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Elon Musk expands on SpaceX BFR and future Mars Colonization

As a rational individual, somewhat pragmatic I have tendency to brush aside unsubstantiated claims, perhaps Academic in me, tends to question things if they seem too good to be true.

However, when it comes to Elon Musk and SpaceX, I must admit my guarded optimism gives way to confidence, call it reversed Hawthorne effect.  

However, there are reasons to be optimist, at least the future SpaceX and Elon Musk are presenting.

Where is your Mars?

Mars in the 1st House: Powerful personality, forward in actions, competitive individuality. Mask of motivation and confidence.

Mars in the 2nd House: Got those quality shoes or speakers. Had the same goals since they were 12. Aggressively chasing financial security.

Mars in the 3rd House: Know-it-all or smarta@&. Quick on their feet. Always has input. Brave words. Aggressive intelligence.

Mars in the 4th House: You better step off when it comes to family. Their house is the holidays spot. Family jealousy can run deep.

Mars in the 5th House: Obvious energetic drive, making money or waves with their pastimes. Red romance. In touch with inner child’s spark.

Mars in the 6th House: Harda$@ worker. Scolds you for not taking care of yourself, doesn’t disclose their health. High-strung perfectionist.

Mars in the 7th House: Independent at heart. Don’t want no scrub. Love can be an adventure. Has frustrating desires and dynamics. Takes action in relationships.

Mars in the 8th House: Boosted libido. Flames in their heart. Life path of a Phoenix. Dominating in investments or sly in financial influence.

Mars in the 9th House: That person debating beliefs. Desire to spread joy, especially as laughter. Mars is feeding their luck with combustion.

Mars in the 10th House: Workaholic. Always has a nice presentation. Doesn’t need sleep. Can’t comprehend the irresponsible.

Mars in the 11th House: Part of that service sorority/frat. Humanitarian vibes. Has FOMO. Networking good luck charm. Understands the group.

Mars in the 12th House: Passive energies for some, manipulative energies for others. Intense secrets that others might want to uncover.

what kind of people turn me on? (mars through the signs)

mars in aries: fiery, spontaneous people who aren’t afraid of becoming a
hurricane in their self-expression. people who will pull me out of inertia
and rock my world
mars in taurus: steady, sensuous people who take their time& suck the pleasure out of every moment. people who will calm me down with both their voice and their silence
mars in gemini: people buzzing with nervous energy, thirsty for information and
for stimulation. people who will challenge my mental patterns&keep me entertained for hours with their conversation
mars in cancer: introverted people with a rich inner world. people who will
make me feel noticed& cared for and who will challenge my assumptions about
human emotions and subjectivity
mars in leo: kings& queens who shine on their stage of choice with sustained
creative power. people who will give it their all to make me feel appreciated
& loved
mars in virgo: the quiet ones who sit in the shadows& dissect everything they see with knife-sharp diligence and wit. people who see me as I truly am& who anchor me down to earth with their practicality
mars in libra: people who understand and respect the careful order of the universe& its many perspectives. people who will inspire me to socialize, love& create beauty
mars in scorpio: all-or-nothing people, passionate and ruthless in their demeanour. people who will awaken my deepest impulses and scars& who will help me transform them
mars in sagittarius: high-spirited people, adventurers who see the best in the
world. people who will pull me out of my comfort zone& help me grow through new experiences
mars in capricorn: ambitious, level-headed people who work their way up to the top, from where they can have a clear vision of how the world is like. people who will support me in my projects& love me for good
mars in aquarius: quirky, intellectual fruitcakes who aren’t afraid to be themselves even if they stand alone. people who challenge my need to conform& sublimate my experience into higher meanings
mars in pisces: dreamers& martyrs who soak in the emotional undercurrents of the world. people who will shatter my illusions about reality& pull me into their own

anonymous asked:

What would you say are the kinkiest mars signs?

1) s c o r p i o. invented being freaks tbh. sex is their element
2) capricorn. successful entrepreneurs by day, sadistic doms by night
3) aquarius. life motto: the weirder, the better!

wild card: cancer. i think the docile image cancer mars’ have is so far off. they’re quite passive-aggressive and bottle up a lot of anger, so many let out their frustrations another way..

honorable mentions: aries (most likely to punch you during sex), libra (ultimate people pleasers), and gemini (their brain is a sexual organ)

How One Might Masturbate:

Mars in Aries/1st House: On impulse (i.e. in a moment of passion).

Mars in Taurus/2nd House: Utilizing the 5 senses (i.e. a candle-lit bathroom with water running). 

Mars in Gemini/3rd House: While communicating (i.e. on a video chat; possibly in a nonchalant manner whilst talking). 

Mars in Cancer/4th House: In privacy (i.e. in a locked room). 

Mars in Leo/5th House: When inspired (i.e. watching an explicit scene). 

Mars in Virgo/6th House: For health reasons (i.e. stressed, low energy, etc.).

Mars in Libra/7th House: With a partner (i.e. “show me yours, and I’ll show you mine”). 

Mars in Scorpio/8th House: In secret (i.e. does anyone know that you do this?). 

