Tarot cards.

I am definitely NOT a believer of tarot cards. But, currently, out of boredom, and out of curiousity, I invited my friend's sis to a tarot card reading session which she so claimed to be accurate. I thought, at least, it'll give me something to ponder about.

I have been to one years ago, and my my.....the cards were all wrong, the interpretation sucks. And it cost me RM35! I didn't think it was a waste of my money. I love mystical stuff, requires lots of wondering, and at times, leaving you struck.

I'll quote what the internet says about tarot cards:

"Tarot cards have been used for hundreds if not thousands of years to gain insight, see patterns, give counsel and even predict the future. No one is exactly sure how the Tarot works. One theory is that all things are connected and nothing happens by chance, and that the Tarot, like the I Ching, is simply a method of revealing these workings of interconnectedness or synchronicity. All that really matters is that the Tarot does work. "

It does make sense to me. But, seriously, I believe more in, I, make my own destiny. However, one point has kept me wondering about this statement I love to make, "does coincidence, happen coincidentally?"

Cause, this ain't a joke, man. So, the story goes on...

I sat down, and the psychic asked me, "what would you like to ask?"

I turned to look at my friend's sis, blankly, *what the hell am I suppose to ask*

(look back at the psychic), I told her, "everything, anything people often ask about"

So, she proceeded..spread the cards....very sambil lewa-ish...."pick ten cards, with left hand ONLY!~"

Fine....me...pick...pick..pick...

She....arranged...arranged....arranged...

(she, look up at me).."you going oversea to study?"

WTF!!!! Me....shock! Me...lagi puzzled! Me...amazed! Me...speechless!

And the whole session went on...and on...with her reading stuff out from the cards...and me...(would have grabbed at my head in surprise for every shit that she said that took me off guard...that I NEVER thought she could read out from the cards..which is freaking perfectly ACCURATE! and PRECISE!...) *WTF!*

At some point I look at her, I'll imagine me sitting opposite a witch? A gypsy lady? Don't know...it's just weird.

After googling awhile over the net, I found this:

"No one is exactly sure of the origins of the Tarot. One theory has them firmly tied to the teachings of the Jewish Kabbalah, with the 22 cards of the Major Arcana corresponding to the 22 letters of the Hebrew alphabet. Another theory would have them used by the Masons of ancient Egypt. Still another has their form influenced by the practices of Tibetan monks. In any case, the first decks weren't seen in Europe until the 15th century when they started showing up in Italy.
Please keep in mind that the Tarot is not is "evil" or "magic" or even "psychic". It is important to remember that the cards have no power in and of themselves. Each deck is empowered by the belief system of its user, and consequently Tarot card meanings may vary slightly by culture. A person might be drawn to an Egyptian, Celtic, or Native American deck, for example, depending on the myths and archetypes with which that individual most identifies. But no matter which deck you favor, remember: the cards can be used to reveal situations and events - they cannot create them. "

Oh..whatver man...I only know that there wasn't much bad stuff out from my cards only for the -YOU GOTTA BECAREFUL WHEN YOU DRIVE THIS MONTH-

Would I believe it? NO! (I always say, listen to the good stuff, and ignore the bad. Dwelling in the bad, will just make YOU create the bad thing) and today I drove my car, the tyre, squash to the side of the pavement, couldn't go forward, neither backwards. Had to engage the help of one kind uncle (no, he's not that old..ahaha) to help me get my car out.

Coincidence? Haha.....you tell me.