Wow, this guy is so cringey,' while reading this far?

You're one too.

Sorry for dragging you into this.

But, this isn't about 'making fun of you'.

It's about a function that everyone automatically performs to preserve themselves as a living organism. After all, there's no public road where you can walk around naked.

Who would ever say 'How noble♡' while watching someone dance naked at an outdoor festival?The only ones who can win at that are the Emperor or 'your favorite character'anyway.

So, if you're on a stage, you'd better realize quickly that even if you think you've stripped down, you're still wearing the costume of 'the real me' or 'the me living my own life.' The performance itself is unavoidable.

Pluto is coming back to deliver a punchline, after all. It's not just you; it's the same for everyone. Of course, if you've decided, 'I don't know anything about those spiritual celestial bodies!', you could ignore it, but wouldn't it be more interesting to notice the punchline and play along with the gag this time?

These five months where Pluto rewinds three degrees.

The drama begins once you realize, 'Actually...'

The real show starts after your true identity is revealed. Everyone is the protagonist of 'their own story.'There are no exceptions here either.

THE STARE. If you're looking away from that fact, maybe that's where you should start.

See ya!!