 Excellent. So I can't help myself but just to say that, you know, when you were born, we keep information stealthy so as not to be hoovered by the Internet. But the image, the Sabian symbol for your midheaven overhead is in a cave overhung with twisted roots. A seeker pours over the glowing pages of an illuminated alchemical manuscript. Does that amuse you? Yes, I have a story about a cave.