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A wizard can't turn silver
into shimmering gold,
and amaze us with his magic;
a fortuneteller reveals
what's sad and tragic:
as days slowly unfold.
Never put your trust in them
to find Heaven and Hell,
even delusion won't offer a chance;
hear the sound of the loud bell!
Be held by arms
stronger than a castle's walls,
it's the escape of passionate lovers;
when all crumbles around us,
didn't the gipsy see any hope
in their horoscope?
Didn't worry arise the alarm?
Everybody goes
through times of desperation,
they need deep meditation
to face another harsh conflict:
shouldn't all put up the fight?
Never put your trust in them
to find Heaven and Hell,
even delusion won't offer a chance;
hear the sound of the loud bell!
When will she come to me
To take me to that place
Where I suppose, we shall be free
Like spirits in the space
The fortuneteller gave reply
Ambiguous and wise
But no advice on what to try
Should I just close my eyes
Engage myself into the realm
Of pure imagination
And it’ll make me overwhelmed
With the enforced elation
There, on the boat of dreaming fools
Under the stormy sky
I’ll be, submissive to the rules
That can’t be clarified
Death, Five of Cups, and Hanged Man
These were the cards I drew
A penny for old Charon
For taking me to you
It’s hard to tell, and hard to take
The simple fact of death
Denies a dream I have to make
No life without breath
Seems possible, we need a flesh
For birth, rebirth and all
You name it, and I press refresh
To hear my fortune’s call.
I am a 13 year girl, name is Stella, an apprentice of Yijing.
My master is Luna, a beautiful woman skilled and kind.
I'm admiring her and always learn her actions into my mind.
To myself, she is completely everything.
Three years has passed Since we met each other
One day, my father brought her to my house
She looked like a fairy, dressed in pure white blouse
And introduced as his pupil and also my home teacher
My father was a Tarot master, I knew
She was a daughter of father's business friend
And wanted to be a fortuneteller as well
Her father advised her to learn other way to chew
Later, she told me, she felt Tarot was best choice to tend
But I could not understand what she wanted to tell
Fengleishanren.
A wizard can turn silver
into glimmering gold
and amaze us with his magic;
a fortuneteller reveals
what's sad and tragic
as days slowly unfold!
Never put your trust in them
to find Heaven and Hell,
even delusion won't offer a gem;
hear the sound of the loud bell!
Be held by arms stronger
than a castle's walls,
it's the escape of passionate lovers
when all crumbles around them;
didn't the gypsy see any hope
in their horoscope?
Didn't worry raise the alarm?
Everyone goes through times
of desperation,
they need deep meditation
to survive another
harsh conflict;
shouldn't all put up the fight?
Never put your trust them
to find Heaven and Hell,
even delusion won't offer a gem:
hear the loud sound of the bell!
A mystical cross on the inside of your palm
Means your life is foretold in a glorious psalm.
Lucky bracelet rings around your dainty wrist
Means you were created in energy’s mist.
If you palm looks like she’s been sliced in half
Right down the middle, get the fatted calf.
The lifeline which sails widely around your thumb
Cuts in quite deeply, means you are not too dumb.
The heartline across the top chooses her finger.
If she stops at the pointer, marriage will be a zinger.
Headline in the middle between heart and life
Each nick across indicates a tiny bit of strife.
Stars and whorls, crosses, and well-cut lines.
Palm knowledge is as cherished as Pharaoh’s gold mines.
Carol did not know anything about the five of swords
from the soothsayer’s face she wondered about it
the startled fortuneteller quickly gathered herself
mentioning the value of taking care of yourself
So, this was a selfish card in her future position?
Carol resolved to look it up herself when she got home
She had many tarot cards, but had not noticed this one
It was not something that stood out in her readings.
The five of swords is both a beacon of hope and a dire warning.
Carol was unsure which one was going to apply.
As this tarot card had landed in the future position.
Possibly means starting new endeavors, she counted on this.