Wednesday, September 23, 2009

loud and clear

I know I've mentioned that the fates tend to speak to me through the medium of license plates. Now, of course, some days the message is something like 8145 TH. Which isn't exactly the number 73 marks the hour of your downfall. But still.

Today, however, the message was far from delphic. As I got out of my car this morning, I noticed that the out-of-state plate on the minivan parked next to me read TEQUILA. Point taken. Because, as they say, it's five o'clock somewhere.

So what message is the universe trying to send you today? If you're not quite sure, you're more than welcome to share mine. Or try consulting the glowing-eyed Oracle of Apollo and let us know what it has to say.

28 comments:

CLC said...

The universe is telling me to slow down and take better care of myself. Damn mastitis. It hurts.

Anonymous said...

Today, it telling me no self pitty!


"I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself."

Tash said...

Teh Oracle sez something about pleasure knowing no bounds. Which is not remotely how I feel this minute, so this should be an interesting day to say the least.

after iris said...

Last night I made a really tough business decision that I've been agonising over. This morning my daughter brushed her teach without protest, we got a letter from our energy suppliers lowering our monthly payment because we'd been overpaying, all the traffic lights changed at the perfect moment, and my favourite type of cake was at the patiserrie round the corner from my house. Hurrah!

areyoukiddingme said...

I asked two questions to your oracle...I won't tell you the first one, but here is the answer - no matter what the question, the answer is entertaining:

Undress thy bruised self before the mirror,
And do not from what affronts turn away
Until the silver'd glass dissolves to clear

I'm supposed to stand naked in front of the mirror until it no longer reflects? Really? Who's going to bring me food?

My second question was regarding my husband's (new, supervisory) job and whether or not he will go overseas (to one of those war zones). My answer:

Billowed as a sail in the sunny wind,
Snap and boom thy lusty blasts of power!

I'm going to take that as a yes.

areyoukiddingme said...

I could do this all day!

after iris said...

According to The Oracle 'if you deem it insipid, it deems you the same.' SO there's that.

angie said...

Behold the wild, formidable brilliance
In that which forever opposes you.
Acknowledge it as the source of Beauty,
And marvel at the lucid transformation
In both yourself and your opposition.

I have no idea what it means, which I'm fairly certain is the point of this prophesy.

Secondarymom said...

I asked the oracle if it was full of s#$%. Here is the response...

A voice may be a sound or an action;
Light or substantial; thin or resonant;
Drowned or given to broad, iconic sails.
It may live for seconds or centuries.
It may wither for want of attention,
Or, in the deathly silence of mute cowards,
Bloom evermore rarely, barely, and wild.


I'm pretty sure a simple "yes" would have sufficed.

Anonymous said...

OMG. I woke up around nine but got lazy and tried to get more sleep. And then this nightmare. I was brestfeeding to cutest lil boy baby. I laid him down n t he bed and when i turned around he was gone! I tore the room apart looking for him. Then i see this brand new baby cariage , like a velvet dark blue dol sized one. There is a cute stuffed rabbit or bear where the baby should have been. It was sitting up and trying to talk like the spirit of the baby was now in t he stuffed animal. Thank god i got a stupid phonecall because my heart was pounding at that point. I think this says to leave you grieving moms alone. I am sorry if i offened anyone. God bless.

Magpie said...

Today, the universe told me I need more corn in my life - I was drawn to the cranberry cornmeal scone at the greenmarket, and followed that purchase with one of some lovely red & yellow polenta. All corn, all the time.

Magpie said...

Oh, and from the Oracle:

You have asked-
What's the matter with my tooth?

I respond-
Find glory in a storied industry
Whose wrought chronologies be not to scale.

I guess I should go to the dentist.

niobe said...

anonymous @10:22

For some reason, that dream is giving me the heebie jeebies. Must. Stop. Thinking. About. It.

calliope said...

You have asked:
When will Mother get a new job?

I respond:
Seasons mature like living souls. Watch how the summertime, at first fresh and green, turns hoary and gold.


I kind of feel like it answered something I didn't ask.

LAS said...

Well the question has nothing to do with the answer, but the answer was "Seasons mature like living souls. Watch how the autumn, at first bursting, grows frail and withers."

painted maypole said...

yesterday I saw a "RACKMMM" license plate. but i don't play pool.

maybe I should take it as a complement on my nice "rack"

mmmm......"

Sarah said...

Weird. Seriously weird. I actually asked one question, but before I typed that one, I had *thought* another. Which I dissed because it seemed a bit silly in this situation. I don't really care to share either question here. And then apologizing in my head to my... God for asking a website either question, so maybe that explains it. The answer just totally goes directly to the question in my head, like the one I typed never existed.

I was basically told, by a professional, yesterday, that to deal with some issues I'm having I should really make myself busier. And the Oracle came back with: To be busy is not to be better.

Nice.

Monica H said...

The universe is telling me to stay home from work. It's far too cool of an autumn day to spend it indoors :-)

Anonymous said...

To listen to my body. I've been exhausted beyond words for weeks-I just assumed it was from pregnancy-until I remembered I was anemic with Cate. I took some iron and voilia! Back to normal.

-Christina
Apron Strings

Kristin said...

According to the Oracle, my message is "Constancy is not stubbornness, and stubbornness is not permanence." I don't think I like that so I will share yours instead.

B said...

Well i just got served this dish

All great losses deserve a mighty laugh.
If the belly aches in devastation
More than from the heave of life's rich humour,
'Tis a poor player who ne'er learned the game.

Well Fuck you Apollo. You're an ugly shit anyway. Who asked for your opinion? Oh I did. But I didn't want to know.

I always get the worst possible answer when consulting such things.

(Sorry if guttermouth is offensive - it can't possibly be as offensive as the comment I was given.)

The question "Will I?"

Sheri said...

The universe is telling me to be quiet and stay focused.

Three out of my five family members are gone today and tomorrow (hubby on a business trip and twins on an overnight field trip).

Without all of the chaos, my mind and heart have more space to relax and open.

I'm off to take a nap :)!

Meim said...

Seeing as I couldn't understand what Apollo was trying to tell me, but was curious to know my furture... I googled "online fortune tellers" and got this link:

http://www.interactivelunacy.com/fortuneteller.htm

Imagine my surprise at my "fortune!" But, at least I laughed pretty freakin' hard! Thanks for the idea!

niobe said...

Meim: That is too funny. Everyone. Stop what you're doing and click the link so generously provided by Meim. Just do it.

niobe said...

And for those of you (and you know who you are) too lazy to cut and paste: here's the clickable version.

Sarah said...

Thank you for the encouraging word, Niobe - that link was well worth it!!

Anonymous said...

I got an affirmative answer. But I failed to be specific enough with the when.

It's great that I will find the bank friendly when I reach it. But there is a limit to how long I will be sailing...

Bon said...

i had to come back, because the universe made me laugh today.

small town, only one or two Porsches to be seen, ever. and a bright candy-apple red one in the university parking lot this morning had the license plate "WEEEEE!"

not whee. wee. subliminal, i thunk.

maybe a msg from the universe telling me to tone down my schadenfreude?