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My blog--I pull a card--if it doesn't speak to me...perhaps it is for you? |
| Stars It's not a fever dream but stray shrapnel of a daydream. It's the dust of stars pouring out a joyous rap chorus. These chill far-flung galaxies shatter my chains of anxiety. I hover this night beneath the twinkling between doubt and certainty into the riverine flow of everything. Prompt: stars Pholarchos Tarot--8--Justice--Think for yourself---eloquent, original, true. |