is so wide open you'd think their brain cells would catch their death of pneumonia. But they seem to thrive on it, like the Eskimos thrive on the ice floes. Brain cells being electronic, are very Aquarian-like themselves. Even Saturn brain cells - if Cappy would give them a chance to leap around on the trampoline of the imagination more often.
I have known, admittedly, Capricorns who are deeply involved and interested in matters such as UFO research, astrology, reincarnation, and metaphysics - but not many. And those who are have other planetary configurations in their horoscopes, giving them more daring instincts of imagery, more simple faith in the unseen, more childlike trust. The typical Goat is anything but childlike. The closest most of them get to childlike innocence is during the second half of Life, when they at last begin to enjoy the carefree abandon they missed as youngsters - about the same time Aquarius is cartwheeling through the marvelous Uranus brand of 'second childhood' (unkindly and very falsely called 'senility'). So one might say that these two get along famously when they're both older - but the younger they are, the more they'll be inclined to think each other's personalities and habits are freaky.
Capricorn novelist Henry Miller is an archetype example of the glorious freedom and childlike glee the Goats experience after they've released themselves from Saturn's prison. The older Cappy Henry gets, the brighter the twinkle in his eyes, the younger he looks, and the more outrageously he behaves.
When one of Henry's ex-wives left him, she took all the furniture and furnishings along with her, leaving Henry sitting there on the floor, literally. The first thing the Goat did was quite properly Saturnine, practical, and economical. He got boxes from the grocery store to sit and eat on. Made a dining room table out of them too. After a while, he says, "I got this sudden idea. I said to myself, Henry, goddamn it, why don't you get a pair of roller skates and go roller skating through the rooms here? I had a marvelous time!"
You see? As soon as Henry was paroled (as all Cappies are at various individual ages past thirty or so) from Saturn's stern grip of propriety, an onlooker couldn't outwardly tell the difference between this Goat and a Water Bearer. But a Capricorn is still a Capricorn at heart, paroled or not. Only recently, as I write this in 1978, the Saturn-ruled novelist criticized the student protests of the sixties by remarking that their protesting was too feeble. "You don't do it by getting drunk and insane," he intoned. "You've got to have all your wits, to be more clever than the man you want to beat." Pure Saturnine philosophy.
A Goat is a Goat, even taking into account Capricorn's reverse aging process, but I'm sure Henry wouldn't be above wearing a garland of daffodils when the mood hits him - and if a yo-yo happened to be handy, he'd have it spinning like a champion. The young at heart and otherwise youthful Goats reading this might want to send Henry a yo-yo as a kind of code between them… and the Water Bearers could send him some daffodils (which he'd promptly paint - painting being his newest hobby, proving he's as talented an artist as a writer). Pacific Palisades, California, will reach him. He'd be delighted.
While the Goats are still trying to reach the mountain peak of their ambition, however, they frown on foolishness and frivolity of all kinds. The Aquarian who has such a simple, merry knack for stringing together fascinating words that make no sense… who is touched by the wonderful madness of genius… tosses stars into wishing wells and dreams of pink frogs…. can appear to be strange indeed to the earthy Capricorn, who believes in working to make wishes come true. Goats normally speak only words of common sense, so naturally the Uranus natives may sometimes seem to them like creatures from another world, not sensible, ordinary, day-to-day Earthlings. How can frogs be pink, and moreover, why should they be? Green is a perfectly good, satisfactory colour for frogs.
I can attest to this Saturn reaction to Uranus. On my mind's canvas will