Today’s deck is the Erotic Fantasy Tarot.
You know, in hindsight it’s shocking how few openly horny tarot decks I’ve found.
Honestly, more than the illustrations I REALLY like the way they integrated a label for the card in the bottom, especially after being super annoyed about the Dungeons and Dragons Tarot.
I talked about the Knight of Pentacles the other day, being the solid worker type. The King of Cups, meanwhile, is supposed to be the diplomatic sort of person.
I haven’t talked about the High Priestes though. Basically she’s both a continuation to The Magician and a counterpart to The Hierophant. With the first, while The Magician is the initiation into everything physical (Magician is more like Alchemist), The High Priestess is the introduction to the metaphysical. And whereas The Hierophant represents spirituality through dogma, The High Priestess is that everpresent spirituality you see even in things like intuition.
So what’s today’s reading? Well I take it to be regular advice more than anything. In this case “The path to diplomacy is a combination of consistence and openness”.
Perhaps there’s another meaning, but that’s what it read like to me at least.
By the way, special mention goes to this deck that has the meaning of each card written on it. I think I ordered it by accident trying to get a case for cards and it’s a neat thing. Made me order one in english just for fun.
Today started with a nasty migraine that just wouldn’t go away and I couldn’t find the ibuprofen in my house… though to be fair it was probably covered under something in its usual spot but ADHD means it vanished from existence.
I also have an order from UPS and because UPS delivers in more piecemeal ways compared to the local companies I was in suspense over if it would come today so I decided to stay at home until… midday-ish?
So while waiting and to kill time, I perused a numerology book I have around. I found something about your name number. Basically they have a chart where every letter is assigned a number from 1 to 9… it does raise the question of what you if your name has a character not in that chart. There’s probably an answer but again, I was just perusing.
The idea is that you take the value of every letter and add it up, and when it inevitably goes above 9 you reduce it by adding up the numbers of the total (so 16 becomes 7 because 1+6) unless it’s a number with meaning over 10 like 11 or 22.
So taking the four parts of my name it’s 41=5 21=3 11 and 24=6. That makes it 5+3+11+6=25. Then 2+5=7 my number is 7.
Now, I should point out something SUPER interesting. I did the process wrong twice and it still ended up as 7. First I forgot to reduce 41 and I added up the 11. So it was 41+3+2+6=52, and then 5+2=7.
The second time around I still forgot to not reduce the 11 so it was 5+3+2+6=16. And then 1+6=7.
And just for fun, 41+3+11+6=61. And then 6+1=7.
…so do you really need to reduce the numbers? 41+21+11+24=97. Then 9+7=16 and 1+6=7 so…
This bit isn’t even numerology-specific, numbers are funny like that sometimes.
According to the book 7s are insightful, observant intuitive, etc. The one bit that didn’t quite fit for me was the part where it says that my parents kept secrets and that built a paranoia in me. If anything, I’d say in retrospect my household could’ve used a but more privacy on some matters sometimes but that’s more a nuance I see as an adult rather than a problem in the moment.
There is a “Soul Number” which is when you take only the vowels of the breakdown you did earlier. Mine in total is 6. Then there’s also a “Personality Number” which is the consonants. Mine is 1
And according to the book that makes me someone that wants to love and be loved (on point), and someone that gives a first impression of controlled or corageous at best and of intimidating or unreceptive at worst (also on point for better AND worse).
I’ll probably go more in depth with it down the line. Numerology, like astrology, can be fun but my problem is that unlike fortune readings it’s a one-time thing.
The interesting thing is that you might think “they’re just grabbing a bunch of adjectives and hoping they fit you”. And while it IS true that everyone’s going to have a bit of a certain adjective in them, not all of them are gonna resonate.
It’s a spectrum of things. On one hand if someone called me a team worker I would agree insofar as the fact that I can work with others if needed, but I wouldn’t say that’s me because I’m aggressively individualist on a fundamental level. And on the other if someone called me a good student I’d laugh because that’s the one thing I know for a fact I’m not. I love learning, just not under someone.
I went to the Volks shop after a long while. It was a busy day because the Anya Forger dollfie just released and a bunch of people were picking them up. I managed to nab a mochiashi 2.0 body tho, last Semi-white one.
You know, I have nothing against Anya, but I did stop reading Spy x Family when I realized it was focusing more on her than on the adults. It’s the odd case where I drop off a manga more out of a sense of “well, I like it but I’m not getting as much of what I want” rather than stuff like the wimpy guy defending his girl from someone trying to pick her up.
I swear to God the moment that happens I just tune out so hard. It feels like such a cheap contrivance, like they find it so hard to make the relationship believable that they have to do the “girl gets swooned by being protected” bit.
You know maybe that’s why I don’t mind NTR, because it gives catharsis to that part of me so deeply annoyed with it.
Thus Fer continues to vehemently insist that he’s “not into NTR, BUT…!”.
Back to the doll shop. They’re holding their photograph meetup tomorrow and I really wanna go but I’ve also not finished prepping my luggage for Hakone, so we’ll see how that goes.
On the way back I bought Eve TRIPLE SHOT or whatever. It’s Ibuprofen plus Acetaminofen and it comes in three per dose rather than the usual two.
After getting the pills I actually started sweating a bit. Now, I sweat like crazy for the smallest things so that doesn’t actually mean much in the grand scheme of things, but it did make me think “I wonder if I had a fever and didn’t know?”.
Ah well, I should be sleeping anyways.