It's been a while......Hasn’t it? During my absence a great many things have happened. I got myself a girlfriend and subsequently ditched her. Made some money, lost some money. Took some things I probably shouldn’t have but did invariably have a really good time on them. Possibly the most important thing to happen was I qualified. Three years of being a worthless shitkicker has paid off. I am finally in a place in my life where I’m actually happy. I used to tell people that I was “you know, surviving.” They would look at me strangely and wonder why I kept on with my shitty existence. Why didn’t I just quit? Do something else that wasn’t so hard. They failed to see the bigger picture. Three years is nothing to me. I knew what I was getting into when I chose this life; sure there were times where I wanted to quit but I knew the moment I did that I would instantly regret it. I am a product of my decisions and I can say without doubt that my decisions have made me happy.Why am I telling you this? Well something happened to me last night. I uh, had my tarot cards read. Don’t judge me just listen. I was at some chick’s birthday with some close and not so close friends. It was at that stage in the night where I was drunk enough to be open to this sort of thing. Shits and giggles and all that. One of my not so close friends was well, reading people. She asked me if I wanted a reading done. Like I said I was drunk to be willing. This is what she told me. In my recent to not too recent past there was something that affected me emotionally which was the catalyst for something new. Vague at best I know. There have been a few events in my “recent to not too recent past” that could fit that bill. So does everyone else for that matter. She waited for my prompt. I told her to continue. My present involved two things. First was money. Mainly more of it. This description was spot on I have to say. Being qualified means I earn a lot more money. She doesn’t know me well enough to know what I do or that I qualified recently. The second thing was about a woman, possibly who I worked with that I was interested in and maybe the feeling was mutual. This I doubt. Although there are maybe one or two that are smoking hot, my interest is purely of the one night kind. Again, true of us all. My future was about work and the role I was to play. Particularly involving teaching others who were in my previous situation and being what she called “an inspiration” to them. This I can sort of see. There are new apprentices at work; one of whom I am working closely with. I can see myself teaching them how to survive in this hell of an industry. But I also know that I am very impatient and would most likely be a lousy teacher. So is it genuine intuition or cleverly spun bullshit? I watched her read a few other people before I got bored with it. She was very good at cold reading. People want to hear certain things about themselves and their lives, especially when it comes to this kind of mysticism. I wanted to hear that my life wasn’t the result of a few scraps of cardboard. That I couldn’t be read. That it was crap. I am far from being a believer but how can you not at least consider the validity of what is shown to you. You sit there and you wonder how they know this much what has happened, what is happening and what will happen to you. All from these little cards with their funny symbols and cryptic phrases. I firmly believe that once is an occurrence, twice is a coincidence and thrice is a pattern. But when it comes to this you have to consider how powerful human gullibility can be. Like I said people want to hear certain things. And when they’re confused or even desperate about their lives they will more than likely believe what anyone tells them. We can very stupid sometimes. Who knows? At the very least it’s made me look at things a little differently. Perspective is the key here. And my perspective is this; at least I didn’t pay for it. The more you know. |
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