Living with an Aries.
They want to run away constantly.
This you must discourage.
But luckily, they are easily discouraged by delay.
For their nature is to act instantly
or their energies die.
They love little harmless lies and vented on the instant,
though the truth would do as well.
Indulge them in this, resist correcting
the exaggerated versions of stories they tell.
Or saying we, which wrecks the freewheeling image
they like to project.
They are ready for a love affair every two weeks,
pity their discarded lovers, and be glad you are just
in the friend category.
You will last.
You can discourage them in their romantic fallacies
by criticism or better ridicule.
The trouble is, they live or they die
and there is no in between.
Their ambitious plans can succeed
amazingly if they act at once on the instant of conception,
or fail.
But the important thing is, they live by action.
Nothing nothing is more pitiful than a caged--
a crushed Aries or a caged one.
Possess one to your peril and theirs.
Don't be fooled by placidity.
Underneath is a volcano ready to blow its stack.
And if they don't, they develop alarming diseases
that only the movies could invent.
But on the brink of death, will recover miraculously.
Teaching their would-be keepers to let
go, be content to look on their mad head on scramble for doing,
for a kind of life anyone else would consider hell on Earth,
but which suits their natures.
How often can you batter a wall with your head and live?
You uselessly reason with them.
No use.
They will continue until one or the other gives.
So if you love, stand back and let them.
Your only consolation is this, they
will come to you for comfort sometimes.