Years ago, I studied under a well-known painter and lecherous man who donned a full white beard, camouflage pants, and Hawaiian shirts. He was Santa Clause on crack, sleazily perusing the studio in his flip-flops, preying off of the young and weak. At the time, I happened to be one of them, and one day, fresh off of the train from Colorado, he convinced me he was an expert palm reader, so I agreed to allow him to read my palm. MMM, he hummed, saliva building up in the corners of his mouth, "You lead double lives, sometimes triple lives. Here, I see you are a thinker who thinks too much, and here right here, you see where this line branches off? At around 27, you will face a massive change, perhaps a near death experience."
Thoughts of death and how I might die, consumed me frequently after he read my palm. I dreaded turning 27. What would happen to me? Would I fall down ten flights of stairs onto the subway tracks only to be finished off by the subway? Would I acquire an incurable flesh eating disease? Would I be accosted by a stranger and dismembered piece-by-piece?
I have avoided having my palm read again, simply because I’d rather not to deal with useless paranoia; but today, I think I am ready to confront my fears.
Here is some new and revealing information about yours truly:
I am a” free thinker" not bound by conformity and the restrictive values of others. New exciting ideas and behavior are normal for my quick sharp mind.
I am eager to get things done right away and NEVER procrastinate.
I am generous, and I need to watch out for how much personal time and money I give to others.
I have a strong creative energy coming from deep inner natural resources, great sensitivity, and a fear of criticism.
I am open to all possibilities in any situation.
I am not a very emotional person in relationships. I crave alone time, and do not want my mate to make demands on my time and energy.
At 95, a bear will devour me entirely.