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| In the following Tarot reading about the war in Ukraine and recent events, Donald trump was depicted as The Hermit. Above, a perfect illustration of how I saw what the card meant in this context. TRIUMPH OF TIME, 1499 |
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How did the Tarot interpret the cards for Donald Trump in the Alaska summit with Vladimir Putin: The Hermit, Six of Wands, The Wheel of Fortune
The president walks alone now, retreating into the cold citadel of his own design. The light he bears no longer guides a nation—it flickers only for himself. Once a servant of the people, he has become a solitary figure, robed in triumph, yet distant. Applause still follows him, yes, but it masks a deeper truth: power often hides its betrayals in the noise of acclaim. Do not wait for his return; he walks a path that ends far from the people. History does not pause. The wheel turns. Stand ready—not in mourning, but in motion. Destiny waits for no one.
Vladimir Putin is described as a phoney whose power is to promise more than he can give, getting his people killed while he sits quietly in his golden palaces acquiring wealth. Above, an early version of The Fool. Artist Unknown
What is the true power of Vladimir Putin? Five of Sword The Devil Three of Cups
Vladimir Putin does not conquer with armies, nor reign with swords. His empire is built not on force, but on seduction—on the quiet art of turning kin against kin. His victories are joyless, hollow things, gained through humiliation and spiritual theft. He binds not with chains, but with desire, fear, addiction. He poisons truth, drapes lies in laughter, and feeds on revelry. To many, he is a friend, a generous host. That is his genius. His fortress is not stone, but the hearts he’s deceived. And until his spell is broken, we do not face a tyrant, but a people bewitched.
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| Vladimir Putin also appeared as The Devil in the reading. LAST JUDGMENT, GIOTTO 1303 |
What will stop Vladimir Putin? Two of Disks Nine of Cups Six of Disks
He rules through imbalance, a juggler of chaos blind to the limits of his own performance. But what spins must fall. His undoing won’t come by sword or singular defiance, but by a shift—alliances realigned, wealth reclaimed, power redistributed. He feeds on indulgence, believing himself untouchable, drunk on conquest and comfort. Yet it is precisely at his most bloated moment—crowned in smugness, gorged on triumph—that he will fall. Not by war, but by justice. When the hands of the oppressed rise not in worship but reclamation, the weight of what he hoarded will drown him. The scales will tip. And he will not see it coming.
Volodymyr Zelenskyy was seen by the Tarot as a relentless soldier unafraid to confront the enemy and fight for his people. Above WAITE SMITH TAROT, 1909
How will Volodymyr Zelenskyy get through this cruel war? The Pope Three of Swords The Hermit
Volodymyr Zelenskyy is not merely a warrior, but a vessel—of memory, of duty, of faith. In each movement, a ritual; in each wound, a scripture. His strength does not roar—it endures. Betrayed, abandoned, and aching with loss, he walks a path few can see, fewer still can bear. Yet he walks. Through heartbreak and blood, he carries a light not for glory, but for those who may one day follow. His solitude is not exile but consecration. Though unseen, he stands—a sentinel on the mountain, guarding what others have forgotten. His sword is not his power. His faith is. And still, he walks.
What is coming up in his ongoing battle? The Devil Seven of Disk Strenght
Before triumph, chains. His enemy, Vladimir Putin, is not merely a tyrant, but a master of entrapment—temptation, betrayal, despair. Zelenskyy's’s fall seems inevitable: body broken, will dimmed. Yet this, too, is part of the passage. For no man vanquishes evil without confronting it within. His path winds through shadow, slow toil, and bitter waiting. Victory, when it comes, grows like a field—tended through suffering, watered by sacrifice. His triumph will not be spectacle, but transformation: not through hate, but through the spirit’s refusal to break. He will endure. Not cleanly, not quickly—but completely. And in that endurance, the tyrant’s chains will shatter.
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