(3/7) gothic americana tarot spreads, inspired by this post
What do you see on your horizon?
1. the soul: your current situation, feelings, or head space 2. the water: your next step, the crucial thing to guide you forward 3. the haunted: what to watch out for 4. the famous: what to look forward to 5. the forgotten: what you must remember, lest it be your downfall
Apologies for not updating very often, loveless. I’m bushed every night when we get back to the hotel room. My introverted self is suffering with all these social functions the past two days.
Promise to upload some photos soon and update everyone.
Do not try to know the truth, for knowledge by the mind is not true knowledge. But you can know what is not true – which is enough to liberate you from the false. The idea that you know what is true is dangerous, for it keeps you imprisoned in the mind. It is when you do not know, that you are free to investigate. And there can be no salvation, without investigation, because non-investigation is the main cause of bondage.
no i dont want to be a billionaire to live a lavish lifestyle i want to be a billionaire to be financially secure and have enough money to give people things and support charities and fund kickstarters and leave hundred dollar tips
My lavish dream lifestyle: 200% tips at IHOP and throwing struggling artists a couple hundred bucks to sketch my latest asshole OC. I buy my cats better food. I get new underwear twice a year, including a new bra. I have my jeans hemmed, and buy name-brand crackers. Nobody I know ever has to worry about a vet bill again. I quietly bankroll surgery and binders and electrolysis for every struggling trans person on Tumblr. The zoo near me builds a 300% larger reptile house and names it the Wigglesworth Von Snakeface Rept-o-Rama, and I hire a Great Dane ninja to shit on Trump’s Hollywood star every day and post the picture to Facebook and Twitter. Snakes manifest in nazis’ houses. They are made of red-hot chains and never stop screaming. My skin is clear. I sit on my front porch and drink tea. Someone hands me a hamburger.
Confidence means letting go and letting things be as they are. Attacking, defending, and clinging all come from a place of insecurity.
No one ever tells you that sometimes the mountains reach down into your soul
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That sometimes when They pull back they take a tiny piece of you with Them
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Or that you’ll spend the rest of your lives trying to get close enough to Them to feel complete again
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No one told me that a life long ago would leave me wistful and pining to get close to the mountains again
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No one told me that when I’m here I’ll feel oddly at home in a place I’ve rarely been
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No one told me how exquisitely happy I would be every time I came back here
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Whisper your songs to me again, Great Somber Mountains
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Lend be that piece of myself for just awhile
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And let me stay here amongst your staggering might for just a moment
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