Original Advice
“DONT: Over-explain every joke to force validation.”
Stop Explaining. Trust the Laugh.
Stop kidnapping your own humor. You pad every punchline with footnotes, drag the body back onto the table, and demand applause under interrogation lamps. Validation is not a laugh track; it's a leash. When you explain, you confess need. The room hears sweat, not wit. Let the joke land or crash. Either way, exit the runway. Control is not charisma.
Humor survives on oxygen—timing, risk, negative space. Saturn taught you structure; it did not ask you to pave the silence. Laughter is a reflex, not a spreadsheet. Restraint is the craft. If they don’t get it, the bit becomes lore. If they do, the echo grows. Your power move is leaving gaps big enough for someone else to jump.
Cosmic Context
Capricorn builds mountains, then audits the view. Saturn rules you; trade the urge to account for every reaction for sovereignty that does not beg.
Action
──────Deliver the joke. Shut up. Count to five.
✨ You are allowed to let people miss it and move on. ✨