Tarot reading 2026-01-28

  Oh, what would I do, alone in a room, with you,

  Grab some lube, and get ready,

  To strum the guitar, then asks me,

  What fills a cup, is it holy water,

  Streaming into my mouth,

  What was I saying, pepperoni and cheese, then ask me why everything echoes,

  Then say second eternities,

  Say strings that pull,

  Say kiss the altar,

  Then say it’s a notion…

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  You had a good run homie

  The truth will be marked, and if you ever cared to say something out loud or make art, they will hear your eternal life's echo in the void, like Todd Howard programmed the matrix and you clipped out of existence, there will still be your reputation in Valhalla, like Nelson Mandela, I learned something from my eternal life, I didn’t get involved with those nurses, I never raped Walmart girl, and I let bus lady pass me by, how depressing, is the world a little darker, no homie, as the deep hole the world hides in lingers, and the terrible pull of the abyss, denying these opportunities offered my mind some modicum of clarity, along the vast and cloudy fog that is human stupidity, the Epstein files have revealed a lot, imagine going out like Trump, that you were not only a tyrant, but an idiot who decided to jump into a hole, simply because he was rich and thought he could, so indulgent, finger in a 13 year old, measuring the tightness, oh, to be privileged, to be robbed of caution and fear of god, as above so below, as the moon pulls our heart strings, and your father measures it all out on a scale, saying to everything in existence, that it was worth it, so much humanity has done under the sun, and the blood that stains the hands of so many, call Jesus, and ask someone to throw the first stone, humanity and basic respect, does the West extend, just know that maybe the worst thing they can say after you’re gone, is that you shamed your mother, and your neighbors thought you were embarrassing, I’m just saying, Nelson Mandela avoided death, if only we could all be so blessed, your father measuring, oh lord, god willing…