and I have a right to it.
My boundaries have been violated too many times in my life, by both sexual molestation and physical abuse and part of my life's lessons seem to be focused on my need to learn that 1. I have a right to boundaries and 2. an obligation to myself to set and hold those boundaries.
I worked hard and sacrificed much to have my own home, and some quiet and peaceful time in it. I don't think Neptune or any other planetary energy obliges me to allow really negative assholes into my space, any more than I was obligated to allow the stalker at work (or the sex offender who drove me out of my last home) to stick his dick inside me so he would feel included.
I'm not going to tolerate incursions onto my property by alcoholic headcases who have attempted to injure my horses, stolen my tools, left cigarette butts near my *barn* (trying to burn my barn and horse down?) while trespassing, into my life. Oh, and then there was the moose liver he left in his front yard by the road, presumably in an attempt to lure my dogs into the street where they could be killed.
I don't trust his sudden attempts at nicey-nice. He told me 2 years ago a friend of his wants to buy my house -- at total bankruptcy price (half its market value). I don't think I'm obliged to give the last of my life savings to his friend. I sacrificed much to own my home. He can stay the fuck off my lawn and away from me and my furfamily. This is a stupid creep who actually poisoned one of his own dogs. My expectation is that he is up to no good because that is his track record.
Neptune can take its inclusiveness and shove it. I am not obligated to include assholes in my life so they can shit all over it and leave me with a stinkin' steamin' heap of feces in its place. That is all.
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