Random Divination

I found a way to divine and remain in accordance with my commitment to discordia (all paradox intended). I always felt like divination is kind of like being a peeping tom outsided of Chaos's bedroom window, and she might put on a show just cause she knows you're watching, you know?

I'm walking through my living room and see a white price sticker with dark writing $30-, I remember I noticed in my bathroom a white price sticker with 1010. No way! Like 0101? I grabbed them both and stuck them on the wall behind my deity table. I think they're code gifts that will make sense later - or make sense now beyond my conscious awareness. I looked around for any other code gifts among what should have been vaccumed of the carpet in my living room. I saw little bits of twigs and stuff that my husband tracks in after paintballing. I think of how irritated I am that he hasn't vacuumed. I pick up all the little pieces of twig and paper - and make a little potluck of garbage that could fit in the screw on top of a salt shaker. I pour some vodka on it and burn it outside while focusing on all sorts of shit.

Don't know what the fuck I'm doing, and so I think I must be doing the right thing!

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