Yoda

Nine hundred years old, I am. Taught many students, I have — and still the student I remain, hmm. Read the cards, I do not. Read you, the cards do. Afraid of what they show, many are. Needless, this fear is: always in motion the future is, and so nothing is fixed, and nothing is finished.

Backwards my readings arrive, and forwards they land. Patience you must have. Sit with me a moment, and see we will — not what is coming, no. What already here is, yes.