She puts the cards down
After shuffling them a thousand times over; mixing every overarching archetype with deft precision
“As the chaos of the universe, so is the chaos of the cards; show us what we need to see,” whispering wonders in a smoke filled room
through ancient times we’ve sought refuge in mystical principles
Like a pet rock
Hardened stone scrap
Seeking meaning in the deeper principles
Something akin to bewilderment
Like the first opening of the eyes
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