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Learning Day: The Starseed Oracle

Great news everyone, a new kind of insane person just dropped. I feel like I'm on the front end of this trend, but it's probably not that new since I discovered it at Joann Fabrics. Yes, I was at my local Joann's picking up my regular weekly supply of industrial-strength glue and a three pound bag of Jordan Almonds, the only food available exclusively at craft stores because it's not technically food when I came upon a book section. Nestled between thrilling titles like Absolutely Gorgeous Doilies, Crochet Honoring Our Veterans, and I Can't Believe I'm Knitting Socks! was this:

Was I buying tarot cards? Kind of. It turns out the Starseed Oracle is tarot cards for lazy reincarnated aliens. One of the main tenets of belief in Starseed appears to be that if you find out about Starseeds, you are a Starseed. Therefore I am a Starseed, and I've just made you one too! Take that! You're the ghost of an alien, loser, probably one of those weird Star Trek ones with a butt and vagina on their head.

Let me back up. What exactly does being a Starseed mean? Well, congratulations! It means within your mortal meat cage resides the reincarnated soul of an alien. According to the manual that came with the set of oracle cards, "It's believed by some that the unconscious ways in which humans have been living on Earth (war, terrorism, separation, killing, disrespecting nature and animals, being mean to Lil Nas X) led the planet to send out a call to the cosmos and waves of Starseed souls answered."

This theory presumes that pretty much all alien souls are better than human souls, which I frankly find offensive. I bet some Ed Hardy ass aliens are out hot-rodding around the universe in a spaceship with a super loud muffler. The Starseed Oracle disagrees with me, though. All Starseeds are good people who are meant to improve the Earth, and once they are awakened, they "find it hard to have meaningless conversations, jobs, and relationships."

That's right, I've sucked all of the joy from your life by awakening you to your Starseed status. You can't even enjoy the rest of this pointlessly fun article. Get out of here and go rescue the rainforest, nerd.

Right away, the idea of Starseeds is taking one of the most unbearable personality types, people who think that they are so smart and cool the only thing that makes sense is they're the ghost of an alien, and feeding them a bunch of delicious, ego-boosting bullshit they do not need! Then it goes on to tell them, oh, also being an alien ghost gives you magic powers. It's a seamless marriage of science fiction and new-age fantasy, like if L Ron Hubbard and Enya had a baby that sucked.

To activate these oracle cards, you have to do a ritual where you raise the box to the stars and humblebrag about being related to the moon (IDK if you've heard of her). It's very long and involved, and if you try to do it at an Arby's, they will for sure throw your ass out, just FYI. Here's a copy which you can read if you want to hear a lot about your "inner temple," which is absolutely slang for vagina.

I actually performed the entire attunement, so my Oracle card readings are one hundred percent Moon Approved. You're probably wondering how the cards work? Do you have to memorize a whole bunch of complicated interpretations of each individual card, like with tarot? Nope! This is star science, not some cute magic trick.

According to the manual, "These cards were created to provide a structure that will help you connect with the portal and wisdom of your own heart and soul." So if your soul tells you that pulling the Sea Of Mintaka card means you should key your boss's car, you should absolutely key your boss's car! That's the magic of being a Starseed. Fun fact: nothing bad has ever come from blindly following impulses sent to you by cosmic portal.

One last note about the manual before we get into the actual cards: there's a lot in the book about how beautifully illustrated the cards are, and they are not! I've seen many really pretty Tarot decks and Tarot drawings and these cards are horrible looking Photoshops. I'm pretty sure I could recreate them in Canva, which is Photoshop for people who don't know exactly what a vector is (me).

It would be easy for me to print up a few of my own cards, sneak them into the stack and then donate the box to Goodwill. I doubt anyone would even know the difference! Here, let me try.

The formula for the art on each card is a hodgepodge of things that seem vaguely mystical, plus a lady, plus stars. Sometimes it's even less than that. Sometimes it's just space whales!

I often find myself wondering about the ideas behind the illustrations. Like, why is there no Earth in the EARTH SCHOOL card? It's a lady flying through space like the Goop version of Superman.

I'm sending you to Earth School sounds like something Hulk Hogan would say as he tosses his opponent out of the ring. Learn to respect Mother Nature, Star Brothers!

