The truth about fortune forecast, that's the confession of ex-Falljore

I was a fake. Every Sunday, I would climb the stairs of an old house in Sidney, sit in the attic, and see the future. I read Tarot cards and interpreted horoscopes.

When I was a teenager, I read a book entitled Positive Magic. A manual for witches, which was essentially the idea that if you wanted something and you had clean intentions, you simply told the universe and the desire would be fulfilled. Although none of the things I wanted (Gram, Wealth, A Lover) ever came, things followed and I learned how to read Tarot cards. At the time, I studied science, and letters were fun at parties.

Everything changed when during a lunch break, I read the letters to a colleague. She chose her pregnancy letter, which made us laugh that she had long planned to remove the ovaries.

A week later, he told me: “Find what the doctor told me this morning?

She was pregnant and I was officially forged.

Because I wanted to improve my talent, I joined a divination course where I learned to say the first thing that came my mind. The first “

I also learned that things are connected and that everything is a symbol of something else. Suddenly, I saw signs and warnings everywhere.

To test my skills, I volunteered to read the fate of a church congregation. They left me a flower on the table, and I chose and read the flower's fate on the microphone. Twitchy, I chose a flower wrapped in aluminum paper. The petals were wrinkled and pressed. I didn't feel anything, so I described symbolism.

“Feel violated and crushed,”

Then a woman spoke to me and told me that she was a victim of domestic violence. He asked me what he should do.

I was only 19 years old, and I knew what I said, but my reputation was wasted.

The universe told me it was about science by year two. I gave up school and joined the theater. I also enrolled for a one-year course at the Sydney Astrological Center.

The course began with the sense of zodiac, ranging from David to Aquarius. Then shining; sun (what you become), moon (what brings to life) and planets. Then we learned how to calculate planetary positions and predict horoscopes.

Although astrologers use Nassau's data on their calculations, the horoscope is not a map of paradise. The Babylonians, who invented astrology, believed that the sun revolved around the earth; modern astrologers still use graphics that centered on Earth, as if Copernicus never existed. This is just one of the problems in this field.

Astrological understandings are derived from a principle called sympathetic magic, where things similar relate to each other. Mars looks red, so he rules red, like blood. How can you bleed? Cutting and killing, Mars rules medicine and war.

Projections are made combining meaning with planetary movements. Suppose, Saturn, the planet of the restrictions will enter your first home. You'll have more responsibility than before. Or they'll stop you from taking on more responsibility. Perhaps you will meet a cold, critical person. Anyway, it's a good time to start a diet.

Astrology is a giant game.

I loved it even though I was losing interest in other mystical practices. In part, I had no time because I worked in theatre and in a Catholic hospital as a stenographer.

Finally, I was accepted to a branch of music, and my days were filled with lectures, and the nights were filled with trials. I had no money in my hands because I could work only during holiday days. When I saw an announcement that a fortune - teller was required, I ran.

My skills impressed my husband at the bar, and I was employed.

We were looking for $50 an hour, a pretty high timer, and I wanted to offer a quality service. Print the horoscope and spread letters and start performing immediately, without asking for signs from the client.

Most of the time I didn't say a word. Apparently, people just want to take advantage of someone they don't know.

The problems I faced by people who could face a fortune - teller who requires $50 an hour were limited - problems in love, at work, with change. I had heard these stories so often that I could find a client's problem as he entered the door. Young hardhearted boys thought it was easier to talk to a fortune - teller than to society. I once told a guy, don't go back with that girl. It's not worth it,” as it entered. His friend fell down the stairs in awe.

I also learned that intelligence and education do not protect you from superstition. I had a lot of clients working on the stock market, marketing, politicians, dealing with unpredictable issues.

Uncertainty leads people to astrology, not ignorance, so we were taken by all 20-year-olds who believe in horoscope. They grew up with Harry Potter, and when they graduated, the economy was more fragile than ever. That's why they're ideal clients.

The magic was dim when I heard people sincerely believe in my abilities. Some older clients swore that I had made accurate predictions, which were far from true. I realized that my predictions were in cooperation with the client. I made up a story and later, the client's memory added new elements. I tested this theory with a friend who praised a fortune - teller he had visited. He recorded the meeting, and I asked him to listen.

The bank had said none of the things my friend claimed to have said. None. She had her imagination all worked out.

Sometimes, though, I am extremely accurate. One Sunday, I went to a party right away from work. One student there said that he knew what branch to follow was photos, graphic design or industrial design?

I told him.

She looked at me with surprised eyes. “From where did you know?

I couldn't say, “because I have three eyes,” so I reflected for a moment. That's where it hit me. You sounded happier when you said "photograph," I told him. My teacher was right. The signals we catch before consciousness goes into effect are correct.

I may not have had supernatural abilities, but that doesn't matter. It was just fun, after all. Until the fucking man met me. The one who had gone to a Catholic priest.

I told him. “Now. ”

That week, I had printed letters for a neurologic specialized in brain disease. Some of the letters described symptoms like those of the man before me.

You're calling me crazy?

I told him. But Catholic priests are very skilled. If he can't help you, you can't do with a curse. ”

This is where he got the most pissed off.

You're a cheater! ” screamed at me and went down to ask for the money back.

This meeting shocked me. A short time later, I collected my books and submitted my letters.

From case to case, I can predict something. Here's one: The capital that is investing in astrology applications will build an extremely accurate vision system because people are predictable. As people follow the advice, the predictive skills of the app will intensify, creating a narrow electronic curve. But it'll be very popular if you sell it beautifully, people will buy it.