My Popes
I had two Popes, two great fathers who guided me to myself
I had two Popes, two great fathers who guided me to myself
I was fifteen years old. She was blonde like the wheats. La belle vie, my friends.
The image shows a triumphant kinglet. Too much maybe?
This arcane knows what it doesn’t want anymore, but it doesn’t know what it wants
The hermit is a cycle end. He tells the story of a young man who has become too old.
The Wheel of Fortune is rather that of Infortune. It shakes the world and makes you stumble.
By dint of turning, the Wheel of Fortune catches me and grinds me like straw.
The Arcane Strength is not what it was: many youngsters jump and go to the Hanged Man
The great adventure of celestial chivalry starts with the Hanged Man
The number XIII arcane has sometimes been called Death, which is wrong
Temperance: Measure. Moderation in all the pleasures of the senses.
Opening of the first 6 chakram: base, sex, belly, plexus, throat, forehead.