the sun beams infinite love.

pure, life-giving energy.

the sun isn't selective, it shines everywhere, omniluminescent.

bright.

dear droqen of yesterday:

Why have you been so reserved with your energy? It isn't yours to conserve or lose, anyway: all energy comes from The Sun, and though it is not infinite, it is cosmic in scale. The Sun always rises; it is unselective with where its rays shine;

but -- droqen of yesterday, is this the way you speak to yourself? You, you, you...

The Sun represents additive and multiplicative forces of light and colour.

The Sun dominates the sky, inspires and powers every smaller light we have ever created, gives birth to lush greenery and motion and action.

The Sun.

lately, i've been on a real subtractive kick. what have i done? what are the consequences of my actions? is this the right thing to do?

yesterday, i went to the beach with a couple friends and a bunch more friends-of-friends. today, i received some thoughts that make me think of the magnitude of love and of life; life finds a way.

what is the sun? the source of energy, it shines from above, un-selective.

The Sun really is pure life-giving energy.

also, i will edit the original post in each thread, if you have thoughts on any of the cards please feel free to share them! i'm interested in accumulating thoughts on each card, any relationship you may have to the cards, etc. i'll try to remember to note this in the work-in-progress cards specifically.

plus, at least two of the poems in The End of Gameplay are not only about the sun, but specifically about killing or destroying the sun. what's up with that?

the sun. i write about the sun a lot in my poems... like a lot.
the sun's traditional meaning has to do with, in my understanding, inspiration/motivation, that is, of a human action or mindset inspiring another person, and truth/illumination. i think about the first one often: what does it mean to be the sun? my sun has three figures to indicate a sort of relationship, not so much a journey, but we are all these three at different moments. are we on the ground, receiving as via photosynthesis? are we in the sky, flying? are we in the sun, or the sun itself?

i should share a few of my sun poems...

in each of these threads i'll post a card (i'm also experimenting with various forms of visual deformation at the same time) and focus on capturing some thoughts that i have about the card, my design of it, and how to use it in a reading. i'm particularly inspired, or maybe amused, by Strength's page in "The Pictorial Key to the Tarot" (1910), because i've always wondered what was up with Strength and Justice having mixed-up numbers... well, here the book illuminates why it's such a mystery. and so uselessly! "For reasons which satisfy myself, this card has been interchanged with that of justice, which is usually numbered eight. As the variation carries nothing with it which will signify to the reader, there is no cause for explanation." (beneath the header, "VIII // Strength, or Fortitude")

it is this spirit, above all, which i hope to capture in my small book on my cards.

My Sun depicts a journey, or a relationship, between the earth-bound figure and the one in the sky, its outline destroyed by pure energy. The Sun dominates the sky, ignites the city's ten lesser suns, and its light even penetrates the constructed world to the lush greenery beneath.

When I think about The Sun, I'd like to remember above all its innocence: its pure life-giving energy reaches everything everywhere all at once. I need it most of all in times of skepticism and doubt and fear to remind me of the power of revealing fire.