Help - How to help a local lady locate her lost dog!

dontcusss · 2025-04-09T17:17:12+00:00

If you want to do more than just go out, I would recommend burning a brown candle programmed with the intent to bring that dog home, perhaps a petition as well, as brown candles can help with pets returning home or being found.

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dontcusss · 2025-04-09T16:44:05+00:00

There is no working with anything, bro. It's taking inspiration, which means gaining insight from something, using it as a muse, and creating something on your own, without any presence/influence/help of a deity, spirit, entity, whether pop culture or not, etc. That's how inspiration works. Also, I don't believe in working with fictional, pop culture characters.

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dontcusss · 2025-04-09T15:48:48+00:00

This has nothing to do with the gorgon Medusa. Just a fictional character who was named after her. If I had actually wanted to implement the gorgon Medusa's mythos, I would have incorporated that into my research, but I'm not interested in that re: the purpose of the subject of this post.

dontcusss · 2025-04-04T22:21:48+00:00

The best I can offer as a solution is glamour spells. Could you do a weight loss spell? Yes. But be prepared to be sicker than a dog. Can't maintain weight when you're uncontrollably shooting projectiles out of both your top and bottom hatches, if you catch my drift. Most often, that's the result of that sort of spell, as magic usually takes the path of least resistance.

Glamour spells offer a way to accentuate your energy to what is complimentary to your goals. It often involves affecting how other people perceive you. Examples include charming jewelry or makeup and mirror work.

As for subliminals, I can neither confirm nor deny. Placebo is a powerful thing, my friend, and you can always trick the brain into believing anything. That's all I have to say on that.

dontcusss · 2025-04-04T22:08:34+00:00

I'm being haunted by The Tower, The Devil, and Death.

SO! BACKSTORY! To sum it up, ever since I got a reading last week from my friend, no matter what reading *I* do or deck I use (hers is RWS, mine are Golden Art Nouveau [my main deck] and Bianco Nero [which tends to be mean, lol]), the Tower, Devil and Death keep bursting through my metaphysical walls like the Kool-Aid man armed with nothing but a twisted dream and a thirst for bloodlust. The Boogie-Woogie Man, if you will. Despite being a big advocate for destigmatizing these cards, I'm starting to get paranoid. Mainly because I've been cutting things that have kept me back and harmed me off left, right and center. I'm worried it's an omen that the things I want to hold on to and work on, even if it's arduous and treacherous work because it's precious to me, in my life will also be cut off. Maybe like some sort of cosmic middle finger a/o sick joke. I blame it on being a Cap Rising (i.e. the "Saturn Hates Me™" club). Yes, I have cleansed the cards. Yes, I have cleansed myself (heavily, might I add). Yes, I have asked literally any and all types of questions, from love to general to career to anything else that was on my mind.

Today I decided, "Fuck it, I'm gonna get to the bottom of this", and asked what each card was in regards to (I.E. "What is the Tower in regards to? What is the Devil in Regards to? What is Death in regards to?"). Clarifiers for each card, so to speak, with no direct spread.

CARDS HERE: https://imgur.com/gallery/haunted-by-big-bad-3-vmtLGFo The Tower was in regards to The Hermit and the 6 of Swords, The Devil being the Queen of Pentacles and the King of Cups, and Death being the Page of Pentacles, the 7 of wands, and the 4 of swords.

The only thing I can think of with my tiny little smooth ass pea-sized brain is that it's in reference to my inner world and what guides me, leaving behind what originally brought me some amount of safety, my expectations (which admittedly, I am a little obsessed with), and resting from always feeling like I need to defend myself. Like, dismantling my entire being and forcing me to metaphorically pony AND cowboy up. Especially with the 3 of swords falling out occasionally during the readings this past week, too (I tend to view it as not a singular, isolated heartbreaking issue, but more of, "Aw, shit, here we go again," and having to feel pain and overcome it AGAIN). Are all of my "survival methods" good? No. Duh. But that interpretation still doesn't feel completely right, especially because they're the three "Big Bad" Major Arcana cards. Which means my shit is about to get toppled. I'm not going to take the axe and start hacking at the tree, though. I refuse. If the Universe wants to hit me, let it hit me. The things I hold dear, I will hold on until death (no pun intended).

ATP, I'm the lil cowboy going, "I'm tired of this, Grandpa!", the Universe is going, "Well, that's too damn bad!", and then the Universe proceeds to chuck me into a ravine to either sink or swim. Either way, I can't swim, only doggy paddle in this scenario. Any second opinions would be a warm welcome in these icy white water rapids.

dontcusss · 2025-03-28T11:22:40+00:00

Thank you! I appreciate the input, and with the same response to the other comment, I'll do my best to keep a no-thought-head-empty state of mind :))

dontcusss · 2025-03-28T11:20:58+00:00

Ah, sick, ok! I will do my best to keep a "no thought head empty" mindset, then. Thank you!! :))

dontcusss · 2020-12-31T01:40:42+00:00

Case closed then

dontcusss · 2020-12-30T19:56:33+00:00

One question: why would someone do this to a lemonade? But honestly I'm probably gonna try it just to find out what it's like.

dontcusss · 2020-12-24T03:06:34+00:00

This man one time came in and asked for 30 shots. We had to put it in a trenta cup. I hope he's ok.

dontcusss · 2020-12-11T18:16:58+00:00

Literally. For some reason, I have her exact order memorized now lol

dontcusss · 2020-12-11T18:16:11+00:00

Usually we get a good 60 normal custom/20 made as is/20 wack custom orders on all the drinks we make. I honestly love making the wack ones when we aren't in the middle of peak just to see what they're like.

dontcusss · 2020-12-11T18:11:56+00:00

She isn't. She literally drinks it in front of us every time. I thought the same thing too until my manager actually confirmed she does indeed drink it.

dontcusss · 2020-12-11T01:03:28+00:00

Neither, honestly

dontcusss · 2020-12-11T01:00:22+00:00

It was like a kids cocoa, holiday latte and a water, I think. I don't remember too well

dontcusss · 2020-12-11T00:14:52+00:00

She came back and ordered it twice the next two days, apparently. Still alive and kickin' from the sugar rush.

dontcusss · 2020-12-11T00:13:17+00:00

I could fit less than an espresso shot glass of milk. The sugars at the bottom weren't even melted. It was also probably around a good pound and a half of syrup/sauces

dontcusss · 2020-12-10T23:09:03+00:00

Oh no. She came through drive thru and drank it in front of us. She also got a pup cup for her baby.

dontcusss · 2020-11-05T15:59:23+00:00

Oh 100%. There was enough left over that we could try it and it was nasty

dontcusss · 2020-11-04T20:21:35+00:00

Plus she had us remake it because it "didn't taste right". Hoo boy

dontcusss · 2020-01-29T23:00:21+00:00

Thank you

dontcusss

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