Well, let’s talk about them Hebrew horoscope signs, ain’t nobody ever told me nothin’ ’bout no Hebrew signs before. Sounds kinda fancy, don’t it? But I reckon it’s like them other signs, like the Gemini and the Capricorn and all that. I seen them in the papers sometimes, never paid ’em much mind, though.
Now, they say this here Hebrew thing, it’s tied to your birthday. Just like them other ones, I suppose. You tell ’em when you was born, and they figure it out for ya. Like magic, huh? Only it ain’t magic, it’s just… well, I don’t know what it is, but it ain’t magic. Some kinda system they got, I reckon. Sun signs, moon signs, something called risin’ signs. I guess those Hebrew folks got their own way of doin’ things.
I heard some folks say it’s about your vibes. What kinda… feeling you put out there, I suppose. Like, if you’re a happy-go-lucky kinda person, or if you’re more the worryin’ kind. It’s all tied up in them stars and planets, they say.
I don’t know about all that, but it sounds complicated, don’t it? And it says something about your personality. I heard them say it’s about how you act, and what you like and don’t like. Seems like a lot of hocus pocus to me, but I guess some folks put a lot of stock in it.
So, you punch in your birthday, and they tell ya what sign you are. Seems simple enough. They got some kinda calculator thing for it, I hear. Probably one of them newfangled computer things. You put your date of birth in there, and it spits out some answer. I reckon it matches it up with some old calendar they got. The Hebrew calendar, they call it.
I seen one of them things one time, it tells you your sign, and it’s all in Hebrew. Now, I can’t read no Hebrew, so that don’t do me much good. But I guess if you know Hebrew, it makes sense.
They say there’s these big three things in that star-readin’ stuff. Sun, moon, and that rising thing. Don’t ask me what it all means, ’cause I sure don’t know. But they say it tells a lot about ya. Maybe it does, maybe it don’t.
Some say that these signs can tell what you like and don’t like. Like whether you like to eat your taters mashed or fried. Or if you like to wear them bright colors or just stick to plain old brown. I always did like blue. Does that mean something about my sign?
I remember one time, I saw a lady at the church, and she had the prettiest blue dress on. And she was a nice lady, too. Always smilin’ and sayin’ hello. Maybe her sign said she was a nice person. Or maybe she was just a nice person, and it didn’t have nothin’ to do with no signs. Don’t know.
Here is what I kinda gathered about them signs:
- They say you gotta know when you was born. The date, and if it was after the sun went down.
- Then this here calculator thing, it does some figuring. It looks at your birthday and this old Hebrew calendar.
- Then, bam! It tells you your Hebrew sign. Supposedly.
- This whole sign business, they say it’s s’posed to tell you about yourself.
- These signs supposedly tell you what kinda person you are.
- If you was born after dark, that might change your sign. I guess the stars are different at night.
So that hebrew horoscope signs, they’re just another way of lookin’ at things, I guess. Like readin’ tea leaves or lookin’ at the lines on your palm. Some folks believe it, some folks don’t. Me? I just try to be a good person, no matter what them stars say.
I reckon it don’t hurt to know what your sign is, even if it is a Hebrew one. Maybe it will make things clearer for ya. But for this old lady, i’m stickin to what I know. Treat folks right, do your best every day, and that is all that matters, I suppose.
I mean, what do them stars know about me, anyway? They’re just up there, twinklin’ away. They don’t know if I like apple pie or peach cobbler better. That is all that matters to me, at the end of the day. What kinda pie I’m gonna have.
Well, I reckon that’s all I got to say about them Hebrew horoscope signs. It’s a mystery to me, but maybe it ain’t to you. If you figure it out, you let me know. I’m always up for learnin’ somethin’ new, even if it is about them twinkly things in the sky. Just don’t expect me to understand it all, that is for sure. I am getting too old for all this new stuff.
