My mask, a skull with a black feathered headdress. I painted its white when the explosion hit. The veil parted. Time flew then but now it drags like shoveling sand. Bone is lightweight. If you rub it against your teeth it is abrasive. O Pan, Lo Pan. I can't not believe my own religion! Chicken feet and an eagle's talon, feathers, smoke, petals and lipstick. The blood from between my thighs. Pubic hair and a cup of coffee; spit and tongue. These are all part of my religion.

A One card spread: The Nine of Diamonds-BIAS
Unneeded prejudice; blindness. Possibly a change of residence. Diamonds correspond to the Earth signs in Astrology: Capricorn, Taurus, and Virgo. Mundane. Stuck in a rut or in an old worn pattern of thinking. In Yes/No=No.

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