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23 Monday Jun 2025

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֍ Justice – Card XI

TITLE: The Pearlscale Magistrate / 珠秤判官 (Zhū Chèng Pànguān)

MYTHIC ARCHETYPE: Mazu’s Ghost-light Admiral

TAOIST PARALLEL: Bao Zheng (包拯), the legendary “Iron-Faced Judge” of Song Dynasty, merged with Mazu’s Tide-Scribe—a dead scholar who records karmic debts in coral ledger books.

PIRATE TWIST: His court is an empty beach at low tide – the accused have only until the waters return to prove their innocence.

WHY JUSTICE? He doesn’t need to be alive to see guilt; he listens to how the waves echo in a liar’s chest.

TAOIST PIRATE SYMBOLISM

KEYWORDS (Upright):

Cháo píng (潮平, “tide-balance”)—natural law as inevitable as moonpull.

The coral gavel (珊瑚槌, shānhú chuí)—its strike summons truth-telling eels.

“Saltwater oaths” (鹹水誓, xiánshuǐ shì)—broken vows crystallize on the tongue.

KEYWORDS (Reversed):

Wèi zhāng (偽漲, “false tide”)—fabricated evidence.

Yāo gào (妖告, “phantom testimony”)—lies that dissolve like sea foam.

The hollow pearl (空珠, kōng zhū)—justice delayed until the next typhoon.

INTERPRETATION: This card is karma’s tide table. The Magistrate’s verdicts aren’t decided—they’re revealed by how the ship lists.

RITUAL: THE CORAL LEDGER (珊瑚賬, Shānhú Zhàng)

(Inspired by Ming maritime law and Taoist debt-reckoning rites)

PURPOSE: To weigh a moral dilemma with tidal impartiality.

MATERIALS:

Two whale ear bones (or uneven stones).

A length of fishing net (or red thread).

Saltwater in a brass bowl.

Ink & brush (or a sharp shell).

STEPS:

Carve your dilemma onto the bones—one side per bone.

Tie them to the net, creating a primitive scale. Suspend it over the bowl.

Pour saltwater until one bone sinks and the other rises.

The lighter bone holds your true path.

Bury the sunk bone—its truth is settled. Carry the risen bone for 3 tides as counsel.

PARALLEL MYTHOLOGY

TITLE: The Arbiter of Dreams / The Scale of the Reed Beds

MYTHIC ARCHETYPE: Nanshe (Sumerian Goddess of Social Justice)

REGION: Ancient Mesopotamia (Sumer)

FORM: A powerful goddess, daughter of Enki (the god of wisdom, magic, and fresh water). Her sacred animals were birds and fish. Her center of worship was in the city of Lagash, a city of canals and marshes near the Persian Gulf.

TALE: Nanshe was no distant sky-god. Her justice was compassionate and hands-on. She was known as the one “who knows the orphan, who knows the widow, knows the oppression of man over man.” She was the protector of the socially vulnerable. Furthermore, she was a goddess of prophecy and the chief interpreter of dreams, using them to reveal truths and render fair judgments. At the New Year festival, people would come to her temple to have their dreams interpreted and their disputes settled.

WHY JUSTICE? Nanshe is Justice in action. She represents the search for truth (interpreting dreams), the weighing of actions (judging disputes), and the upholding of fairness, with a special emphasis on protecting those who cannot protect themselves. Her connection to water places her perfectly in our deck, and her role as a dream interpreter gives a mystical, intuitive layer to the cold logic often associated with the Justice card.

INTERPRETATION THROUGH NANSHE: This card signifies that a moment of truth has arrived. All actions have consequences, and now is the time they will be weighed. Nanshe asks you to act with absolute integrity. Are you being fair to others and to yourself? Are you honoring your responsibilities, especially to those who are vulnerable? The truth of the situation will be revealed, perhaps in an unexpected way, like a dream. Be prepared to face the clear, unvarnished facts and act accordingly.

THE RITUAL OF NANSHE’S SCALES (For Seeking a Just Path)

OBJECTIVE: To find a fair and true perspective on a situation where you are conflicted or where a difficult judgment must be made.

MATERIALS:

Two identical bowls or cups.

Two small, equal-sized pieces of paper and a pen.

Water.

AN OFFERING: A small amount of grain (barley, flour) or a piece of bread, representing the agricultural staples of Mesopotamia.

STEPS:

STATING THE CASE: Find a quiet place. Fill both bowls with an equal amount of water. On one piece of paper, write down one side of the argument/situation as objectively as possible. On the other paper, write the other side. Fold them and do not worry about which is which.

THE INVOCATION: Hold the offering in your hand. Address the archetype with respect. “Nanshe, Daughter of Wise Enki, She Who Knows the Orphan and the Widow, I seek your clarity. I have a matter to be weighed, and I wish to find the path of truth and fairness. Witness this rite and grant me wisdom.” Place the offering between the two bowls.

THE WEIGHING: Place one folded paper into each bowl of water. Now, place your hands palm-up under the bowls, as if you are the scales of Justice. Close your eyes. Don’t try to “feel” a physical weight. Instead, feel the emotional and moral weight of the situation you have created. Acknowledge the gravity of both sides. Simply hold the balance for a few minutes in silent contemplation. Your goal is not to find the answer now, but to present the case fairly to the judge.

THE DREAM PLEA: After holding the balance, open your eyes. Speak to the bowls. “The case is presented. The scales are balanced. Nanshe, Arbiter of Dreams, I ask you to carry this matter into my sleep. Reveal to me the truth I need to see. Grant me a dream of clarity.”

