This one is fun to draw on tarot noobs because they instantly think it means literal death, for them specifically, right this instant. I will never forget when my girlfriend did readings at a college June event and drew Death for one of our friends who was soon to graduate, and he turned the precise colour of porridge. My girlfriend was quick to reassure him.
Death is an ecstatic change of state. Where Mercedes is from, to become a werewolf is to let yourself be fatally injured by another werewolf, and then coalesce into your new non-human state alone. He cavorts in the red desert of Sutekh, a landscape of sterile fertility, of absolute inhumanity and of revealed knowledge, allowing his body to experience the full extent of his voluntary transfiguration, from which there is no return. The desert sands reveal the skeletons of fish, in accordance with the card’s associated Hebrew letter. What lay here before the desert? A great ocean, perhaps, or rivers and lakes. Everything changes. The fish are crowned with the crowns of the material and spiritual worlds, and their skulls are marked with Isa, the rune of ice, with its implications of natural transformative state changes. Mercedes’s halo reveals Salt and Semen, and the shadow of his dancing legs reveals a Perthrow - a magical secret and the unknown void. Mercedes is confident that his transformation will regenerate him.
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