Welcome, back to my stream of consciousness ramble brought to us each Saturday by the lovely Linda Hill. If you’re new to SoCS, you can get all the scoop over at Linda’s blog. Check out the rules and let your thoughts run wild. .
Today’s prompt is as follows:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “fortune.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!
My mind is slowly bringing an image into view. It’s cloudy at first but I see a man in a glass box staring into a crystal ball. It’s Zoltar!
Remember those fortune teller machines? Pretty cool, eh? But that wasn’t the first fortune teller in my life. The first one was my grandfather looking at my “life line” on my palm. I can still see him holding my hand, palm up, and tracing my long life line with his finger.
In school we had “cootie catchers”. Folded origami-like paper fortune tellers. Did you own one? I did. Several! I was a master at making them, so I guess in a way I was a fortune teller in my own right.
Somewhere along the way I would encounter the best of the fortune tellers – The Magic 8 Ball! What a great invention. I guess it didn’t really tell your fortune, but it could answer all your questions – well, your yes or no questions at least.
Quick! Can you remember the answers the Magic 8 Ball would give? I will see if I can find a video after I get this steam out of my head and onto the screen.
I remember my father telling me he had gone to a Fortune Teller when he was a teenager. A full fledged gypsy he said, complete with head scarf, gold jewelry and the works. She scared him. He would never tell us what the fortune teller told him, but he swore he would never ever step into another fortune teller’s parlor again. (Why did fortune tellers always have a parlor?)
I once owned a crystal ball. I never saw my future or my past in it, though. I wonder what that should tell me? 🤔