Strange Days
02/02/2011 11:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
izmeinaThere's the serpent settling in for a serious night of gloom, doom and squiggling only to find our favorite station - Radio National channeling not Late Night Live nor the Book Show but Queensland local radio replete with weather reports and never ending disaster stories of some very scary and serious weather
There's Izzie whingeing about a mild breeze in the Garden of Arcane Delights that kept blowing our precious cards all over the table while over east the table itself and anyone sitting on a nearby chair would also be up in the air with a whole bunch of trees and nearby garden sheds joining them
Coincidence then that swords seem to be the suit of the day. Looks like the message is never to ignore the power of the invisible
So did enjoy a whole bunch of rituals this afternoon and nostalgia for the anniversary of the serpent incarnation but delayed for one month for the day that is in it ;)
But came to the conclusion that the garden of the lunatic asylum is not a place for playing with tarot decks if the game involves making lots of pretty little piles in an attempt to introduce true randomness since the serpent is such a lousy hand at shuffling
From now on will limit any readings or story plotting to drawing no more than 3 cards at this place and stick to squiggling, reading, doing puzzles or other less weather sensitive activities
Was musing about something that happened at work today. Or rather - the tsunami wave like presence of aggression, defensiveness, fear and plain stupidity emanating from a certain person that was so strong that anyone tuned into those sorts of channels could pick it up from across a very large dining room
Still struggling to find a word for it that does not sound all new age and kooky.
With a bit of ruminating began to realize that it has rather a lot to do with the whole NLP arty farty names for the main modes of perception
Most folks prefer one of the three. Funny how they assume that no one's preferred sense of perception could possibly be smell or taste. Guessing they are too limited and local in range to be of much use for a human.
Izzie used to think of herself as a predominantly visual creature and this was probably so for many many years. But it all changed in January 2002. It was then that the serpent became sensitive to what new age folks of visual inclination call auras but what we prefer to describe as sensations of squishiness, scratchiness, glowing toastiness or a dark damp soul sucking tunnel
An old folks home is the perfect place to pick up on such things as so many of them have lost the ability to put on a mask or shield to hide the inner core of light or dark or whatever it may be.
Was talking to a coworker about the crazy creature emanating these strange and overpowering vibes of nitpicking, defensiveness, fear and overwhelming negativity. She'd also been on the receiving end of the uberbitchiness. But she mentioned something in passing that suddenly made sense of it all and totally spooked the serpent
But will have to save that for a locked post
But been dipping into the strange loopiness of a recent Douglas Hofstadter book and becoming all nostalgic for another that explored similar themes first read way back in 1998. Slowly a whole bunch of disparate pieces of a very strange puzzle are falling into place and it is truly strange and weird indeed
There's Izzie whingeing about a mild breeze in the Garden of Arcane Delights that kept blowing our precious cards all over the table while over east the table itself and anyone sitting on a nearby chair would also be up in the air with a whole bunch of trees and nearby garden sheds joining them
Coincidence then that swords seem to be the suit of the day. Looks like the message is never to ignore the power of the invisible
So did enjoy a whole bunch of rituals this afternoon and nostalgia for the anniversary of the serpent incarnation but delayed for one month for the day that is in it ;)
But came to the conclusion that the garden of the lunatic asylum is not a place for playing with tarot decks if the game involves making lots of pretty little piles in an attempt to introduce true randomness since the serpent is such a lousy hand at shuffling
From now on will limit any readings or story plotting to drawing no more than 3 cards at this place and stick to squiggling, reading, doing puzzles or other less weather sensitive activities
Was musing about something that happened at work today. Or rather - the tsunami wave like presence of aggression, defensiveness, fear and plain stupidity emanating from a certain person that was so strong that anyone tuned into those sorts of channels could pick it up from across a very large dining room
Still struggling to find a word for it that does not sound all new age and kooky.
With a bit of ruminating began to realize that it has rather a lot to do with the whole NLP arty farty names for the main modes of perception
Most folks prefer one of the three. Funny how they assume that no one's preferred sense of perception could possibly be smell or taste. Guessing they are too limited and local in range to be of much use for a human.
Izzie used to think of herself as a predominantly visual creature and this was probably so for many many years. But it all changed in January 2002. It was then that the serpent became sensitive to what new age folks of visual inclination call auras but what we prefer to describe as sensations of squishiness, scratchiness, glowing toastiness or a dark damp soul sucking tunnel
An old folks home is the perfect place to pick up on such things as so many of them have lost the ability to put on a mask or shield to hide the inner core of light or dark or whatever it may be.
Was talking to a coworker about the crazy creature emanating these strange and overpowering vibes of nitpicking, defensiveness, fear and overwhelming negativity. She'd also been on the receiving end of the uberbitchiness. But she mentioned something in passing that suddenly made sense of it all and totally spooked the serpent
But will have to save that for a locked post
But been dipping into the strange loopiness of a recent Douglas Hofstadter book and becoming all nostalgic for another that explored similar themes first read way back in 1998. Slowly a whole bunch of disparate pieces of a very strange puzzle are falling into place and it is truly strange and weird indeed
