You asked what the pencil stuck in Indian head band is for?
I wonder, do you really care to know? Or was it banter to flirt- no no, just to inspire the ordering of drinks, to elicit tips, or to say words for the saying of words makes the time move better within the shift.
Well, the pencil (I’ll tell you anyhow- despite not actually telling you)- it is to write ideas and prose in this here red book, and notes to girls not unlike yourself, and poetry to a girl just like yourself; if these hearts should line up just right.
illusion and magick which is more unlikely, the hearts lining up. I do believe in “real” magick. I do not think that revealing the illusion, showing the strings or slight of hand ruins the “truth” or significance of the occurrence. Prove it false and fiction all you’d like, rob yourself of the story book and some others, I remain blissfully aware that something more inspiring is happening on this side of sight. you just look like a stick in the mud, or a real fool for hating beautiful things.