i think i thought i thunk

When the Five of Swords falls in this position, it suggests that you devote too much of your communication skills, ideas and mental pictures to the negative side of circumstances. You are hyper aware of what could go wrong, what kind of problems could happen, how you might lose face, ways you could lose power or dominance in a potential union.

Perhaps you tend toward worry and stress while rehearsing or reliving conversations. As long as you are expending energy trying to regain control of the situation, you can no longer respond appropriately to what it is truly offering you. You don't have control over the outcome anyway, so surrender attachment and examine your motives for trying to manipulate it. Examine how "I, me, mine" thinking is undermining the naturalness and harmony in this situation.

give to get

"In the English-school decks, we see the image of a person who is stuck in his or her misunderstanding of how the material plane works. He's afraid to let go of his four measly coins, because he doesn't know he has to give in order to get. When looked at this way, this is the card of 'poverty consciousness.'"

beware

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day

and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love

beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise
for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor
they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average

but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect

like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock

their finest art
-Charles Bukowski-