Mars in Sagittarius/9th House: To experiment (i.e. “What would it be like doing it this way–or whilst thinking of this–or that?!”). 

Mars in Capricorn/10th House: To reach an actual “climax” (i.e. working for the goal).

Mars in Aquarius/11th House: Randomness (i.e. something/someone viewed in a different perspective might be a turn on). 

Mars in Pisces/12th House: Aura (i.e. Illusions portrayed by any of the above Mars/Houses).

IT’S GETTING KINDA HOT IN HERE

*I wrote this with the sun and mars signs in mind*

Aries: It was a cool summer night. “You’re crazy.” I said as you pulled me towards an abandoned building. “Don’t be scared, I just wanna check it out.” We wandered through the decaying concrete, graffiti on every wall possible. I was so scared but I was trying hard not to lose my cool. After all you were absolutely loving this. There was a loud creak and I jumped, grabbing your arm. “Babe calm down, look at me.” You said soothingly, rubbing my shoulders. We made out there in the middle of the building; in the middle of the night. Your kisses enthralling, and for a moment I forgot about everything else. The creak came again but louder, “Okay, fuck this.” You laughed, grabbing my hand and we ran as fast as we could out of there and into the summer air.

Taurus: It was pitch black, our kisses growing more urgent as you fumbled around trying to undo my buttons. “I can’t see anything.” you chuckled. I sparked my lighter and you looked around for a candle, finding one and lighting it with my flame; never taking your eyes off me. You undid my pants quickly with a smirk on your face and threw them dramatically across the room. Your lips finding mine again, making up for the loss of contact. “You are so fucking hot” you whispered, running your hands down my body, a trace of goosebumps forming on my skin. You pushed in slowly, moaning as you felt my heat. You buried your face in my hair I lost all focus. I just held on for dear life as the candlelight flickered erratically on the ceiling.

Gemini: Your bedroom was covered with so many posters I couldn’t see what colour it was painted. You had not one, but two lava lamps, one purple and one orange. We were laying on your floor, listening to Frank Ocean on vinyl, “Sometimes I think about faking my own death, and leaving the parts I don’t like about myself behind.” you said somberly, drawing lazy circles on my stomach with your finger. “Where would you go?” I asked. You propped your head up, your adorable face flushed purple in the light from the lamp. “Anywhere but here,” you said pulling me even closer, “only as long as I could take you with me though.” I ran my finger across your bottom lip and you bit it, we giggled quietly, then sighed. You kissed me so deeply, like an ocean tide that ebbs and flows. We made love, slow love right there on your bedroom floor. Every now and then, when things are quiet, parts of that night come back in flashes when I close my eyes.

Cancer: Snow had been coming down like crazy all day and everybody was staying inside. We had made the heroic journey to the store to get the bare necessities. Popcorn, paprika Pringles and those fruity toffees. Now we were cuddled in an abundance of duvets and pillows watching Spirited Away. “Are you cold?” you asked softly. “No I’m actually really warm.” I said adjusting the pillows behind me. Your eyes shot around the room, you bit your lip as your gaze landed on me. “What?” I asked when I noticed you staring. You grinned, “I’m kinda cold.” I couldn’t help but laugh as I lifted my blanket and pulled you into my cocoon. Your hand slipped under my shirt as you got comfortable. “Oh my god, your hand is freezing.” I shrieked. “Warm me up then.” you teased as you kissed me gently.

Leo: “You are such a goddamn hypocrite, why are you being so possessive?” I yelled at you. “Because I fucking love you!” you screamed even louder. My eyes shot wide as the words left your mouth. I felt like I was about to faint. Like everything I’d known for the past two months had been wrong. I put my hand on my forehead and slowly sat down on the sofa. “Since when?” I asked warily. You sat down next to me, leaving a little space between us, not wanting to scare me away. “Since the day I met you.” you said more gently. I shook my head in confusion. All these months I’d been crushing on you, telling myself I was a fool for thinking you could ever feel the same. “Look, I should go.” you said standing up, I grabbed your arm quickly and pulled you to me. I kissed you with my eyes open, I didn’t believe it but my eyes couldn’t lie. You picked me up and put me in your lap. “We can’t do this.” I whispered into your neck. You grabbed me even tighter, not ready to let me go. “Tell me to stop,” you breathed kissing down my collarbone, your finger toying with the band of my panties, “just tell me to stop.” Your eyes searched mine for an answer. Your finger inching further, grazing down the lace in front. I moaned into your mouth, giving you the answer you needed. The one we both needed.

Virgo: My phone buzzed next to my laptop. It was almost midnight and my chemistry notes were making less sense than ever. “Hi baby.” I half sighed as I answered. “Where are you?” you asked. “On my bed, what’s up?” I could hear your breathing through the phone, “Nothing, just thinkin’ about you. ‘Bout us.” you said cheekily. I closed my eyes as that familiar lightness hit my stomach. “Oh really, what are we doing?” I teased. You half groaned on the other line, “Thinking about your skin, running my tongue up your spine, and swirling it around your-” Now I was the one who moaned. “Can you come pick me up?” I panted. You laughed, “Thought you’d never ask.”

