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no, this is how it works
you peer inside yourself
you take the things you like
and try to love the things you took
and then you take that love you made
and stick it into some
someone else's heart
pumping someone else's blood
and walking arm in arm
you hope it don't get harmed
but even if it does
you'll just do it all again
-ReSpekt
You are the Fool card. The Fool fearlessly begins the journey into the unknown. To do this, he does not regard the world he knows as firm and fixed. He has a seemingly reckless disregard for obstacles. In the Ryder-Waite deck, he is seen stepping off a cliff with his gaze on the sky, and a rainbow is there to catch him. In order to explore and expand, one must disregard convention and conformity. Those in the throes of convention look at the unconventional, non-conformist personality and think 'What a fool'. They lack the point of view to understand The Fool's actions. But The Fool has roots in tradition as one who is closest to the spirit world. In many tribal cultures, those born with strange and unusual character traits were held in awe. Shamans were people who could see visions and go on journeys that we now label hallucinations and schizophrenia. Those with physical differences had experience and knowledge that the average person could not understand. The Fool is God. The number of the card is zero, which when drawn is a perfect circle. This circle represents both emptiness and infinity. The Fool is not shackled by mountains and valleys or by his physical body. He does not accept the appearance of cliff and air as being distinct or real.
Which Tarot Card Are You?
"When you want to understand something you stand in front of it, alone, without help: all the past in the world is of no use. Then it disappears and what you wanted to understand disappears with it." - Jean-Paul Sartre
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My Interests

Writing - Acting - Film - Theatre - Travel - Music - Outdoors - Verbal Judo - Aikido - Shen-Ku - Life-Mastery - Hyphens

truthout.org

hategun.com

colorstrology.com

I'd like to meet:

God, grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked, the good fortune to run into the ones that I do, and the eyesight to tell the difference.

Music:

Whaddya got?

Movies:

Often.

Television:

Not really.

Books:

Sure.

Heroes:

Humanity.

My Blog

:: slip ::

:: slip :: Hands seem older; fluorescent light illuminating age. Lines, defined, deeper than yesterday; Static fingers, joints, grumble, protest. Sleep is in pursuit. &n...
Posted by Christopher on Sat, 20 Jan 2007 05:43:00 PST

Solution '07

Solution '07 I will love. Let it find the harmony Within this artful opus. I will work. Legitimacy is becoming. Serve with a side of scruples. I will play. Simplicity is int...
Posted by Christopher on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 02:24:00 PST

Chance to Prove I'm Right

Chance to Prove I'm Right Orwellian comments rouse the cynic. Hubris grips, looses the tongue. Too much thought & of a good thing. Laissez les bon temps rouler. Regardez l'esprit des&nbs...
Posted by Christopher on Thu, 28 Dec 2006 06:48:00 PST

Abide

Abide Bodies bear querulous aches, Soul's desire free of glamour, Mind's eyes circumspect, awake, Patient hearts anticipate & more. Arteries advance actuality, Aptly adapted, and amenabl...
Posted by Christopher on Sat, 23 Dec 2006 03:06:00 PST

Closer Than the Sun

Closer Than the Sun Memory vexes sentimental sanity, alluding to bliss. -Christopher John...
Posted by Christopher on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 11:46:00 PST

Bauble

Bauble Equivocal eyes, professionally demure, but I still see you. Seeking human touch, You keep your sighs in pockets; drown them in the rain. If you clear your books, each ...
Posted by Christopher on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 05:43:00 PST

Dead Precedence

Last night, I took a walk across the Clark's Fork River to see "Death of a President". I was surprised to find that the film is neither as provocative nor as threatening as all of the misinforme...
Posted by Christopher on Mon, 30 Oct 2006 11:52:00 PST

Blazing Tree

Blazing Tree by Steve Garnaas-Holmes When my flesh stands underneath an autumn tree,rich with orange leaves, I want to be like that:flinging vibrant colors to the wind,beautiful and bold in suc...
Posted by Christopher on Mon, 30 Oct 2006 08:08:00 PST

Hopscotch

Hopscotch I don't like the things you have to say about this place. Are you so naïve? Your opinions give cause for brand inspection. Audible, but empty. Echo? Will you have ...
Posted by Christopher on Sun, 08 Oct 2006 10:00:00 PST

Song of an Absent Dad

Simple Enough -by Christopher Torma © 2003 Daddy may be far away But, I love you. Daddy may not call everyday But, I love you. I'm proud of who you are and everything you'll be. You will...
Posted by Christopher on Wed, 06 Sep 2006 08:33:00 PST