Legitimately why I picked up tarot reading though. I needed an introspective mindfulness activity. I used to do cognitive behavioral therapy with spreadsheets. It was informative but exhausting. I think it gave me a good set of foundational concepts, but realistically humans are just fundamentally meant to surround themselves with pretty rocks while talking about how much they personally relate to shared culturally inherited stories. And I just love explaining Gnosticism to people in the most chaotic way possible.
Looking at the completely undesirable and incomprehensible bits of reality is bad for the psyche if you think that death is inevitable. Otherwise you’re just looking for clues.
We scoff at them both, but seriously pick one and get comfortable, looking reality right in the butt-cheeks is bad for the soul.
Stop looking at the cheeks, grit those teeth, and give that anus a good gander.
(Full disclosure: I am not a therapist, but it’s good advice.)
Legitimately why I picked up tarot reading though. I needed an introspective mindfulness activity. I used to do cognitive behavioral therapy with spreadsheets. It was informative but exhausting. I think it gave me a good set of foundational concepts, but realistically humans are just fundamentally meant to surround themselves with pretty rocks while talking about how much they personally relate to shared culturally inherited stories. And I just love explaining Gnosticism to people in the most chaotic way possible.
You say that as if nobody enjoys true crime. Seems like a skill issue to me
Looking at the completely undesirable and incomprehensible bits of reality is bad for the psyche if you think that death is inevitable. Otherwise you’re just looking for clues.