You mean to enter light and an undertow shoves you from below, wrenching the gesture sideways. Pluto, the force that digs and demands a reckoning, pulls crosswise against the threshold where you appear in your chart, and the grinding leaves a raw intensity. Try to present yourself plainly and some of your depth leaks out as control or suspicion, so the other stiffens before they know why. From that grating you learn to dial the voltage down: to let the power cross the sill without bearing down on the room. The presence is earned here death by death, burning off the heaviness you do not need so you stop unsettling people at the door.
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