So I was outside smoking a smoke just now, at 3 in the morning. I looked down into my wine goblet and I saw a bear — angry, teeth bared (bear baring!), in the middle of a cityscape. So angry and lost and confused.
This is a job for the Somniscript. I drew glyph #8, “MASTERY.”
This seems like a paradox at first: how can this bear be “in its element?” Especially when it’s so threatened by, and resistant to, its surroundings?
Ok, Person Who Needs This Reading, whoever you are: you have GOT to just accept the new situation. Accept it, consider it, learn to understand it, and then MAKE IT YOUR OWN. You can keep beating your head against this as long as you like, but it’s not going away. You can’t fight this change. You can, though, adapt — and eventually dominate. They might be able to change everything around you, but they can’t steal your teeth.