#fortunetelling
Time doesn’t exist here.
Have your plate
But please don’t touch anything on it.
You’re doing
your deed
You’re doing
what you feel
to be your role here
by Design
An Activation
of a certain characteristic of your’s
Where You feel like You have this
tendency to kind of
become radioactive
as well!
Tell Me!
What do you see
when you don’t see
What I see
when I look at you?
I don’t know what that’s alluding to.
Someone’s doing some digging
They’re really,
They’re looking into,
I’m hearing,
the Crystal Ball
But it’s not just like
Ha ha ha,
so interesting
I’m seeing
The Crystal Ball
has even its own ways
of stalking, right?
If we think about
a Crystal Ball
It’s like
Ok
We
We
We
Peer into
the Crystal Ball
We look through the glass
Places
and
Time
I don’t know what that’s alluding to
But it’s like
Even
The Crystal Ball
Ha ha
Has an agenda of its own
that is not really
part of the storyline!
It’s like
it’s so weird
I’m seeing
a Crystal Ball
as a character in like a movie
Or something?
Everyone thinks
Oh they just look into
the Crystal Ball
and that’s all they see
But
it’s like
The Crystal Ball
Has it’s own police report
That it doesn’t file.
Jun 24, 2019
Jun 24, 2019 at 4:29 PM UTC
Horses drum the earth,
hooves strike fire, hooves strike dust.
Wheels creak, canvas snaps,
wind whispers secrets we must trust.
Hands hover—tea leaves spin,
crystals catch the sun,
cards flip, palms reveal
what the world cannot hold.
Blood hums hidden roads,
brotherhood shadows, secret codes,
magic flows in veins,
fire alive in every stride.
I am the caravan’s echo,
smoke, cards, palms, wind, dust.
Child of shadowed paths,
keeper of secrets,
blood of magic,
and in this blood,
I am whole.
I am free.
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 5:48 AM UTC