Dear All,
I extend my heartfelt gratitude to each of the 430 subscribers who have chosen to follow my Blogstack. To those who are paid subscribers, an extra special thank you.
I appreciate your patience as I work on this book, which is shaping up to be at least 250,000 words. Rest assured, it will be released this year, sooner rather than later.
At present, my life feels somewhat bewildering, and I am only just beginning to find some clarity. While I have a rough idea of the direction I want to take, I still have much to discover about my role in this vast universe.
I'm doing my best to avoid tailspinning and perseverating, and I'm taking a leap of faith even though my emotions tend to revolve around the same anxieties. This town feels like a waterless eddy, and Iām drawn to sirens on rocks. It's oddly peaceful yet stagnant here. My mind is choked by the algae growing in my heart. Every day, I'm gagging on my heart.
A few weeks ago, I sat down at a coffee shop for a tarot reading from a man with cauliflower ears. He sought me in the coffee shop after I endured a particularly rough stretch of days, though nothing I couldn't handle:
In essence, the heart of the reading emphasized the need for restraint in my passions and intellectual pursuits, urging me to wield the "sword" of language judiciously. It also suggested that I had stepped away from a comfortable yet superficial existence, and now must rely on intuition and embrace opportunities as they arise.
The reader found it to be the most intriguing session he'd conducted, likely due to latent desires, which is understandable and forgivable.
Tarot serves as a tool for revelation rather than strict prediction. Similar to a Rorschach test, it involves interpreting ambiguous symbols to gain insight into one's psyche. Both practices rely on projection, where individuals attribute meaning based on their experiences. Neither necessarily involves black magic; rather, they offer frameworks for introspection and subjective interpretation.
Setting that aside, I'm launching a weekly video column titled "Ask Bimbo." Send me your questionsāthought-provoking, intriguing, or even macabre. Just don't be dull. Quality over quantity.
Please refrain from offering your opinion.
I've traversed mountains and seas, but I never solicited your opinion. Refrain from offering recommendations, poetry, proposals, or fan fiction. Your opinions hold little value to me, as they don't pay my bills. If you want me to care about your opinion, the price tag is likely $50,000. At least!
Thank you for following the serialization of my book. Submit your questions, which will be answered in a video format behind a paywall this coming Sunday.
Love,
Bimbo
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