Divination

I saw a narrative yesterday, warning of divination. In it, I imagined myself communicating with the one I once called soulmate, jumping over a barbed wire fence that I had just shaped in mind to define the threshold, out of the thoughts I had been in the midst of. This was at her request in the narrative, and led to a story. A short time later I saw the narrative continue in some way, and then suddenly there was an accusatory shout from somewhere in the background on her side of the fence: "Divination!"

I just rolled my eyes, carng little for this opinion, but I certainly felt irked before dismissing it. She jumped off from this emotional position, however, and went off on these unseen but rapidly crystallizing (in mind, nowhere in sight) others.

"Is this what we're calling divination these days? No materials, no rituals, just a stray thought about someone that leads to a daydream?"

I could tell that they were trying to form a rebuttal, but I felt the question lock into place somehow. It was like they could not lie about this question, could not dismiss it, and could not break the law internally. This meant that, until they admitted fault, every thought they had that involved anyone else suddenly became locked, because they had tried to apply an uneven measurement to communication, taking their prohibitions to the depths of thought itself. 

Matthew 26:52
“Put your sword back in its place,” Jesus said to him, “for all who draw the sword will die by the sword.

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