Death with The Sun

Quantum Tarot 2.0 by Kay Stopforth and Chris Butler
Quantum Tarot 2.0 by Kay Stopforth and Chris Butler

Who doesn’t love a good movie cliché? Me, that’s who. Every time I see some formulaic theme copied and pasted from one Hollywood script to the other I find myself shouting at the screen “Oh, come on!” with an obligatory eye roll, all the while completely unaware of the irony of shouting a tired old movie catchphrase elicited by any character from a quasi-comedy whose wingman is a simian in a tutu and a fedora.

This particular chestnut I’m referring to is the ol’ riding off into the sunset, or the holding hands while walking toward the setting sun, or basically any person or people or mounted equestrian or muscle car heading into the direction of dusk. It’s taking closure and stenciling it into the story’s ending with jejune broad strokes; it shoves the audience’s face into the notion that the story has ended, just like the day has ended. It’s basically a one-piece jigsaw puzzle. Solve for x… and by the way, x = 6.

Meanwhile as we are getting up from our theater seats and brushing popcorn kernels off our laps, some of us are continuing the storyline beyond daylight hours and rolling credits, realizing that night has now fallen on our protagonist, where they now wander in the dark with its scary and disturbing denizens in the form of wolves and boogeymen and ghosts and drunken frat guys leaving bars at 2am.

What we need is a Hollywood script writer that took a kick to the head from a mule, so now for them up is black and white is left. I want this writer to tear the page in half (or hit Select All then Delete) and say, “No! Let’s have them walk into the sunrise at the end of the film!”

That’s the thing about our culture; we often see endings as final, like we walk through the door and it closes behind us only to be suspended in nothingness. As a result we cling too tightly to continuing a chapter of our lives that is well past pull date, finding ourselves stalling so we don’t have to drop the curtain. It’s as if we are convinced that the sweetness and joy and thrill of this phase will never be experienced again on the other side of that wall.

The best thing we can do to wrap up our storyline is to recognize it is only a chapter in our book, that every ending holds hands with a new beginning. We can close our eyes and allow us to enter the fugue of inbetweenness, letting time hoist us over the threshold through the Hora in celebration of our passing through stages. When we open our eyes, we will realize that it is not that we have lost anything in what had seemingly ended, but we are greeted with a rising sun that shines upon us and declares we are facing a brand new day, with new beginnings, and it will warm us as we begin our new venture.


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David Dear

David Dear suddenly became interested in the exploration of metaphysics shortly after the Harmonic Convergence of 1987. Over the next 25 years he became proficient in reading Tarot and astrological natal charts, learned past life regression and Thought Field Therapy, and became attuned in Chios and is a Usui Reiki master. David has the innate ability to perceive aspects of reality on a multidimensional level and is naturally telepathic. He has a bachelor's degree in metaphysical theology and is an ordained metaphysical minister and licensed metaphysical practitioner. David currently lives in Tacoma, Washington with his wife/best friend, two dogs and one cat.

5 thoughts on “Death with The Sun”

  1. I really love the beautiful poignance of this piece, David! I always enjoy how insightful and expressive, but accesible, your thoughts are during the Menage A Tarot podcasts, and I can clearly see this in your writing here.

    Perhaps another way of looking at it is that every moment is a begining, end, and in-between simultaneously, and while things scenery and costumes may change, certain elements stick with us, whether that be the stage itself or a particular narrative theme.

    My brother was telling me we’re a system of mirrors and rebounds. There’s certainly no finality in that. It is as you explain, that starting a new phase doesn’t mean you can’t experience the joy of a previous one again. Thanks for a great post!

    Riding Off Into The Northern Lights,

    1. Thanks for the kind words, Chani! I must say, I love your point about malleable perspective on the moment and which stage it actually is. It’s quite liberating to recognize that each of these stages are only that due to the perspective we choose to pin to it. Great point!


  2. Excellent!

    I’m SO not a Chicago fan, but the song ‘beginnings’ comes to mind. Am going to go listen to Daft Punk or something to brain floss that one out.

    But an excellent segue from this duo of cards…well said

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