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NINE OF CUPS
Meet the Lord of Material Happiness.
Mr. Mellifluous and the Lord of Material Happiness
You step into a room with Mr. Mellifluous and encounter a jovial man in front of a table with nine golden cups on a blue tablecloth. Because the man is so merry and stout, you assume at first that he manages to enjoy life to the fullest, but because the table is not laden with food and drink, you begin to think that he is not merely a hedonist. You sense something sublime about his enjoyment of the physical senses.
Standing near him, you intuit that he allows his senses to stir emotions and instincts so that he can exalt consciousness, but you begin to wonder if he is making himself too sensitive and exposed, the way a person open to moonlight for too long might give way to lunacy.
As you imagine the moon, you find yourself standing in the moonlight. Once again the Moon speaks, “Stirring the instincts can lead to bestial behavior, just as stirring the emotions can lead to pandemonium. However, if your higher self rules your consciousness, you allow the senses to ravish and exalt the mind so that you open up the higher levels of the psyche. You seek out types of art and aspects of nature and relationships that ennoble you instead of debasing you.
“The physical senses and instincts are not evil: They are aspects of the Source. You can realize the virtues of the instincts and elevate the mind. The instinct of combat can lead to courage. The instinct of sexuality can transform into high spiritual love. The energies of Jupiter lead you through transformation and regeneration so that your physical senses open your mind to the harmony, magnificence and abundance of the spirit.”
Breaker into Pieces
Claire notices what appears to be a soldier riding an alligator on the ground far below her. Curious, she flies down and hovers in front of him. "How do you do, sir. My name is Claire. What is your name, sir?" she inquires.
The soldier growls, "We are called Breaker into Pieces, and we live up to our name if you're at all wondering."
Claire responds politely, "Do all soldiers here ride alligators?"
"Of course not!" the soldier shouts. "I am the fiercest warrior in the realm. I manifest the magnificent energy of Jupiter!"
"You are indeed magnificent, sir!" Claire shouts back. "Are you going somewhere to break something into pieces?"
"Of course we are, silly child. We follow our instincts. We break and bash and crush and pound everything to dust. We stomp and batter, rip and mangle. We tear apart everything in our path. That's what we do. That's what we've always done!"
Claire suddenly smells the alligator's breath, but she nevertheless asks one more question, "But can't you also use the energy of Jupiter to create magnificence and harmony and abundance?"
He grunts, "Nonsense! I've never heard such ridiculous gibberish! We follow our instincts. What could be better than that? You are just a ludicrous little fairy!" he howls, shaking his spear at her.
When the alligator takes a step closer, Claire darts away as quickly as she can to another part of the realm.
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