VI OF CUPS
The circle of life is a wild array of spinning spheres. Atoms vibrating up against each other. Planets orbiting stars. Seasons marking long moments and the Sun’s rise and setting sealing shorter ones. Everywhere around us disks turn, separating and connecting us in varying degrees of separation.
SON OF CUPS
Magic is only madness if you believe it to be. Synchronicity is a matter of seeking meaning. Reality is altered by anything you realize.