Welcome to The Tarot of Why
The Fool
Your future is large.
Now it can be why'd.
The Magician
The Magician.
Carnival barker.
Side show shill.
Step right up, if you will.
Step right up, dear Questioneer.
Here's an army of arms,
An infinity of fears.
Step right up, give it a try.
Time to find the reasons Why.
Further, farther, enough and more.
Step right up, there’s much in store.
There’s nothing that you don’t possess.
Time to leave them begging for less.
There’s no mistake that you can’t make.
Magic is in the error.
The High Priestess
The High Priestess
Welcome to your youtopia.
A bottomless lake and a cornucopia.
Mother, Goddess, a mess of blessings.
And here’s something interesting:
A loving pair of benevolent eyes
On every one of your future Why’s.
The Empress
No matter where you’re going, where you are or where you’ve been, remember the power of the feminine.
Though her kindness is sublime, she doesn’t take a lot of crap.
But if you need your futures nurtured, sit on her lap.
The land, the sea, the sky is her dominion (in my opinion.)
She gave you your birth, your self worth, some call her Mother Earth.
But her power is not confined to this planet.
So don’t take her for pomegranate.
The Emperor
The Emperor.
Emperor.
Exemplorer.
Number four.
Father, mentor.
Either or.
Guarded, well regarded.
Went to war.
Learned, stern.
Has a banner
With the Sun, the Moon and a hammer.
Knows the ins and the outs.
The patriarch that masks his doubt.
Why?
The Hierophant
Early riser, spiritual advisor.
Also a bit of a norm conformer.
Likes his wild tamed,
His knowledge named.
The truths, the lies
All organized.
Has a flying key,
A giant V.
Hopes to be Pope as you can see.
Also likes long religious talks.
-Really quite orthodox.
Usually calm, cool, collected
But his head is unconnected.
Why?
The Lovers
Hearts synchronized.
A sharing of lies.
A deep mutual disdain.
The old ball and chain.
Strangulation, gaiety.
Simultaneity.
Trust and disgust.
The dust of the lust.
An alarming disarmament.
A noose of a truce.
And a dragonfly. Why?
The Chariot
Why walk when you can drive?
You've room to vroom.
Then:
Double deals.
Training wheels.
Then:
Traffic jams.
Changed plans.
A dream detoured
But undeterred,
You turn the page.
Then:
Road rage.
Hate Ben.
Love Hur.
Drive thru.
The two you's.
Conquer fear.
Why?
You're the charioteer.
Strength
The Hermit
The Hermit
Pay no attention to the man in front of the curtain.
Nor to the creatures that lurk behind it.
True strength is where you find it.
It’s lifting your weight despite the detractors.
The bad actors.
The inner and outer voices.
It’s making decisions, not choices.
Strength is not a horn you toot.
It’s the resolute route.
The difficult path.
Why? Don’t ask.
Just bend to the task.
Bend- but don’t break.
Seeing strength as power is a mistake.
I know you’ve got a lot on your plate.
七転び八起き
Fall down seven times, get up eight.
The Hermit
The Hermit
The Hermit
Re: The Hermit.
Research, Refind.
Rethink, Remind.
Reread, Rewrite.
Refine respite.
Rework, Restore.
Research some more.
Respark, Refuse.
Remake, Re-use.
Rewind, Rewire.
Restrict, Retire.
Recoup, Retreat.
Regroup and repeat.
Rehab, Retry.
Re-ask why.
The Wheel
You're not sure what you feel is real.
You see an Angel and a Devil on a hamster wheel.
What in heaven, What the hell
Out of the Hermit's cave
Into the Turtle's shell.
What hell, what the heck.
From the top of the roller coaster
To the train wreck.
Here's the deal:
You take your chances when you ride the wheel.
Win/lose. Lose/win.
You take your turn. You give it a spin.
Revolve, evolve as you rotate.
Wheel of Fortune, Wheel of Fate.
From last gasp to first breath.
Wheel of Life, Wheel of Death.
Why worry?
It just boils down
To what goes around comes around.
