I'm having a bit of a lazy day today, just idling. I had to get up at 7am since I had to bring my car to the garage - again. The boot doesn't open any longer and I couldn't get it open, even after I had taken the back panel off and used both oil and brute force. Afterwards I went to the beach for a bit, had a tea to fight my cold (doesn't seem to work, though) and started to follow intriguing links on the net. The site I just came back from told me, I am THE FOOL. And I think they are dead on!

I know, there are thousands of "What/Which XXX are you?" on the web, But I think this one is actually quite good:

You are the Fool card. The Fool fearlessly begins the journey into the unknown. To do this, he does not regard the world he knows as firm and fixed. He has a seemingly reckless disregard for obstacles. In the Ryder-Waite deck, he is seen stepping off a cliff with his gaze on the sky, and a rainbow is there to catch him. In order to explore and expand, one must disregard convention and conformity. Those in the throes of convention look at the unconventional, non-conformist personality and think What a fool. They lack the point of view to understand The Fool's actions. But The Fool has roots in tradition as one who is closest to the spirit world. In many tribal cultures, those born with strange and unusual character traits were held in awe. Shamans were people who could see visions and go on journeys that we now label hallucinations and schizophrenia. Those with physical differences had experience and knowledge that the average person could not understand. The Fool is God. The number of the card is zero, which when drawn is a perfect circle. This circle represents both emptiness and infinity. The Fool is not shackled by mountains and valleys or by his physical body. He does not accept the appearance of cliff and air as being distinct or real.
(Image from: Mary DeLave)

That's a pretty good card (who doesn't like to hear that he's god?)! And I daresay a pretty good description of myself. I'm really impressed!

Nimbin - definitely in another sphere

Speaking of rainbows and hallucinations: I went to Nimbin yesterday, a small and very scenic village about an hour inland from Byron Bay. And this place is seriously weird. I mean, I already thought Byron was pretty hippie-ish. But Nimbin just beats it by lightyears! I mean, everyone in that place sells dope! Everyone! You go into a shop to look at t-shirts and postcards and the shop owner, holding a huge spliff asks you whether you'd like some dope as well. People are rolling and smoking their joints everywhere and the cafe's have names like "The Hash Bar". I was offered more drugs in Nimbin than in Laos for god's sake! And drugs are illegal here! I was thinking about maybe making a small feature about the place, speaking to the mayor, police (yes, the do have a police station there etc.. But who would buy a story about Australias most doped village? But it's an interesting place. And the stuff they are selling in the shops is just positively weird. I mean, I always thouhght "Tibetian Prayer Flags" were just some cliche that people use to ridicule hippie-like people. But they are selling them in Nimbin. Together with all sorts of teas the likes of which you've never heard of, including a tea for exorcism! I wonder whether it's green...

On the web:
Which Tarot card are you?
Little Regan had too much of that Exorcist tea.
Nimbin