A Look Inside The Birth Chart—

Let’s start with a poem and a song:

“Roads not for human feet, stairs made of malachites on 

which the thin mists break into shreds, theories leading to

the golden white of immaculate peaks where the 

slope of the sun spreads a ruby glory. The lake lay

silent — blackened in pain, like a lidless eye that

stares forever, like a piece of night caught in

fossilized, sad hands. like the ghosts of a person

cursed forever. they stood looking at each other without

words, but sincerely into the silence that was

drowned out by the song of nature— the witch.” 

- Maria Pawlikowska-Jasnorzewska

Inside the Chart…

Walter Pullen's Simple Delineation, though born from the stark logic of astrology, seems to reach for the invisible threads that connect stars to souls. Like a map drawn not to show roads but the way shadows fall, it outlines the planetary dance in terms so crisp they almost hum with clarity. It does not explain. It reflects. A mirror for the inner world, but clean and cold like the surface of a still lake that hides everything it contains. THEY ARE frameworks, open yet complete, which demand the reader bring themselves fully to the page or the stars to find meaning.