Tag: tarot

  • So about Melissa’s “decorated deck” in the story…

    Back when I still thought I had all the time in the world to not only write for NaNoWriMo but also edit the daily updates and make a cutesy header image for each post, I used the following image for Chapter 2 of the story:

  • Dream Journal: 2018-04-12.01

    I received the Animalis Os Fortuna deck last year as part of a kickstarter reward during a period when I had more money than sense. My original plan was to give away the deck (and its companion oracle deck) to a friend whose personal theme was animal decks, but each time I went to package…

  • Dream Journal: 2016-07-21.01

    Last night, I dreamt I was squatting by a campfire on the ocean shore, laying down tarot cards. The cards were visually from one specific deck, but it felt like it could have been any deck.

  • Tarot Deck of Major Doom: The World

    The Inverse World’s effect from the Tarot Deck of Major Doom kicked in yesterday. And it started with coffee.

  • Dream Journal: 2016-04-06.01

    What does the World want? Everything. I do call myself a tarot reader, and I did remember that standing before the indistinct form of the spirit. But that was an answer to a question I didn’t ask. I wanted to know what did this particular spirit want particularly from me? And while the answer to that question was…

  • Dream Journal: 2016-04-02.01

    So I’ve been wrestling with the Tarot Deck of Major Doom for a week now, and so far, it’s not very doomish. Yet. I don’t want to name the physical deck the doomishness is riding*, because these shenanigans are not an inherent property of the deck. That would be like saying because one particular bottle of a…

  • Dream Journal: 2016-01-02.01

    It was a lovely bright day to go to the park. Not uncomfortably warm and not uncomfortably cool. Not overly breezy and not suffocatingly still. A few people were scattered throughout but not so close to the path that it felt intrusive. A nice day to go to the park. Except who is this person…

  • Dream Journal: 2016-01-01.01

    I finally had a chance to sit down and review the ending portion of yesterday’s dream. Each time I brought to memory the cards in my hands before the alarm clock interrupted me, I found the images remained the same but with one additional detail that did not make it into the rendition of the…

  • Dream Journal: 2015-12-31.01

    I don’t know this guy. I just know his type. Driving a large black truck with bright stickers showing his loyalty to profit-blinded corporations that tell him what it means to be a Real Man™, he kept trying to intimidate me by driving around my block.

  • Dream Journal: 2015-12-13.01

    Was playing poker with tarot cards (Minors only, this time), with an engaging and homely gentleman in a chocolate brown pinstripe suit. The winning hand would be interpreted as a divination throw for someone the suited gentleman had in mind but would not identify. It was quite interesting to be used as the hand of…