Osaka PV: Kasumi

Seventy eight cards in a deck, twenty two Major Arcana, fifty six Minor Arcana, two positions known: Upright, the position of nature, the lawful way of things, and reversed, the anomaly in nature, like religion to humanity, like lies staining the truth. All of that is, nevertheless, just part of a whole, for thanks to the normality and the anomalies that lie in each Tarot deck there’s the possibility to request the help of the great ones and ask about the path that has been prepared for us.

I shuffle the cards, backwards, forwards, I turn some of them every now and then, unlike many cowardly so called foresighters I’m not afraid of calling for reversed cards, anomalies as they are, they allow me to see further into the truth.

Carefully I put the cards over the table, all of them facing down and I do the last movement to randomize the process, I spread them around as I would spread cream over dry skin, being careful to not to let any of them flip, else I’d have to start again.

Then, guiding myself with what some uneducated humans would call “gut feeling” only, letting myself to pick the ones that give me this strange cold sense when I pass my hand over them, I select seven cards out of the seventy eight and then proceed to lay them in front of me.

Seven, my number, the one who represents who I really am, not who they, the weaker ones, think me to be: I am a Seeker, a Finder of the Truth; I’m the one who is here to find what lies beneath the comfortable veil of what we believe as real, the one to face the darker side of reality and vanish the unnatural beings that lurk under it.

I am the Great Priestess, the Demon exorciser, a warrior of old ascendance and even older blood. But, prepared as I am, I too have to ready myself and look forwards into the future my Fate is guiding me towards and for that I need my cards, my Liliths.

Picking up the first one of the square and flat objects, I examine it carefully:

The two of swords… reversed, which changed its usually pure meaning to that of a probable dealings with rogues, but the important question was: What kind of rogues? Why would I have anything to do with any of them? Had I been selected to guide them back towards the path of fate from which they had escaped?

This last thought made me reflect a bit and my curiosity grew, making me rush in turning up the next card:

The hierophant, upright. I just had a good feeling about it, its meaning was tied to beliefs and, for some low minded people; it meant religion. But, then again, the concept of religion was quite despicable for me to really include it in this reading, or any other.

The next one made me feel rather confused:

The Fool, upright. Strangely I had often felt as if the meaning of this card was related to me in some way or another yet I couldn’t explain how exactly.

Shaking my head to clear it, I pressed on:

The page of swords, upright.

The seven of cups, reversed.

The five of wands, upright.

With that last combo I could now see that I would find myself involved in a project, from which I would gain more than I imagined; now this was getting interesting, quite, in fact. Playing with my hair I turned to see the last one just to stop, I hadn’t noticed until now but… I had laid it completely horizontal in reference to the others. This had never happened to me before and, when I picked it up I was more surprised to see the boney face of:

The Death. Being laid like that was as if fate was tricking me, it could mean either a joyful start for me, or a dreaded wall against which I’d crash.

For a while I was just quiet, sitting in a lotus position while I examined the fate that was being announced to me, well, maybe my soul companion: Anilahaab, was trying to tell me something, warn me about this interesting prospect of a future so I would be ready when it came.

I kept trying to focus more and more, trying to decipher another meaning to this mess, but, in the end, I just gathered my Liliths and stretched. There was no problem at all, the cards were now shuffled, the next step was theirs to take, I just hoped that, whatever heathen, , rogue or abomination got in my path, knew how to pick his playing hand well, for destiny is fickle, and I have several aces under my sleeve.