The Hanged Man

[Glenn Scheper]

Here are some Tarot cards, interpretations:
http://www.eosdev.com/Illustrations_Quotes/Cyndi/eos_fool_hanged.htm
http://www.kurki15.com/gallery/digital/tarot/hanged_man_XII.html
http://www.enchantedspirit.org/Tarot/Articles/Rebecca_Brents/PiscesNeptuneMoonHangedMan.php
http://www.gaiantarot.com/majors/hangedman.html
http://www.aeclectic.net/tarot/learn/meanings/hangedman.shtml
http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Acropolis/2282/tarot/12.htm
http://www.learntarot.com/maj12.htm
http://www.dotkrause.com/art/tarot/tarot3/12hang3.htm
http://www.mysticgames.com/mysticgames_cfmfiles/TarotInfo/showcard.cfm?CardID=57&DeckID=2
http://www.catryce.com/MysticCat/Tarot/12.html
http://www.angelpaths.com/majors/hanged.html
http://www.geocities.com/Paris/2110/trumph-xii.html
http://www.pamarama.com/tarot/hm.html

About 1998 I first explained this to an ARCANA mailing list, how
the hanged man is like the Revelation 10 & 12 angel; 12 stars on
her head, bearing a male child, and what happened to me in 1982:

        Circumstances:
My period of insanity was tailing off.
My dad died on the night of our consumation;
I moved out with my girl friend, wife today.
We lived in her motor home on the streets.
I'd cower, wring my hands, and flee to church.
The Reverend said "Jesus must come first".
She flew to Minneapolis to visit her family.
I spent about a week in deep tantra. See Below.
She returned to find me on the VA mental ward.
We roller skated off like one in a dance hold.
Reverend ended fellowship by an upraised tongue.
We fought often and I fled to a job in San Jose.
I saw my omegaform luminous 'ufo' sighting Oct 82.
In corpse pose, an immense red being lay under me
in my cellar apt. and I heard booming "Allelu..."
I've spent ever since poring over Revelation, etc.

        Tantra:
I blew myself often, then annointed my hair with it.
It confers intimacies among strangers retroactively.
While praying, "You are holy, and your spirit is holy,"
a feeling traveled from hand to right elbow and back,
and left its mark: two dotted red circles in the right
palm, opposite two raised lumps in the left palm. They
faded. I sware my right arm, hence myself, unto truth.
I entered the motor home, so annointed my whole body,
until it ran out at the knees, which curiously later
brightly bleached my jeans just down to that point.
My paps spontaneously moistened, I suckled at them.
I put my right foot over left thigh, left foot over
right thigh (full lotus) and masturbated on my navel.
Immediately I was like hit in the head, as depicted
in a cartoon: Tiny stars rained down from my crown,
and a spinning ring floated from crown to right hand,
like a ring of tiny golden people racing in a circle.
Although I was facing south, I also saw me standing
facing east, and that 'I' saw the me sitting in lotus
travel forward in space inside a helix, and chords
were being traced along the helix, perhaps two turns,
which might make a pentacle, as were the tiny stars.
This all resembles ancient egyptian rebirth accounts.

Well, that was terse. Still under 4Kb. Any questions?

Yours truly,
Glenn Scheper
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