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I've been very very intrigued with this card lately.
Seven is my (favorite) number--so it kind of starts there.
I have several real swords in my apartment
(I collect them when I can)
and, lately, I've been pinning a lot of sword related imagery on some of my Pinterest boards.
Over the years, I've often been told that since I'm a Taurus--an Earth sign--that maybe I should collect Shields or Coins or Discs--go outside more--be earthy--that sort of thing.
And then--Discs. Shields. Green. Always lead me to the archangel Gabriel.
Which--though it all lines up perfectly in my strange head--is an entirely different post.
But never fear.
In my many over the top fantasy daydreams,
I reside in a big black spooky bunker castle type abode
that sits upon a desolate ice field.
It's ultra modern and sleek inside--
all concrete, metal and black wood and stone.
Lots of weird geometric abstract art everywhere.
But the outside of my Hermit Haven
is guarded by golems and minotaurs--with laser carbines and energy swords.
Magical Spheres and Discs also patrol the air and grounds. And maybe some beautiful bearded men with black battle axes wearing very tight leather environment suits.
Sorry--I'll stop--
the security detail of my black bunker is also another story that I'll have to write out sometime.
All I was trying to say is that I'm not an Air sign--but I love me some swords.
But skipping all that--this particular card is me--very me.
And I never knew how much so until just this past week.
I have always gravitated toward The Hanged Man and The Hermit. The imagery--the--ugh-explaining those two cards
(what they are/mean to me) is yet another post--fuck.
I also have a strange path to The Tower.
I had a dear friend who would always say, "Why aren't you gravitating toward the Magician more?? That should be your card if any of them are."
That magical dilemma is--yes, you guessed it--another post.
Soooo--back to how I was trying to start this shit:
Little did I know that the Seven of Swords is very much a Vincent Card.
I wish had discovered or studied it sooner.
I've been listening to a couple of gentlemen on YouTube who did what I thought was a good job of spelling out the intriguing, the tricky and strange Seven of Swords.
I listen to the videos repeatedly and, yet, I still don't fully understand why I am doing all this to myself.
Why don't I ever make sense?
Why do I have no clear purpose?
Why am I more concerned with naming my next starship/spaceship (the) Seven of Swords instead using these seven swords to slice away the bullshit and broken armor I've covered myself in for these many many years??
Vincent
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The Seven of Swords is a card that demands you look inward and examine your own behavior.
"Sometimes the Seven of Swords tarot points out that your sense of isolation is self-inflicted."
Numerology: 7 – Regaining or losing control, mastery, choices, responsibility, myth, secrets.
Keywords – Feeling ineffectual; delusion; feeling inept; pessimism; subterfuge; theft ; theft of ideas; mental procrastination; just doing enough; falling short of the mark; working beneath your own standards.
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Self deception.
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Saboteur
Spy
Antagonist
Assassin
Agent
Adversary
Revolutionary
Rebel
Rival
Foe
Fifth Column
Inquisitor
Traitor*
Villain
*Traitor happens to be one of my most favorite songs
by The Sugarcubes.
"Enemy drums--beating my time away.
When the sun rises--I will not see it."
And later I skulked about a cemetery.
So cliche.
(This photo looks BADASS on my computer here at work.
The light and tones are perfect.
I wish I could take this monitor home)
Get out of his hair.
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I think Yung Rapunxel is my new favorite song.
I've listened to it a thousand times today--
along with many others
from my newly created Azealia Banks playlist--
1991 is my next fave.
Out of Space, Neptune, Nathan, Runnin',
Fuck Up The Fun, Fantasea, Us,
Liquorice and Luxury might all be tied for a very close third.
And I really like the Yung Rapunxel video too:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=iFe-sfJeh2E
I'm all about the dark imagery.
Teeth for eyes,
a tumultuous sky, a crescent moon
and a bad bitch on a black bull.
What's not to love?
Anyway--I wanted to do a crazier image here--
maybe give myself a yellow eye and a red eye--
a crescent moon crown or something--
but I like this one--for now.
I know--I always say I'm going to do another version later--and never do--
but I may surprise myself.
In the meantime,
enjoy the wicked witch/wizard/warlock Rapunxel.
He's got a dark spell for you.
Just stay out of his hair.
Vincent
Everything within me turns rapist
Everything turns saint
The spit and the blood
And your longing for god
Have lost all meaning now
And I offered myself to the night
In a spray of blossoms red and white
And I took my seat among the depraved
Like a choir boy
Like a returning faith
A race of demons
A race of thieves
Is asking for shelter
Is waiting for me
For we love to betray
In bursts of grief and laughter
For we servants must answer
The call of the blood today
Does that make you sufficient unto yourself?
Der Brandtaucher
---Rome
(Der Wolfsmantel is coming soon)
Master of the Aether:
for Dr. Joseph E. Stack
R.I.P.
I miss you terribly.
But may you be at peace now.
Watch over me please.
V.
You will never feel the same
You will never know where you've to go
You will never feel this cold
You will never feel the same.
Winter Lanterns
--The Bel Am
Living On Video
---Trans X
I'll never forget when I first heard this song.
Germany. 1982/1983--sitting in the dark,
in the middle of the night, on the floor of my bedroom.
I had pushed play/record on my little silver stereo--
taping it off some random radio station
onto a raggedy cassette tape.
Actually, I taped a lot of cool electro/synth music off those German radio stations back then.
And little did my weird, introverted, pre-teen self know that,
like 20+ years later, I'd still be weird and introverted--
dancing alone to Living On Video in a neon lit corner,
in the middle of the night,
inside a dark club in Chicago.