SMRT – finance

In financial matters, DEATH signifies closure — let's state it immediately: never physical death, nor bankruptcy.

It means that something in your finances has ended, and you are still paying for it. A subscription, a service, a business, a habit, an agreement: something that no longer gives you anything, only drains your money, because you are used to it being there.

Look closely at the card, where a black-armored skeleton rides a snow-white horse, slowly, leisurely, with a flag in its hand — and observe the flag: a white, five-petaled rose blooms on the black banner. Not a skull. A flower.

Because what cannot end, cannot begin anew. And this is most concrete with money: as long as you are paying for the old, you have nothing to start the new.

Now look at the four figures before the horse's hooves. The king resisted, and lies fallen, with his crown off — he who thought the rules did not apply to him. The high priest bargains: just one more month, one more payment, one more chance. The young woman turns her head away — she knows how much is in her account, but she cannot bear to look.

And there is the child, who looks at it head-on, and offers a flower. Only he is not afraid. Which one are you?

This card does not deny loss either: if you experience a setback now, do not sugarcoat it. Look exactly at how much it is, say it out loud, and allow yourself to feel the pain — unacknowledged loss accrues interest.

Close what is no longer alive. Terminate it, sell it, let it go.

Then look up: in the background, between two towers, the sun is rising. Not setting. Rising.

In reverse position, artificial life support is at work: for months you have been pouring money into something that no longer breathes, and you believe you are persistent. This is not persistence, but fear of admitting that it is over.

There is something that has ended, and you are still paying for it.

Let's state it right away, because this is the most important thing: this card never signifies physical death, nor bankruptcy. It means that something in your finances has come to an end — a subscription, a service, a business, an agreement that no longer gives you anything, only drains your money, because you are used to it being there.

Look closely at the card, where a black-armored skeleton rides a snow-white horse, slowly, leisurely, with a flag in its hand — and observe the flag: on the black banner there is no skull, no bone, no scythe. A white, five-petaled rose blooms on it.

There is a flower on the black flag. This is your message tonight, because what cannot end cannot begin anew either — and this is most concrete with money: as long as you are paying for the old, you have nothing to start the new.

Now look at the four figures before the horse's hooves. The king resisted, and lies fallen, with his crown knocked off: he is the one who thought the rules did not apply to him. The high priest bargains — one more month, one more payment, one more chance. The young woman turns her head away: she knows exactly how much is in her account, but she cannot bring herself to look.

And there is the child, who looks at it head-on, and offers a flower. Only he is not afraid.

Which one are you tonight?

This card does not deny loss either. If you have suffered a setback now, do not sugarcoat it: look exactly at how much, say it out loud, and allow yourself to feel the pain — because unacknowledged loss accrues interest, and not in money.

Observe the horse as well: it does not rush, it does not trample, but walks at a steady pace. This arrival is precise, and it gave timely notice.

Today, close off that one thing that is no longer alive. Cancel it, sell it, let it go — and do not wait for someone else to make the decision for you, because it will still happen, but then it will no longer be on your terms.

Then look up: in the background, between two towers, the sun is rising. It is not setting. It is rising — and this card is not the last, there are eight more after it.

In a reversed position, for months you have been pouring money into something that is no longer breathing, and you believe you are persistent. This is not persistence, but fear of admitting that it is over.