03-10-2026, 12:13 AM
Opals have to do with tears, and they have to do with rainbows and harmony and, for me, multiculture. Cells are cells in living organisms.
So, as Chiron heals one thing, he has to harm something else. So healing and warring are the same.
The thyme has to do with Venus (Netzach on the Tree of Living) and Good Neighbors (the "Fae" don't like to be called that; they respond better if you announce them indirectly or peripherally; and since they are the same and different, with us, they don't mind the word Good: They let me speak this way, as everything I say is peripheral to what most everybody else is talking about).
Mercy Lake is connected by the Fortune Card to Netzach.
Globin and Globe bear each other. And the Globe, or world-symbolic-narrative stage is also "justified" by the lines about blinded hatred of all fortune: thus, Chiron, who was wounded by an arrow, funny for a centaur to be, after all, is all out of rage for fortune.
In my version of the Living Tree, the desert of knowledge has been flooded, destroyed are the graal of understanding and ark of zodiacal wisdom, and the land between the Sea and Mercy Lake is a Fertile Land fit for Itinerant Lore.
Nevertheless, my multispecies, multicultural Chiron, the bodymind as one, is wounded by the very pulse of living, which, socially-culturally, assures conflict, violence and suffering.
Also, the differences between True and real, between man and nature. And, if you like, sense and nonsense.
So, as Chiron heals one thing, he has to harm something else. So healing and warring are the same.
The thyme has to do with Venus (Netzach on the Tree of Living) and Good Neighbors (the "Fae" don't like to be called that; they respond better if you announce them indirectly or peripherally; and since they are the same and different, with us, they don't mind the word Good: They let me speak this way, as everything I say is peripheral to what most everybody else is talking about).
Mercy Lake is connected by the Fortune Card to Netzach.
Globin and Globe bear each other. And the Globe, or world-symbolic-narrative stage is also "justified" by the lines about blinded hatred of all fortune: thus, Chiron, who was wounded by an arrow, funny for a centaur to be, after all, is all out of rage for fortune.
In my version of the Living Tree, the desert of knowledge has been flooded, destroyed are the graal of understanding and ark of zodiacal wisdom, and the land between the Sea and Mercy Lake is a Fertile Land fit for Itinerant Lore.
Nevertheless, my multispecies, multicultural Chiron, the bodymind as one, is wounded by the very pulse of living, which, socially-culturally, assures conflict, violence and suffering.
Also, the differences between True and real, between man and nature. And, if you like, sense and nonsense.