Fifth in our weary way through the deck.

1. The Nine of Cups

My first thought is pints. Perhaps a drunken scene on a British street.

2. The Seven of Cups

Cornucopia. Plenty. Overflowing of goods and services.

3. The High Priestess

Nuns evoke repressed sexuality. “Let nothing disturb you. Let nothing frighten you. Everything passes away except God.” Saint Theresa of Avila. I stumbled upon a photo of her getting shot in the heart and there was nothing left to decide.

The read

Drunkenness ruins many men. Let it then! Let seven cups of heaven rain upon your breast. Let the nipple drip then into my mouth. And let St Theresa take the arrow!