Good Morning! this 20th day of February in this dark, medieval year of 1018 . . . oops, 2018. The world continues to spin out of control at a faster and ever faster rate (BTW, whoever thought the world COULD be controlled?) and one feels a surreal sense of living at the surreal chaos of the folly of an empire gone insane.
Cheery good morning, eh? LOL. I’m still wading in the Ocean of Nun (Chaos) over here, waiting for a viable idea to blossom in my mind & spirit like a fertile farm girl of 16 waiting for the results of her pregnancy test. “Oh my gawd, Poppa’s gonna KILL me!” Grin. I am STILL fishing for a reconstitution of the blog, so no news today. Simply presenting the cards today, which you will notice have taken a remarkably “going to Mordor” turn. My inspiration today is the Hanged Man (objectivity & self-sacrifice,) my Animus is in the Ace, or Egg, of all the upset and hostility that Swords/Intellect Unaccompanied can bring into the world, and my Anima is in the
creative shit with the 5, or as paraphrased, “Am I serving a negative, manipulative agenda when I start applying battle metaphors to spiritual evolution?” Then, to top it ALL off, I decided to pull an oracular card from the ‘Tough Shit Tarot” by Nami Thompson, which isn’t a Tarot but an Oracle deck, and I received "Diarrhea of the Mouth:
You use your intelligence and mouthiness as a means of avoiding real life. Stop being a commentator and start living.” LOL! Ha! Well, there, have some of THAT, Mark! It does make me laugh, even if I find it a “tad” misplaced. Oh well. I have NO idea where this day is going, but it looks like it could be an interesting ride. “On verra!” Be Well! Be Zen. Be Blessed!!