Chapter 10 - The Wheel Of Fortune

From out of hiding comes the Fool, into the sunlight, as if being pulled up from some low, dark point on a wheel. It is time for a change. Staff in hand, he heads back out into the world, expecting nothing. But, strangely, things seem to happen to him as the hours go by, good things. Wandering by a water wheel a woman offers him a drink in a golden chalice, and then urges him to keep the cup, just because she likes him; as he wanders by a windmill, he stops to watch a young man swinging a sword; when he expresses his admiration of the weapon, the young man presses it into his hand, insisting that he take it.

And finally, when he comes upon a rich merchant sitting in a wagon, right over one of the wheels, the man hands him a bag of money. "I like giving away money," explains the Merchant, "and I decided, just randomly, that the tenth person who walked past me today would get this money. You're the tenth." The Fool hardly thought he could still be surprised, but he is. It is as if everything good that he ever did in his life is being paid back to him, three-fold. All luck this day is his.

Chapter 9 - The Hermit

After a long and busy lifetime, building, creating, loving, hating, fighting, compromising, failing, succeeding, the Fool feels a profound need to retreat. In a small, rustic home deep in the woods, he hides, reading, cleaning, organizing, resting or just thinking. But every night at dusk he heads out, traveling across the bare, autumnal landscape. He carries only a staff and a lantern.

It is during these restless walks from dusk till dawn, peering at and examining whatever takes his fancy, that he sees and realizes things he's missed, about himself and the world. It is as if the secret corners in his head were being slowly illuminated; corners he never knew existed. In a way, he has become the Fool again; as in the beginning, he goes wherever inspiration leads him. But as the Fool, his staff rested on his shoulder, carrying unseen his pack. The Fool was like the pack, whatever it was he could be was wrapped up, unknown. The Hermit's staff leans out before him, not behind. And it carries a lantern, not a pack. The Hermit is like the lantern, illuminated from within by all he is.

Chapter 8 - The Strength

The Fool, victorious over his enemies, is feeling arrogant, powerful, even vengeful. There is a hot passion in him that he can barely control. It is in this state that he comes across a maiden struggling with a lion. Running to help, he arrives in time to see her gently but firmly shut the lion's mouth! In fact, the beast, which seemed so wild and fierce a moment ago, is now completely at her command.

Amazed, the Fool asks her, "How did you do that?" One hand on the lion's mane, she answers, "Will power. Any beast, no matter how wild, will back down before a superior will." At that moment, the Maiden meets the Fool's eyes; though saintly and young, her look is knowing and filled with great power. "Likewise," she says to him, "there are many unworthy impulses inside us. It is not wrong to have them. But it is wrong to let them control us. We are human, not beast, and we can command such energy, use them for higher purposes." His rage quieted, the Fool nods, enlightened, and walks away knowing that it wasn't only the lion that was tamed this day by a Maiden's pure and innocent strength.

Chapter 7 - The Chariot

The Fool is close to completing what he set out to create long ago, back when the Magician revealed those tools to him. But enemies are now standing in his way, devious human enemies, bad circumstances, even confusion in his own mind. There's no more forward momentum; he feels he is fighting just to stay where he is. Walking along the shore, watching the waves come in, he puzzles over how to defeat these enemies and get things moving forward once again.

It is here that he comes across a charioteer, standing in his gold and silver chariot, his black and white steeds at rest. "You seem a victorious warrior," the Fool remarks. "Tell me, what is the best way to defeat an enemy?" The Charioteer nods out at the ocean. "Have you ever been swimming in the water and been trapped in that tide which pulls you out to sea? If you try to swim forward, head-on, you go nowhere. You swim forward, the tide pulls you back and, if you tire yourself out, you drown. The only way to win without sapping all your energy is to swim parallel to shore, and come in slowly, diagonally. So, too, when fighting in a chariot. You win by coming up alongside that which you wish to defeat." The warrior nods to his beasts. "Your steeds keep the wheels turning, but it is your control and direction that brings victory. Dark and light, they must be made to draw in harmony, under your guidance."

The Fool is impressed and inspired. He thinks he now knows how to win his own war. He thanks the warrior, but before he leaves, the warrior stays the Fool, "One thing more," he says, "no victory can be won unless you have unwavering confidence in your cause. And remember this above all, victory is not the end, it is the beginning."

