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Temperance

Allan Onik

    The Jews arrived at the wagon at midnight. It was located next to a pond, on a grassy circle surrounded by thick, dark woods. The moon was half full. Crickets chirped and an owl hooted. The pond contained a few large lily pads.
    The Jews had traveled in on a wagon and most had been sitting in its back compartment. They were Hasidic with curly hair and black hats and clothes. They wore black suits with white shirts and wore gold, symbol-etched rings on their fingers. They also carried rare Hebrew tomes and scrolls of varying sizes and ages. The leader, an elder with white hair and a long beard, entered the new wagon.

    “Maxwell. I knew you would come. I can see everyone that’s coming years before they come in. That’s how it works, you know. For me at least. All of us are different. And some of us are fakes, though I can assure you I’m not.”
    Maxwell made various notes of the Mystic’s wagon. He noted that the psychic glowed a light blue color that illuminated her surroundings.
    “The Jews are an ancient breed, quite Holy,” the Oracle said, “Christ himself was a Jew. And your kind has a history of bitter treatment. It is a shame that an interpretation of the Light could be sucked into Hellish conflicts.”
    “I suppose you know why I came here. My band has been tracking you down because of your reputation,” Maxwell said, “It is rumored that you can talk to Archangel Michael directly. That your power dwarfs any being on the planet.”
    “The Creator has given me a gift. He has given me power within a body that can help people short of being an Angel or a God. I am not a divine spirit. I possess a human body. But my nervous system and physiology are specially cultivated with a gift. I have been touched by The Creator to help! To help people like you Maxwell! I know that you want to know God. Sometimes I deal with Tarot because it helps people to understand things in a more systematic format. Did you know that the 22 Major Arcana cards in the Tarot deck are based off the 22 letters in the Hebrew alphabet?”
    “No,” Maxwell said.
    “Well they are. The 22 Major Arcana cards are pictorial elaborations of the 22 letters of the Hebrew alphabet, induced into form on paper through meditation. True to geometry, the letters are like a cube with its 22 dimensions: 12 sides, 6 faces, 3 axes, and 1 center. The dimensions, cards, and letters are synchronously fused into perfect unity. This is like the Cosmos in its perfection of Law and Singularity.”
    “So you know why I have come?” Maxwell asked.
    “Yes. You have come to better understand your group’s readings. You want to touch God, The Creator, The Unified Field, Everything, and Us. Here. Look at this.” The Mystic flipped a Tarot card from the top of a deck.
    “Temperance,” Maxwell said, “How does that relate to me?”
    The oracle countered. “It is the card for you at this time because you and your followers are on a spiritual journey. It wants you to understand that spiritual foundation supports your daily life and your worldly growth, and development supports your spiritual growth. You are on the right path Maxwell! Just as a Christian, Muslim, or Buddhist can be as well. They are all on branches of One Tree.”
    “I see,” Maxwell said, “I came far to get my reading. Where do we go from here?”
    “You must continue to grow Maxwell. Your underlings will continue as well. You will reach your spiritual maximum within your bodies. Your evolution will be superb. Read your books, study, and practice.”

    The Jews’ cart wheeled off into the dark of the forest. A pack of wolves nearby smelled their scent—though when they neared, they found nothing but tracks. The wolves lost interest and focused on a rabbit.

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