among my greatest points of joy this weekend was doing cartomancy for rationalists
Conversation
me, the humble diviner shuffling my cards amidst the throbbing energy of the popup bar while and provide drink after drink for light filled bright eyed strangers
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the cards are a signal, they asked to be witnessed and questioned
people come to me with long explanations for their skepticism
they want to be heard and witnessed, they want to participate, all while holding their rationality like a shield
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"it's alright," i say "you lose nothing in this"
and they don't
i beg no suspension of disbelief, no transgressions of framework
i ask only that they be present, and honest
in fact i don't even have to ask
it's what they're there to do, what we both are
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i offer a brief explanation, yelling over the din
i feel less like the mystic diviner of the tea shop and more like a super grumbling over the grease in your drain pipes
but the freneticism fits, builds the energy
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the reading is performed
and whatever the querent's ontology, whatever they're holding
they find some truth in the chaos
or something like it
they leave smiling
i am too
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to my mind this is how divination should be done
it's liminal
i want no change from you, nor should you ask it from me
if change should come as a result all the better
but it *should* be liminal
a passing through
a moment
it should be experienced as is
the learning comes later
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