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Deal 1248: Truth enough for now

While I envy their certainty occasionally, I also know that they are too sure of their position, resting as they are, on shifting ground. Any success they may have enjoyed will be short-lived. At the end of the day, they will have been gloriously certain of their righteousness for a short while, then grasping for toeholds in the truth revealed by their light.

They are too confident of their position.

And that will not last.

In stark contrast, we are certain of only one thing: that we are going to be wrong more often than we are right. Knowing that as truth, we plan to be wrong. That is, our plans generally allow for the action of Murphy’s Law. When (never “if”) something does not go as planned, we have already considered our options and can smoothly switch courses to make the most of the revelations.

Given shifting ground, move with it where possible, and step off of it where not. But don’t fall in.

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New Spread: Paint me a Picture

Paint me a picture, draw me a map, write me a song. Describe a person, place or thing, or the environment of a person, place or thing, at a single moment in time. Look into the past, present, or future. Just don’t let the hands on the clock move. If you have ever wanted to channel the ghost of Proust, seize the moment before it is lost. (Just consider using few words…)

Shuffle the whole deck.

Deal a card to the table. This is the central object or theme.

Deal four more cards around it to give it a frame. These cards color the scene in some way. Use the framing cards as little or as much as you like.

Together, this spread is a still life of sorts. Let it model for you, and describe the scene it represents. Be as specific and vivid as you possibly can.

The example deal shows a bat framed by Carrot, Peace, Phone, and Bomb on a lavender background.

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Deal 1247: Shards

They say that knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a berry, but wisdom is knowing not to put one in a fruit salad.

They say a lot of funny things.

A lot of what they say is about as clear as a broken mirror. Sure, it shows you fragments of the truth, but there’s all the sharp edges, misaligned shards, and risk of cutting yourself to deal with. Look too closely and you miss that other parts are showing different views. Look too broadly and the image is hard to resolve.

Some say that mirrors are really just windows into another plane. Alice might have come to believe that. If they are a window, they aren’t the sort that can be opened by slipping a butter knife in and lifting the latch.

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Deal 1246: Stabbed.

Dead. How can I be dead?

When did this happen? Why? How?

There I was, simply minding my own business. At sea, of course. WHere else would I be?

Don’t answer that. I was at sea. And the seas can certainly be fickle and changeable. But the fish were biting, all was well.

Then, thunk.

Something had stabbed me through. Something had flown in out of a clear blue sky and calm waters and stabbed me in the back.

Thunk.

It was as if the sky and water had found a way to cooperate and kill me. A sea creature, flying.

Thunk.

I’ll never forget that hollow, echoing sound. The sudden appearance of a spike from my chest. The weight at my back pulling be over.

Splash.

And now, here I am. Dead. Sunk to the bottom. Apparently doomed to walk the seafloor. haunting this bit of anchor chain. Nothing for company but the occasional deep whale. Or starfish.

Darkness.