there's a spider under the washing machine

Sorry to say, his idea of a joke will go no further. Too many people have been frazzled by IT. We've had 2, 3, 4, 5 and 7 of Light Sweepers here on Earth today. Yikes!

I’ve stuck him in a cauldron with the other one. They are both Devils so I’m going to send them off to Sirius where they’ll be devoured by....

                                                ...a giant spider.

I know Jamie isn’t frightened of spiders.

When they arrived the spider was nowhere to be seen...

“That’s a relief!” they chorused “the spider’s DEAD!”

Little did they know the mischievous little Imp that was there instead.

She surveyed the new arrivals.  “You’ll be safe here!” she told the two Devils.

Feeling quite secure they snuggled down in the cauldron and went to sleep.

The shutters came down and out came the spider.

“What’s this? What’s this?” it thought as it spied the cauldron.

It climbed up to the top then slipped down inside. To its surprise and delight it saw two red morsels that looked good enough to eat. She stung them with her poison and wrapped her silver threads around them so they couldn’t escape.

When she’d finished, the spider noticed the Imp standing on top of the cauldron. “You had something to do with this, didn’t you?”

The Imp winked.

“Thank you, ChiKiSpirit!” smiled the spider.   (The Imp didn’t get too close, just in case...)

From that day to this ChiKiSpirit and the spider have always been friends and she always finds Devils for the spider to eat.

“How can I repay you, ChiKiSpirit?” asked the spider.

“You can save the World!” the Imp replied. Then she was gone.

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Ace of Light Sweepers, The Hermit and Temperance

The Hermit

The Hermit lives inside a crystal. It has disappeared for the time being but should appear within next couple of weeks.

A message from ChiKiSpirit to The Holy Fool

After some considerable time the High Priestess was visited, via telephonic communication and snail mail, by a Holy Fool who inspired her to write this poem

Your crazy paving footpath is cracked and full of weeds

A daft and silly bird has dropped a thousand seeds

Some of them have landed in places you did not know

They've sown something bigger than you ever intended to sow

Your call for redemption with a slack rope built to last

Has caught itself on a voodoo neck and is calling you too fast.

For a thousand days without no food

But the seedy, seedy seeds

From the crazy paving footpath

That grew a million weeds that was watered with zombies

...and bad children's needs.

You've watered it with wisdom, with God's words and deeds

You've woken up some sunflowers and pansies have choked the weeds.

Two of Cups

There are two of us putting together another project now which involves music, communication, humour, harmony, peace and much, much more...

Would you like to join us or are you still that old sour puss who likes to chase rats and mice?

The Empress

This particular Empress has been with me for three years. She is Mother Nature. She loves flowers and animals. She has introduced me to Dartmoor ponies and sheep. She may take you by the hand and show you the beautiful wonders our land has to offer. Follow the river, follow the stream. She plants seeds that grow into flowers and trees. Most recently she has lead me to ewes and lambs, hairy highland cows, ducks, dogs, mice and cats. She came across this hairy creature when she was driving down a country lane.

 
 From a distance, or on your mobile phone, it looks like a face. Close up you can see it’s a brick wall covered in ivy, protecting a well. Reflect on this for a while. Maybe it’s trying to tell you something or perhaps it knows where the Fool’s book may be found but it hasn't bothered telling you yet.