I am finding the way I am reading is changing, and becoming both more complicated and more simple at the same time. The complication is come from the fact that I have pirated a system of counting from the monumental reading pattern devised by the golden dawn, called the opening of the key. The counting method can easily be found online, that is basically a way of selecting further cards for a reading based on the last one you picked. If you count from a significator through the whole deck you tend to end up with around 12 cards for a reading, and I'm finding that I prefer to read more cards now, without fixed positions. Sometimes I read them as if in a progression, but generally just let them speak to me in the way that seems right at the time.
The other more simple way simply to tell the deck to talk to me and then basically have a chat with it. This method brings out the personality of a tarot deck perfectly. Shows its origins in Taverns and gambling, as an actual deck for playing games, in the overly Frank, unsubtle and sometimes bawdy answers it gives. The Thoth deck never lets you forget for a moment that it was designed by the master Therion. It is both learned and frankly rude! It is a deck which would never let the reader get away with self deception and would soon call you out on any affectation.
Speaking of affectation, I have been entertaining myself with videos of f**** Cradock. I am liking them even better now that I have discovered that this speech app stars out her name!
I'm not using your new fangled speech app thingy, but I like the idea of starring out her name, so: Just how many sherries has F**** Craddock had that she's on the verge of tipsy? And her assistant, Sarah, is clearly a robot (or made of asbestos) as she woman-handled that cake in the pre-heated oven* without oven gloves.
ReplyDeleteOh, and the cake that F**** marzipanned is SHOP BOUGHT! One can tell by the fluted sides. Slattern.
She is right about candle holders these days, though - they are horribly expensive!
Oh. Sorry. I completely neglected the Tarot.
* Which it clearly wasn't as she turned the bloody thing on after she put the cake in!
Goodness you've made F**** go right orff you!
DeleteI simply cannot believe that is a shop bought cake. I think it more likely that M and S, and F and M have invested in trembling, silent chefs whose sole role is to make their cakes look like F****'s!