He can be captured with certain maneuvers. But first you have got to get him down off that white
horse, away from those elephants, and of course the bearded lady has to go. Causes and circuses do not
leave much time for family life, let alone sentimental hand-holding.
You have one thing going for you right away. So many Sagittarians charge around and tumble
through life that you will have plenty to choose from.
There is almost always a crowd around him. That is another obstacle. You will have to push
your way through all those people to get near him. But do not get pessimistic because this man is an
optimist supreme. He is so optimistic, if his enemies mailed him a huge carton of manure, he would not
be offended. He had just figure they forgot to include the horse. That kind of optimism can be
dangerous. It is really just another term for blind faith. The Sagittarian man has stacks of it. Now, blind
faith is fine. I am all for it, being a fire sign myself. But it can lead to trusting with such naÔve belief that
he frequently falls into puddles. It is easy to fall into puddles when you are running with bow and arrow,
always looking up in the sky for some high goal no one else has ever had the courage to aim for-or no
one else ever had the lack of common sense to try to reach.
Trusting is great, but trusting the wrong people can slow down even a race horse. In the strict
sense of the word, he is not a misty dreamer. His dreams are always scrutinized by Jupiterís intelligent
logic and compelling curiosity. If they stand up under the frank investigation of a Sagittarian, they are
probably as practical as they are wild, even if the world is not quite ready for them. Once he is
established that there is some hope of fulfillment, he lugs out his paint pots and colors his practical
dreams with the most vivid and courageous imagination this side of the designers of the Edsel. They
had the chance to prove themselves, and you know how many fuddy duddies there are around.
His soaring imagination can cause him to fall down or go busted. But wonderfully, Lady Luck has
a way of rescuing him just in time. This man is usually so lucky it is disgusting and illegal. He could go
prospecting in the hills, bring back a bag of rocks, find out they are not gold, cry awhile, then discover
they are uranium. If you pick up that shiny object at your feet near the subway grating, it will be a piece
of tinfoil from an old chewing gum wrapper.
Naturally, with that kind of luck, he is optimistic. There is always that day when a rock is a rock
is a rock and tinfoil is tinfoil, but the typical Sagittarius recovers quickly from such crushing blows. Your
Jupiter man is very much that way about love. He is lucky. When he is not he recovers quickly.
He discriminates against dishonesty, but that is about all, which is why he has so many friends
and well-wishers. He looks beyond the external appearance of people for a truer, more intrinsic value.
Not that he does not have enemies. There are a few, but far less than the number accumulated by
other Sun signs. People who have been stung by his frank remarks may glare at him and feel like
strangling him, but they usually come around to realizing his harmless intent. The sin of the Sagittarian
male is tactlessness and thoughtlessness, never deliberate cruelty.