Capricorn

Pluto in your late degrees locks into a gritty square with Venus, demanding absolute control over things that stubbornly refuse to be managed. You cannot micromanage the orbit of the Moon, no matter how many formal requests you submit. Accept the chaotic variance around you as a fascinating background texture. Tighten your personal constraints, delegate the impossible nonsense to the void, and let smaller entities make their own amusing blunders.