Old timer

Old timer

At a recent event, the promoter introduced and named some new people to the circle of vendors, psychics, healers, readers, fakirs, and fakers. She then rattled off a few of the Old timers. She mentioned, off-hand, Yanie, Elaine, and a one or two others, but she didn’t include me.

In part, I have to wonder if that makes me the butt of subtle discrimination — but as a white male, that means I can just join the rest of the world.

K Tower K

K Tower K

In part, I was offended that I wasn’t include in the old school group, as I was there. The good old days. The bad old days. Being threatened for what I do, all of that.

“Ibam ibis, feci id.”

Not being named, despite the subtle discrimination, it’s not all bad. Wearing shorts and floral print shirt, sandals, bandana in my hair? Not like I look like the others.

I have introduced myself as “Once I was a medium, but now I’m a large.”


We’re just having fun here, with possible enlightenment, along the way. Some days are better than others. I am an old timer. Been at this is a while. Not that it means anything, but I have years of road experience. Looked at some vast amount of charts, and while the energies are the same, each and everyone is different.

$1 Old-timer deal

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  • Camera: iPhone 7
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  • ISO: 80
  • Location: 30° 19′ 24.9″ N 97° 42′ 41.3″ W
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About the author: Not many things can explain him but here are a few. Kramer was born and raised in a small town in East Texas. He has degrees in English literature and considers Shakespeare his soulmate.

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