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Magical Tarot Candle: Pentacles (Money, Prosperity, Work)

Captivating Tarot

Vanilla Sandalwood Candle

 

Pink Floyd - Money (Official Music Video)

Ten Days

   I dreamed of a woman and an apartment, but I was too tired to scribble down details that have been forgotten. The last ten days have felt like a couple of months. I've always had strange relatations with time and money. I've never given them the attention. Honestly, I don't really believe in either of them. They are both man made concepts designed to keep me in line. I prefer to whirl in circles. It's a good thing too because I'm still not allowed to eat or sleep. Sir Frankie Crisp looks wild, but he's only yawning. I have yet to hear him growl or hiss. He purrs incessantly. This morning he was at my desk trying to fish my pendulum from the velvet bag. I was tired so shut him out like I used to do to Shiner when he would attack me for moving. Then I heard a pounding at my door, not a scratching, not a rapping, a pounding. When I got up the metal bathtub plug was outside my door. He was using it as a knocker. He is up to three meals a day now plus treats. I will not let him get fat, but I think he has grown in the four days we've had him. Sympathy and I are not friends. Mummy called me cold hearted, but sympathy only ever made me feel worse. I do appreciate the cards though. All the LOVE from the bottom of my cold black broken heart. 

Rats Can Count: Hong Kong Scientists Uncover Numerical Ability in Rodents

Rats Can Count: Hong Kong Scientists Uncover Numerical Ability in Rodents: A joint research team from City University of Hong Kong (CityUHK) and The Chinese University of Hong Kong (CUHK) has made a remarkable discovery that

I'm looking for a number for dreaming of rats to play tomorrow. ✨💰✨

Dreams 1/12

 Couple of long indescriptive kinds of dreams:first, I was at some sort of huge craft festival held either outdoors in tents or in a parking lot, maybe both. There was a long table of felted Disney items. Not sure what they were, pillowcases and tea cozies, maybe. There was a big Cheshire Cat head that a young black girl in a soft yellow hat was looking over. I had a companion, I believe, but not sure who she was. I was walking for a long time thinking that there was nothing there worth buying. It was a bust. 

Next, I was in a crowded old-fashioned diner; one of my old students was there. At least, I think he was an old student, know I know him from somewhere: big dark haired boy. Maybe he was just a boy at school I didn't have in class. He was plotting something, all that I know.