Chapter 6 - The Lovers

The Fool comes to a cross-road, filled with energy, confidence and purpose, knowing exactly where he wants to go and what he wants to do. But he comes to a dead stop. A flowering tree marks the path he wants to take, the one he's been planning on taking. But standing before a fruit tree marking the other path is a woman. He's met and had relationships with women before, some far more beautiful and alluring. But she is different. Seeing her, he feels as though he's just been shot in the heart with cupid's arrow, so shocking, so painful is his "recognition" of her. As he speaks with her, the feeling intensifies; like finding a missing part of himself, a part he's been searching for his life long. It is clear that she feels the same about him. They finish each others sentences, think the same thoughts. It is as if an Angel above had introduced their souls to each other. Though it was his plan to follow the path of the flowering tree, and though it will cause some trouble for him to bring this woman with him, to go somewhere else entirely, the Fool knows he dare not leave her behind. Like the fruit tree, she will fulfill him. No matter how divergent from his original intent, she is his future. He chooses her, and together they head down a whole new road.

Chapter 5 - The Hierophant

Having created a solid foundation on which to build his future, the Fool is struck with a sudden fear. What if everything he's worked for is taken away? Is stolen, or lost, or destroyed or vanishes? Or what if it is just not good enough? In a panic, he heads into a holy place where he finds the Hierophant, a wise teacher and holy man. Acolytes kneel before the man, ready to hear and pass on his teachings. The Fool tells the Hierophant his fears, and asks how he can be free of them.

"There are only two ways," says the Hierophant sagely, "Either give up that which you fear to lose so it no longer holds any power over you, or consider what you will still have if your fear comes to pass. After all," the Hierophant continues, "if you did lose all you'd built, you would still keep the experience and knowledge that you've gained up to this point, wouldn't you?"

This surprisingly pragmatic advice releases the Fool from his fear, and he is able exit out of the sanctuary and face the world's challenges once again.

Chapter 4 - The Emperor

The Fool was given options by the Magician, and decided on one with help from the High Priestess. He learned how to develop it, thanks to the Empress. Now he must manage it. How to do this? He approaches a great Emperor seated on a stone throne. The Fool is amazed by the way the Emperor is instantly, eagerly obeyed in every particular, at how well his Empire is run. Respectfully, he asks the Emperor how it is he does this. And the Emperor answers: "Strong will and a solid foundation. It's all very well," he explains to the Fool, "to be dreamy, creative, instinctual, patient; but to control one must be alert, brave and aggressive."
Ready now to lead rather than be led, the Fool heads out with new purpose and direction.

Chapter 3 - The Empress

Having decided what shape his future will take, the Fool strides forward. But he is impatient to make his future a full-grown reality. This is when he comes upon the Empress. Her hair gold as wheat, wearing a crown of stars, and a white gown dotted with pomegranates. She rests back on her throne surrounded by an abundance of grain and a lush garden. It is possible that she is pregnant.
Kneeling, the Fool relates to her his story. And she, in turn, smiles a motherly smile and gently gives him this advice: "Like newly planted grain or a child in the womb, a new life, a new love, a new creation is fragile. It requires fertile soil, patience and nurturing, it needs love and attention. Only this will bring it to fruition." Understanding at last that his future will take time to build and create, the Fool thanks the Empress and continues on his way.

Chapter 2 - High Priestess

Continuing his journey, the Fool comes upon a beautiful and mysterious veiled lady enthroned between two pillars and illuminated by the moon. She is the opposite of the Magician, quiet where he was loquacious, still where he was in motion, sitting while he stood, shrouded in the night where he was out in the bright of day. She is the High Priestess and she astonishes the Fool by knowing everything about him. "Since you know me so well, perhaps you can help me," says the Fool, laying out his sword, chalice, staff and pentacle. "The Magician showed me these tools, but now I'm in a quandary. There's so many things I could do with them. I can't decide." In answer, the High Priestess hands over to him a pair of ancient scrolls. "These will teach you how to decide." Seating himself at her feet, the Fool reads by the light of her crescent moon. Finally, the Fool knows enough that he can now decide what he wants, where he will go, and what he will do. Though he suspects that the High Priestess has even more secrets she could teach him--like what lies behind the pomegranate curtain--he is focused and ready to be on his way. Thanking the High Priestess, he heads off. But as he leaves he hears her whisper, quiet as the waters which bubble up from beneath her throne, "We'll meet again...when you're ready to travel the most secret path of all."

Chapter 1 - The Magician

Traveling on his way, the Fool first encounters a Magician. Skillful, self-confident, a powerful magus with the infinite as a halo floating above his head, the Magician mesmerizes the Fool. When asked, the Fool gives over his bundled pack and stick to the Magician. Raising his wand to heaven, pointing his finger to Earth, the Magician calls on all powers; magically, the cloth of the pack unfolds upon the table, revealing its contents. And to the Fool's eyes it is as if the Magician has created the future with a word. All the possibilities are laid out, all the directions he can take. The cool, airy Sword of intellect and communication, the fiery Wand of spirituality and ambition, the overflowing Chalice of Love and emotions, the solid Pentacle of work, possessions and body. With these tools, the Fool can create anything, make anything of his life. But here's the question, did the Magician create the tools, or were they already in the pack? Only the Magician knows - and on this mystery, our eloquent mage refuses to say a word.