CLOSING: Leave the bowls with the papers in them by your bedside overnight. Before you sleep, your last thought should be of opening yourself to receive a truthful dream. In the morning, before you do anything else, write down any dreams you had, no matter how strange. The answer to your dilemma may be hidden there symbolically. Dispose of the water and papers by returning them to the earth. The judgment will come.

SYNCRETIC BRIDGE

Nanshe’s Scales → Taoist Chèng (秤, “balance”): Both use water to reveal weightless truths.

Dream Prophecy → Tide-Divination (占潮, zhān cháo): Ming sailors read verdicts in wave patterns.

THE “SCHOLAR’S HEART” MANDATE:

Sources: “Hymn to Nanshe,” a Sumerian cuneiform text that explicitly details her social justice functions. See: Samuel Noah Kramer’s “History Begins at Sumer” and Thorkild Jacobsen’s The Treasures of Darkness” provide deep context for her role in Mesopotamian religion. For the ritual see: Zheng He’s Maritime Code—the first international sea laws, enforced by Mazu’s priests as well as: 《閩海過渡秘錄》 [Secret Records of Fujian Sea Transitions], 1793.

JUSTICE [XI] sisters of yeht-gav’s reflection

08 Sunday Jan 2023

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I don’t know who he is but I know where he is … the Other side. The Spirit world, man! You see, it’s always the same. There’s no stoppin’ what can’t be stopped. No killin’ what can’t be killed. I feel him all around! You can’t see the eyes of the demon ’till he comes a’ calli-n’. This is dread, man, truly dread. [King Willie]

Perhaps it’s a bit obvious to say that justice starts and ends in the mirror, but before a person can understand others they must understand themselves. “¡Ay!” as Hamlet once put it, “there’s the rub.”

Science and religion are what most folks turn to for explanations; by adopting other people’s ideas of how the universe works perhaps it will bring some peace to a soul full of uncertainty? Most often it doesn’t since man-made languages do not have the capacity to express metaphysical concepts in any way that could be deemed satisfactory, but I can certainly recognize that feeling of doubt when facing Mysteries beyond my own ability to explain. It’s all about cosmic Horrors, after all.

“Life,” Groucho Marx once said, “is a whim of several billion cells just being you for a while.”

It’s the spaces between those cells that I find curious. “A breath of air,” Jean-Paul Sartre said. All the formless and unmanifested energy that we so blithely call the soul. A rainbow in a land that only dreams in black and white. Theseus’ “airy nothing.” The forms of things unknown. Chaos manifested. The formless form that defies definition.

Most people think of justice in lawyer terms of fairness, cause + effect and accountability; in other words, concrete ideas that arise from needing to live together and function as a society. The more theoretical one gets, the harder it is to apply these concepts to anyone else, let alone yourself. Without some random hierarchical system to wrap our heads around the chaos of not knowing torments us and we are a species infatuated with hierarchy.

In Buddhist philosophy the voidless Void constitutes supreme actuality, “Sunyata is not a negation of existence but rather the cosmic undifferentiation out of which all souls, discrimination and dualities arise.” Perhaps that is the burden of being homosapiens driven by insatiable curiosity coupled with the futility of trying to define the undefinable? If you can define it then it isn’t undefinable. Can the same be said about knowing oneself? Is there some sort of due process that the soul must pass through? Unsurprisingly, I do not have the words for that.

“Fucking voodoo magic [*], man! You know what? I’ll tell you what I believe: shit happens.”

[*] There is voodoo and there is magic and put together there is redundancy. The fact that they’re spoken in the same breath in Predator 2 (1990) was due to the producers worrying that the audience wouldn’t know what Rastafarians were and for reasons not even the Tao can explain decided to keep King Willie and company Jamaican instead of, say, Haitian, where being a follower of Baron Samedi would make far more sense.

Notes on Notes:

It’s been pointed out to me that my hand-writing is barely readable so here are what the notes say:

Hiding, secrets and not being able to be yourself is one of the worst things ever for a person. It gives you low self-esteem. You never get to reach that peak in your life. You should always be able to be yourself and be proud of yourself. [Grace Jones]

Everyone loves justice in the affairs of another but never in ourselves.

Augustine’s theory of the transmission of original sin by way of the sexual urge which is the typical form of ‘concupiscence’, the lusting of flesh against spirit, has had a most disastrous influence upon much of traditional Christian ethics. [J. Burnaby]

Humanity, when perfected, is the best of animals, but, when separated from law and justice, we are the worst of all. [Aristotle]

I have a fifteen year old daughter who thinks that I always had this self confidence that I have now at the age of sixty. I always tell her that what she is going through, the low self-esteem as a teenager, that is a right of passage. [Iman]

So long as there stands yet in the way any wrong so cankerous as reprisal for our own destinies, so long must the women skald of the future cry unwelcome truth in the market-place. [Elizabeth Robbins]

Altarwise by owl-light in the half-way house/ the gentleman lay graveward with his furies;/ abandoned in the hangnail cracked by Adam,/ and, from his fork, a dog among the fairies,/ the atlas-eater with a jaw for news,/ bit out the mandrake with to-morrow’s scream./ Then, penny-eyed, that gentleman of wounds,/ old cock from nowheres and the heaven’s egg,/ with bones unbuttoned to the half-way winds,/ hatched from the windy salvage on one leg,/ scraped at my cradle in a walking word/ that night of time under the Christward shelter:/ I am the long world’s gentleman, he said,/ and share my bed with Capricorn and Cancer. [Dylan Thomas]

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