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Post by Cain Da'arnesh on Jul 18, 2012 12:37:15 GMT -6
I had a thought yesterday as I was smoking my last cigarette of the day... What if the tarot is in actuality, a pictorial method of getting me to realize what I already know? What if I actually do possess all of the answers and from here, it's just a simple method of drawing that information out?
Now, I have noted in the past that I appear to have the same affliction as Socrates. In that I don't really consider myself very knowledgeable or wise and yet many people ask me questions about various occult subjects and I almost always have something to say to them regarding the matter... The reason I bring this up on this particular post is that I often surprise myself! As if to say, "Whoa! I totally know this stuff!" That being said, perhaps it's possible that we really do already know this stuff?
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Post by shawnhartnell on Jul 20, 2012 10:27:59 GMT -6
Heh.
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Post by vondex23 on Apr 26, 2013 17:34:04 GMT -6
a pi ctorial method of getting me to realize what I already know? Yes!! I call them psychological insight cards. For me, when I look at the cards I only see what pops out at me. I only see what I want to see. This can be a double edged sword though. Sometimes, I want to see the negative even if it isn't there. I am currently designing my own deck using a scale of dual emotions. Love/Hate for instance will be one suit of cards. Hate being one side and Love being the other with cards between the two representing occurrences of such as the numbers go up.
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Post by JackLuciferi on Aug 5, 2013 16:51:11 GMT -6
My ex-bf is a traditional witch, he was really good with Tarot Cards. I'm not really sure how they work but he was able to make sense of so e really dark dreams I'd had as a kid. One was a dream I'd sworn was real yet my dad and brothers had said it wasn't. Basically I'd gone to a church with them in the middle of the night, and I had to wait outside because the presence I felt in that place was like I'd die if I went in. I was in tears, waiting forever for them to come back then I went back home to bed feeling scared. This was a dream that I'd felt was so real and through Tarot and his Spirits my ex had said that the church was a Real place and if I ever enter that building I would die. Pretty weird stuff ain't it?
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