The legend is directly copied from the blog of Chema Barragán: RAYAJOS IN THE AIR. I think a good blog that I recommend for its interesting variety and good work.
http://rayajosenelaire.blogspot.com/2011/04/rayajo-tarot-el-loco.html
"According to the mystique of the tarot, Arcanum number 22 ( or any number of arcane, or 0 according to the Tarot arcana ), the Fool, is associated with the duality and how time / space. The Fool is a young man who combined wisdom and folly, it things thoughtlessly but, curiously, are well made and it is normal to be so. This looks crazy and youth is a symbol of the strange quantum nature of reality. On their shoulders a backpack loaded with the four elements of the Tarot-dimensional symbol of the relationship between two
consecutive orthogonal systems, "
definitely is what I feel because I have noticed I've been broadcasting the same concept base since the beginning of this adventure blogger, hardly perceiving. Therefore I should award him the figure to the blog of an unreasonable and empathetic.
I must admit that I never brought the tarot, but I know enough. It is governed under the principle of synchronicity and the magic circle "rotate" as well as use my knowledge and interested part that humans can get to make this knowledge transmitted through ever, as with many others, with all the attractive concept of "magic" and mystery involved.
Moreover, I know that for proper interpretation is necessary complicity and purity of intention of the fortune-teller and the recipient of them. This must be in close relationship and it seems that it is somewhat difficult to achieve. I have a feeling that the fact of desire and put in the hands of an interpreter, undermines the message. Something like quantum reality, but I will explain well, sorry.
What say that because my natural tendency is often experimentation. To do this I need to close to outside influences, sealed mind to check the degree of influence of the broadcast. The same thing happens with the question of hypnotism. In both instances there have been no human form of guesswork has given error, have managed to hypnotize even the conventional way. In other ways I do not know,;), but I presume that means falling in love and get into a magic circle and somehow hypnotic, because otherwise some little things could not be explained except through science with his description of the substantial increase of endorphins in the case. But I'm not trying this premise by now.
I've always tried to understand the reasons why a server can not see even go flying donkeys laden with nougat and nougat, but I found them only moderately acceptable in the false interpretation of angles that the ancients did.
erratic turns out to be a theory, from a heliocentric point of view but absolutely reliable and practical from our geocentric point of view, is say, from our subjectivity since the nature human emotions, have hardly evolved since ancient times and our perception inevitably tends toward the geocentric, while recognizing, we voluntarily open up new perspectives to enrich and grow the facility that will not forsake us until death .
A relatively good way to explain would be to assume that those who have a lot of "earth" in their geometries, so, so, land, and very, very hard, ie: too much worldliness, clumsiness, stubbornness, density, even slowly, it will be difficult to find a good or bad ray unless they voluntarily enter a hole digging with picks and blade, which are uncommon because it is very tiring, or they drop a meteor on it.
is why I liked the image of the crazy passenger, with his bundle over his shoulder and the eternal smile to win the personality of my blog. Harsh land of my soft spot is represented by the tread (step counterpart of the brain) that is captive to the concrete. Finally the spiral that I like as a representation of the development of life on this planet, in the form of solid water, because in an area hard, cold and rough most of the time, the liquid element also shares strong.
But what had not yet assumed, although it may be clear that for many is that of pure exercise in overcoming a major early childhood shyness and insecurity, over many years I had to unconsciously develop some capacity for subtlety as a protective shell of the emotions, so that whatever is able to explain in a clear, simple, cool, earth, systematically and emotional space, which is probably every emotion is crouching Hare skip the subtlety unconscious.
to such a degree must have occurred something the image placed on the margin went on tiptoe, ensuring that virtually no one was looking and if you prefer to remain silent prudence.
This entry probably meant as a kind of self-analysis home so I had to occur with little sign. "In hindsight, as always, because my nature is slow perception. Intended as a gift, a recognition all kind reader of my blog who wanted to hang it in yours, what happens is that I changed my mind, in a short time too many events can occur and you do not find too much meaning to the "invitation." I think now more beautiful this rustic bench in front of house, a fitting place to relax after a long walk. Not yet, I'll plan to. Oh and suggestions are welcome.
It will be silly, but it was reminiscent of those old ways to acknowledge your presence. I know that at least two @ s friend had to notice and appreciate it.
As little by little it seems that I learn to "dig the mine, and I assume that the meteorite fall above, it is time to tell this story. To tell the reason why it has gone this madcap margin and ensure that when I do something like this happens, what do I explain as normal people.
blog so grateful to all participants for making me feel helped. This seems to work as a feedback.
Music is another of the subtle forms of communication that I like to use. The latter largely corresponds to what I feel after writing this entry.
All images were taken during the peripatetic walks in the countryside who have had fruitful, I would like to believe.
This was the first head of this blog with your thoughts corresponding wild. Little by little it has been renewed in accordance with internal drives. Today, apparently, go through the roof. The madman who dwells in me, do it all unconsciously, as its mission, the last to know is this poor deluded consciousness and will and "goat." 
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