Libra: It was my first birthday in the new city and I was feeling more homesick than ever. You knocked on my door and told me to get dressed while you poured two shots of tequila. You took me on an adventure, stumbling through a regal museum slightly tipsy. I was laughing at this modern piece, you asked why I didn’t get it, I said the shape was a bit funky. From behind you wrapped your arms around my waist, pressing yourself up against me, “I think it’s a quite stimulating.” you whispered with a sly grin, and my entire body shivered. Then you took me to dinner, your eyes staring into mine the whole time and I could hear my heart beating in my ears. It was like moving between worlds, reality changing from hour to hour. I don’t even remember what we talked about, only what I was feeling. We couldn’t even last until desert, our minds running away from us. As soon as I opened the door to my place your lips crashed onto mine, and for the first time that night I felt like I could breathe.

Scorpio: “Do you wanna wrestle?” I asked you with a wicked grin on my face. “I’m not gonna wrestle you.” You said not taking your eyes of the TV. I jumped on you and the Xbox controller went flying. “You asked for it.” You growled as you started fighting me back. I knew I had no chance, I just wanted to get you all fired up. Before I knew it I was on my back, hands pinned down above my head and your strong thighs straddling my torso. “Who’s the winner?” you demanded. “You’re the winner daddy.” I purred, reaching up and biting your lip. Your expression shifted, your eyes going from that watery blue to devilish dark in a split second, and I knew I was in for a ride.

Sagittarius: It was 3 a.m. I knew I had school in the morning but at this point I didn’t care. Cruising around the city in your parents BMW, the bass in the sound system making our blood vibrate. Like it hadn’t been already. We didn’t say anything, we couldn’t. We couldn’t afford to lose control. Then L$D by A$AP Rocky came on. My hands were shaking in my lap, your knuckles white from squeezing the steering wheel so hard. The engine purred as you drove faster, now with a purpose, pulling into the beach parking lot. The car came to an abrupt stop and I couldn’t take this any longer. You moved your seat back as I jumped over the console. You kissed me like you were drowning and I was air. All that tension finally snapping like firecrackers as the music pumped through our bodies. Your strong arms lifted me up and pushed my dress up my thighs, the windows fogging up. I could feel your biceps trembling under the palm of my hand, and thought how could something that felt so right be so wrong?

Capricorn: The whole day had had a weird, electrifying feel to it. Now I knew why. We were standing out there on the balcony, face to face in the middle of the crowd. “Kiss me.” you said nonchalantly. “You kiss me.” I incited. You took a long drag of the joint, gently pressing your lips to mine as you blew the smoke into my mouth. I just stared back at you, blowing the smoke out again calmly, your fingers still caressing the back of my neck. You almost smiled but stopped it midway by biting your lip. I grabbed the your shirt and pulled you to me. I kissed you like it was the last time. You pulled back slightly to catch your breath, “Wanna get out of here?”

Aquarius: The night I first met you. I didn’t wanna go out but my friends convinced me. The bar was so packed but somehow I got to the front of the stage. There you were, and that cherry red guitar, in your own world. I remember I couldn’t take my eyes of your fingers when you played. I didn’t even notice you were looking at me until the song was over. You laughed and playfully tugged on your shirt. I didn’t get why but then I noticed we were both wearing the same Led Zeppelin shirt. When the show was over you found me so quickly I knew you had been watching me. “I feel like this was meant to be.” you said leaning up against the bar. I took you in, your knuckles had little cuts on them and your black jeans were splattered with green paint. “I’m not really in the mood to make friends tonight.” I said, taking a sip of my beer. You ran your hand teasingly through that dirty blonde DiCaprio hair, “How ‘bout we just stay strangers then?” I knew I’d already lost this fight. The next thing I remember is literally falling into your foyer, your lips on my neck as I moaned in your ear. You held me so tight, pulling my shirt up ever so slightly just to put your skin on mine. I pushed you down, taking my shirt all they way off while I straddled your hips, and you looked at me like I had just discovered fire. When it was all over you grabbed my face with both your hands, “What’s your name?” you breathed. I smirked as I put my clothes back on, “I thought we were gonna stay strangers.” I was halfway home when I realized that the shirt I was wearing wasn’t mine, it was yours.

Pisces: The record had finished all the way through. That needle scratch sound from the record player filled the silence in the room. I was in your arms, tangled in bedsheets and your sticky bodyparts. You grazing my back lightly with your fingers. “I need to pee.” I said trying untangle myself limb by limb. Your arms tightened around me, “No, you can’t go.” you pouted. I giggled and wiggled around in your embrace. “I have to pee, I’ll be quick.” You pressed your forehead against mine. “Promise?” you said softly. I pecked your lips three times. “I promise.”

Sun smugly attending human sacrifices in his honor.


Then being absolutely mortified at finding out what human sacrifices actually are.


Then sending Mars to do it instead cos he can’t handle being handed anymore still-beating human hearts.


Then mars enjoying it way too much and Sun being horrified at that too.