Let me start by showing off the super cute squishy my guy got for me.
It's Shock, from The Nightmare Before Christmas. Isn't she fucking PRECIOUS?!?
So, so squishy. Remind me to show off my other squishies later.
I wanted the others, because they had squishy versions of Lock and Barrel as well, but alas; I am but poor white trash and had to settle for one. They also had a squishy Sally, but the trio really did me in.
You know what this means, though? Somewhere out there, a squishy version of Jack Skellington is floating around. What a cruel world.
Anywhom, this is the first and only Halloweenish thing I've done for the entire month of October. I know, I'm fucking shocked, too. I've been terribly down in the dumps about lately. I've got a shit-ton of catching up to do and I'm not quite sure where to start. It's giving me brain spazz.
So tonight, I did what I do. I asked Tarot about one of these things.
This is what I got.
Top is Chariot, which to me didn't answer a damn thing. Or maybe it does, and I'm just not seeing it.
The Chariot is a representative of the number 7 (spirit, creation, deeper meaning, etc) and the astrological sign Cancer (sanctuary, maternal and self care, emotion). The Chariot itself is confident and victorious, determined, blah blah blah. These are all good things, but do you see that Knight of Swords down there? Do you see Death? These aren't bad cards, but with that Chariot, I'm wondering if maybe I'm chasing something a bit too strongly without a mind for the consequences. Maybe this is symbolic of me letting go.
And then there's the Empress. She embodies and may even intensify the strengths of the Chariot, sooooo...I don't know.
I've never been good at reading for myself, though. I'm biased, and this creates a conflict of interest where I don't get to interpret the cards with the first thoughts that come to mind. I'm looking at those acolytes at the foot of the chariot and thinking, "yeah, okay, this is a surrender to fate." Because I'm dramatic like that.
Stupid brain.
In other news, I've decide to memorize the Rune Chant part of In Maidjan the same way we grew up singing our ABCs. I've been trying to remember the Elder Futhark in other ways but I've been at it for years and I'm still less than halfway through it. Also, I just dug through my bag to find them and they're not where I thought I put them.
This was supposed to be a Halloween post. See what I mean about my brain being a spazz?


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