How's that sound?
Justice
Just justice.
No frills.
And a sword that kills.
A flattering banner.
A double standard.
Balancing cruelty and kindness.
Fine with blindness.
The verdict heard.
The final word.
Vengeance skewered.
And the three birds.
Absurd.
Why.
The Hanged Man
It’s time for a purgatory story. Things look bad but not to worry.
Think of it as a yoga pose.
A way to get the crossroads knowed.
Seeing things from a new angle, you dangle.
Legs akimbo, you’re in limbo.
The whirlpool dooms as the gallows blooms.
And the moon shines bright upon the day.
0r turn it ‘round the other way.
Or just close your eyes and trust your senses.
You’ve got some out of pocket expenses.
It’s time to let your ego go.
Time to convert the vertigo
And try giving Sacrifice a try.
This owl doesn’t say Who.
It says Why.
Death
Thirteen.
At least it’s serene.
The last breath taken.
The sleep from which you don’t awaken.
(if I’m not mistaken.)
Here’s the interesting part:
It could be a new start.
Temperance
For your reference:
Here’s Temperance.
A man kneeling.
Annealing.
Poise without noise.
Done with the RIP
Balancing extremes, as you can see.
Patiently blending water and fire.
Quenching steel, smoothing ire.
The gentle wrath of the middle path.
Sure, sometimes the meaning is undeduce-able.
But Temperance is the forge, the crucible.
And at the edge of the pond, Flowers blooming.
Representing rebirth I’m assuming.
the devil
Toil and trouble.
Demonic, unhuggable.
Hunting the gullible.
Stirring the pot.
Trouble and toil.
A ledgeless gargoyle
A holder of grudges
Stirring the pot.
A trap, a disruption.
A dungeon luncheon.
The grave of gumption.
In a cave of cravings.
Still stirring the pot.
THE TOWER
Pillar, lighthouse, burning steeple.
Up in flames. Down go the people.
Double crossed by the chaos,
Feeling the pangs of change.
The new normal’s a strange strain.
Keep down wind of the up heaval.
This abrupt disruption.
Is it a new start for an old fart or a volcano eruption?
You may find yourself asking why we really need to scrape the sky. Outlook, minaret, obelisk.
The view was great but was it worth the risk?
The star
Sit and stare.
There’ll be future fanfare.
But for right now, backstage,
There’s a quiet rage.
But it’s all good.
The price of Selfhood.
There you are.
The very Who of the Tarot of Why.
The Star.
All the applause, the flatteries,
Certainly charged
the batteries.
But after all the curtain calls have called,
A star falls, reflects.
Perhaps what you really want to do is direct.
the moon
A narcissus with insomnia.
The refuge of subterfuge.
A benevolent violence.
The deceptive ease.
A somnambulant ambulance.
The hint of intuition.
And a moonbreeze.
Why not indeed.
the sun
Of course.
Our favorite light source.
You know that glow,
That sublime shine,
That divine wisdom,
It’s the center of the solar system.
You know that bright.
Bringer of life,
Banisher of night.
Got Problems?
The Sun will heal ‘em.
It lifts you up. Why?
It’s 25% helium.
The top of the list for the optimist.
This might be as good as it gets.
Take advantage now, before it sets.
Judgement
Great.
It’s time to evaluate.
Put your cards on the table
(If you’re able)
And assess.
Do you hex or do you bless?
Do you berate or consecrate?
It’s never too early or too late.
Trust.
It has ever been thus:
From pre natal to the last gavel,
From before you’re born to the final horn,
The reckoning has always been beckoning.
Grand.
Time to take the witness stand.
Put yourself on trial for awhile and confess.
We all crave good judgement, seek fairness.
Why not try a little self awareness?
The World
Decide to be satisfied.
Whoever said you couldn’t have it all, lied.
More than a planet.
More than the Earth.
Your first berth.
Your home turf.
If whole was your goal,
Meet your complete.
Outer space.
Inner space.
This glorious place
From which the question mark curled.
The whole why'd World.