Fortune Telling

oracles as purveyors of all destiny what was holding hints of that which shall be the reading of cards with colorful themes journey of select stars not what it seems direct result of some predestined scheme all caught up in some dice thrower's dream digging through entrails of what's always been for many the way the future is seen predictions soon become self-defining soothsaying just a short step from lying all an indication your life's preordained whispered with straight face, little doubt, no shame a human future cannot be amassed while one is fully immersed in the past