Chapter 0 - The Fool

With all his worldly possessions in one small pack, the Fool travels he knows not where. So filled with visions and daydreams is he, that he doesn't see the cliff he is likely to fall over. At his heel, a small dog harries him (or tries to warn him of a possible mis-step).

To Be Continued...

Darkness Of Despair

I really saw... what was that wave of darkness, I thought... I just can't get why all the people around me now just tries to burrow themselves into darkness of despair. Why...

Is it so easy? Why you cry and mourn all the time for your life? Does it change anything? YOU should be the person who asks these questions dear, not me..

Fly through your history my friend, remember your childhood dreams. They may be long forgotten but still there, just waiting for the tiny percent of possibility to be recognized by you...

Leave your despair behind now my dear and fly to the luminous sun of your dreams... you know you can do whatever you want... of course if you want so

Well, I would rather prefer wielding words of enthusiasm like sharp swords but alas, my skills on english prevents me doing so...

But at least until the sunset, let the light surround you... and let your flesh to synthesize vitamin D

Flawless Deception Technics #1

I just had absolutely rough 2 days and now I'm edge of madness, talking to myself all the time. But, thank goodness, still I can act as I'm normal, when somebody approaches me. Well if you don't look properly, then you can't understand the time I'm losing power unless I totally collapse. But I too, show some signs of weakening, though they are not so obvious. But I think I'm learning to focus my energy properly.

It is not hard to make field-efficient actions when I'm at my full energy. But, as I'm slowly slipping of the edge, it is too dangerous for me to take that kind of actions. So am I hopeless now?
Of course not :D

I may not take a field-effect action but I still can choose a field-effect person :D That is the bronze key of Leo's-Special-Part-#1

The silver key to Leo's-Special-Part-#1 is to create false target(s) for the field effect person and smoothly put him/her in a position where he/she can 'see' the target(s), making him/her believe that he/she is so 'clever' and able to find everything on 'himself/herself'

The gold key is to Leo's-Special-Part-#1 is to confuse all the targets ( real and false ), pull them in dilemma, increase possibilities then create a chaos.

And the funniest step of them all, put all the answers right under their nose. Don't ever try to hide your answers at all. If you put them right under your targets' noses, they automatically render all the answers (no matter how obvious they are) invisible for themselves. This is the platinum key of Leo's-Special-Part-#1

Now what will you do my dear prey :D :D :D
(Should I consider being a politician, I wonder?)

Insanity Garden

Joy Joy Joyyy, enjoyyy! I've just break the ropes and freed my mind!! Out of my way, yee-haaa!

It is so amuzing to confuse others with insanity, that reminds me of confuse gas trap from "Deception 3 : Dark Delusion"

Hmm I'll find it's soundtrack one day, I love musics of that game. (Actually, I've found it at last)

Non, non, let me explain moi, I'm not crazy ( well, not yet :D ) and I'm not drunk or smt like that.

I'm just havin' fun, really, makin fun of life out there. I wonder if there is a full moon nowadays? Everyone's acting all weird? (I just heard that there isn't full moon nowadays) but still everyone keeps coming out of the blue and saying weird things.

Well I'm too affected by this blessed madness, thank goodness!

Now let me introduce myself mademoiselle or monsieur, Je m'apelle Leonard, your edge of madness.

So, now I can leave you alone to think; please dream of moi, oui?

Against the sands of time...

We are changing, continuosly. Now I clearly see when I look back to the past, how we were different...

The question is why. Why we deny that we are changed and keep believing we are same...

I'm growing older and older... Now I'm 20 years old... Is childhood beyond my grasp now?

But, for a certainty, I loved so many people, yet cared of them too much. However, I don't regret that. Instead, it is more appropriate to accept and embrace my mistakes and take a step ahead. If I'd never made a single mistake, I wouldn't be here, part of the plan I believe...

It is also a question that, who am I writing for? Does anyone read my crazy-talk? If there any, are they able to understand these sentences which corrupted by my puny english knowledge...

Am I alone? Am I all alone in the whole world?

Do you know how you obtruct yourself?

Indeed, people always seem to obstruct themselves in many ways. The most common way is unintentionally using your subliminal brain.

As an easy-to-understand example: Dancing.

A lot of people around me attending to dance lessons. But why? Is "Salsa" something divine and only can be discovered by an ancient monk? No it's definately not!

An ordinary man just jumps out and starts shaking his butt, but, but what's happening there, oh my God! A divine dance technique is just discovered!!! Let's name it "Salsa"!!!!

No it is definately not happening in this way, of course. So why don't you create your dance moves instead? Close your eyes and let your body express your feelings, let your body free...

There are times you should listen to your heart... Why don't you try it now?

Trying doesn't hurt you.