O\'Fool

The fool travels on his foolish journey, foolish things, and foolish sights. Trap in his own prison of ignorance and shame. Locked in his mind the concept of samadhi escapes him. O fool when will you know the ways of life, are your own. Money spent even though there is none, lovers taken even though there is no love. O fool when will you learn? Too foolish to know his faults and blame those who are not involved. His self-prison of depression and anxiety, too scared to tear them apart. O fool when will you learn, to lose everything is too grow. Learn the new magic within and turn tides to the sky so bright. Then your magic will turn, and you become the Magician. Work your magic for wisdom and creativity, find a way to the other side. Manifest the gifts within you, use them to transcend. The High Priestess will be your guide to become one with Empress, she is life, she is earth, learn her ways and dance in the dirt. Divine in nature, noble and proud, she is a lesson to learn. She’ll inspire the emergence of the leader within you and become her Emperor. Together you are bound by the mastery of the Hierophant, he instills the divine energy and marries the wisdom. These Lovers have a choice, and each other they do choose. Free they are, the Chariot takes them far. To land where they can build, build their love and family. The Strength of the divine does need an appearance, for the Emperor becomes the Hermit. Withdrawn and non-productive, the hermit has a new lesson to learn. The wisdom is now internal, the Wheel of Fortune is here to do it all again. Leave the past and power forward, for these lesson of life are never fair. However, Justice will prevail and persecute to damage, the Hanged man waits, in tranquil patience he waits. The handman waits until he is greeted by death who frees him of his restraints. Here there is no Temperance, no evolution of the soul, O fool is back again. His new found wisdom used for his surface pleasure of hedonistic reveries, he is lost again and broken. Within his chaotic Tower, time is short and unforgiving, the fall of his state is great. His madness and despair, mixed in with the fall of his foolishness. Soon he transcends in the Star, reclaiming of his divine. Imagine the greatest of learn to travel alone, and howl beneath the Moon. Awaken again in the bright light of the Sun, for a beginning of who you are. The resurrection of the soul must meet its Judgement and spread amongst the World for these lessons to be learn again. O fool when will this cycle end.