Perseus constellation
Parsuram mandala. Parsuram is also a synonym for Indra. Made up of 29 stars. Perseus constellation, greek hero, son of Poseidon, originally betrothed to Pleiades but rescues & consorts Andromeda.
Also known as Bar-sav (Son of hair)
Alpha – Mirfak – elbow – Kuthara Prishtha
Beta – Algol – the ghoul, monster. Mayavati (the changeful, consort of Mara, the Indian cupid)
Gamma – Algenib/ Al Janab – Side
Rho – Renuka
Xi – Menkib, shoulder
Omicron – Atik, shoulder (of the Pleiades)
This constellation also has a smaller constellation within it.
Caput Medusa – Renuka munda mandala, the head of Medusa.
Stars at Sidereal Zodiac Degree
Capulus
0°19 Taurus
– M34 Perseus. – The light of the sword. Jedi.
Algol
02°18’ Taurus
Beta Perseus. The blinking spirits. Ghoul. Lillith. Mayawati. Geisha. Cupid.
Misam
3°50 Taurus
– Kappa Perseus. Star in the left wrist of Perseus.
Miram
4°51 Taurus
Eta Perseus. Shoulder of Perseus.
Atiks
7°17’ Taurus
– Omicron Perseus – The shoulder of the Pleiades. Hermes / Mercury Sandals for Perseus.
Mirfak
8°13’ Taurus
– Alpha Perseus – Elbow room. The elbow of the Plieadies. Concealed behind Perseus.
Menkib
11°07’ Taurus
– Xi Perseus. A star in the left foot or left ankle of Perseus. The other shoulder of Pleiades.
Triangulum constellation
Trikona mandala. Also known as Deltaton.
Alpha – Ras al Mothallah
Metallah
13°00’ Aries
– Alpha Triangulum. Mothallah. The Mothman to the light.
A coat of quotes and passing poetry
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Why thus longing, thus forever sighing
For the far off, unattained, and dim,
While the beautiful, all round thee lying,
Offers up its low perpetual hymn?
Wouldst thou listen to its gentle teaching, All thy restless yearnings it would still; Leaf and flower and laden bee are preaching.
Thine own sphere, though humble, first to fill.
Poor indeed thou must be, if around thee
Thou no ray of light and joy canst throw,
If no silken cord of love hath bound thee.
To some little world through weal and woe;
If no dear eyes thy fond love can brighten, — No fond voices answer to thine own;
If no brother's sorrow thou canst lighten
By daily sympathy and gentle tone.
Not by deeds that win the crowd's applauses, Not by works that gain thee world-renown,
Not by martyrdom or vaunted crosses, Canst thou win and wear the immortal crown.
Daily struggling, though unloved and lonely,
Every day a rich reward will give;
Thou wilt find, by hearty striving only,
And truly loving, thou canst truly live.
Dost thou revel in the rosy morning,
When all nature hails the Lord of light,
And his smile, the mountain-tops adorning,
Robes yon fragrant fields in radiance bright?
Other hands may grasp the field and forest,
Proud proprietors in pomp may shine;
But with fervent love if thou adorest, Thou art wealthier,—all the world is thine.
Yet if through earth's wide domains thou rovest,
Sighing that they are not thine alone.
Not those fair fields, but thyself thou lovest,
And their beauty and thy wealth are gone.
Nature wears the color of the spirit;
Sweetly to her worshipper she sings;
All the glow, the grace she doth inherit,
Round her trusting child she fondly flings.
"Why thus longing | Harriet Winslow Sewall