It is 5:47 in the morning, and I sit on pavement of Bartol alley, taking in the sounds of the night. I was outside for the good part of an hour before I retrieved my laptop. My computer is on 7% and I am certainly not happy to find that out. I was intending to write for quite some time. Alas, I will produce a meager paragraph and put the machine away. What I am pondering out here at 5:51 AM is how to go about creating a HeartofZeus logo, and beyond that I would like my own font. I…got cut off because my computer died; it is now 12:36 PM. I didn’t sleep, I just futzed around on my phone. Eventually I will sleep, as I am human, but not until tonight. A semi-long stretch of conciseness this will have been, at the end of the day(s).
I work tomorrow morning at 5 AM for 3.5 hours. I wake up pretty early, and the shift is pretty simple, so I enjoy it; granted I am new to it.
It is now 8:38 on Monday morning. The Sunday morning cleaning shift went quite well, and the rest of the day had a similar effect. The city was however quite windy. I visited the Presidio for the first time. The wind got more intense inside the Palace of Fine Arts, I saw a cannon from the late 1700’s, and decided that one line of trees does not forest-cover make. The Presidio is 100% federal land. It feels like every other piece of U.S. Fed land.
Presidio would be a great place to film a horror movie.
Allow me to travel back a few days to when I began this piece. Honestly it’s pretty jumbled, right? For all intents and purposes, this entry is practical, as this blog is just me writing about whatever I feel like writing about. The night I began this piece, in the hour I sat outside before grabbing my computer, I read my tarot cards. I have talked about my newfound interest in the tarot in at least one other post; the article actually focused on ASMR (which I am going to talk further about to an extensive reach. In fact, I am thinking strongly of starting an ASMR blog, since I watch often and advocate strongly for its use in my daily life) because Tarot Reader ASMR made a video in regards to the future of my website! You can video that video here and the old post yonder. Watching her videos is a sublime way to relax while honing ones aptitude of divination; learning the cards. ANYWAY! So I read my cards in that hour before I began this piece. I cleansed them (ask me how), shuffled em a bit, and flopped three over with the arrow facing me. I just flip them and read them, and most of the layouts I make up myself; that night I only had clean ground enough for 3 cards.
The Magician. Death. The Devil.
Okay so now I’m staring down at these cards for like 45 minutes. I deduced their meaning in my life pretty much immediately, and then sat and thought about how that made me feel, and how I should proceed with that very intimidating instruction. I am under the impression my tarot cards will tell you how to get exactly what you want, which is usually exactly what people want to hear; but that is all the cards will tell you, and it’s very superficial, and it’s rather like getting yelled at by a mentor over, and over again for not being all one can be.
So anyway, I just wanted to share that. I would love to hear how others feel about those cards, if they are familiar with the art form. I am now rather hungry, and either about to go to work, or look for work. Okay, I am going to look for work, as my boss just set me free for the day. I am hoping to find writing work, and expecting to cook food. Let us see how this goes.