Category: Chaos

An omen will appear in the shape of a pigeon. The pigeon does not know this and would like a crumb.

What goes around comes around. Duck.

Your luck is about to change. The Oracle declines to say in which direction.

A long-awaited message will arrive. It will say “k”.

You will find exactly what you are looking for, in the last place you look, because you will then stop looking.

Let fate decide, they said. Fate has decided. Fate will not be explaining itself.

Beware the shortcut. It knows the long way and it is laughing.

The Fates are weaving your thread. One of them has dropped a stitch and is pretending not to notice.

Something wonderful will happen at 3:17. You will be in a meeting.

You will soon learn something you cannot unlearn. Do not click that link.