Each card has an explanation for its meaning right on the bottom of it, which is why I call it the lazy person's tarot. You don't have to consult the manual or exert the energy to make up an explanation for the card. It's right there, telling you what's up. Although, at a certain point, the explanations for the cards become word salad.

"Devotion. Potency. Make your life a moving prayer. Pleiades energy. Visionary. Inspired ideas. Bon Jovi. Nantucket. Soy Sauce."

I guess that's the part that your Starseed soul needs to interpret? Quick: what does "Light body. Crystal grid. Transmission. Activation" mean? My soul is telling me the cards say I should eat more vegetables? Lame. That can't be right.

The manual does contain soul inquiries and Starseed activations for each card in case you're not clearly receiving your Starseed messages. For instance, the YOU'RE NOT FOR EVERYONE card comes with the Starseed soul inquiry of, "How can you embrace your weirdness and not care so much about what other people think?" Gee, I don't know, alien ghost tarot. I, the person who purchased these cards, obviously care a lot about whether or not other people think I'm weird.

The two women who made these oracle cards are pretty much what you would expect. Rebecca Campbell is a self-help writer who wears a lot of flowing shawls. Danielle Noel "creates intuitive wellness pieces for spiritual practitioners and seekers." Together they formed a spiritualism Devastator so powerful it was able to kick down the doors of the heartland's most grandma-oriented craft store.

Sorry, I still can't get past the Joann Fabrics of it all. This deck must have been at least somewhat popular to make it onto the shelves there. It was popular enough that Campbell and Noel are making a sequel called The Moonchild Tarot.

I don't think there's any space ghost lore attached to this. According to themoodchildtarot.com "While the Starchild Tarot is Superconscious, galactic, and otherworldly, the Moonchild Tarot is Subconscious and grounding, acting as a new conduit of deep introspection."

If you understood what that meant, you're probably a Starseed. Or a Moonseed? Does the moon have seeds too, maybe? Hang on. I'm consulting the deck to see where exactly all of the seeds are? Aw man, I just pulled the Hulk Hogan card again. What does it mean, brothers!?

Comments

I love the new cards you made, especially the Hogan card. I sincerely hope you one day indeed make some special space card sets with your special cards added in and donate them to Goodwill, because I really want to see the face of the person who gets one of your special sets and draws the Hogan card. I can't stop giggling at the thought of this.

Libluini

This is my favorite flavor of Hot Dog, this right here, that ideal kind of dog cooked in the flames of rightous indignation and hilariously greedy anarchy. Also your story in the Trailer Park Boys Anthology was super dope, writing is fucking A#1 thank you for all the hard work.

LyraV

So, ok, I did the Attunement thing. I think I might have made some kind of mistake though? Either that or I'm, like, one of the Lovecraft kind of alien. Look, all I know is that I have face tentacles now, a burning desire to overthrow humanity and replace it with unholy beings fashioned in my own image, and I'm dating some sort of fish-woman. And not the fun, sexy Disney kind, either. The slimy, bloated, deep sea abomination kind. We make a handsome couple, is what I'm saying. Anyway, I'm trying to keep positive and see the bright side of things. After all, the tentacles cover up my weak chin, and, hey! Free bonus girlfriend! Well, have to go now, Saturday night is Unholy Vengeance night in this household. That's not new. I've always been into that. THEY ALL KNOW WHAT THEY DID. Anywho, toodles folks!

Former Fish Farmer

Robert Evans did a great episode of Behind the Bastards on it, its one of my favorite historical things. One of the fathers of modern rocketry was a sex wizard jacking it in the desert while a grifter who was later to become a cult leader watched and took notes, so they could basically summon a new girlfriend for Parsons. After his grifter buddy stole his old one. Also there are accounts of Parsons blessing rockets in the name of the great god Pan. Which is awesome, think of how you'd look at your cubicle mate if he suddenly started screaming about Pan and anointing the printer with unguents.

Flippant Sausage

I've been haunted by Cosmic Hogan for so long... now I finally know why. Those 24 inch galactic pythons will trouble me no more!

Ed Schweitzer

I went outside and yelled at some benevolent cosmic being to come bit they told me I wasn't doing it for them and now they're not answering my night-screams :(

petertron

As there is moon cum there must also be sun cum

jeremy neill

There was no Big Bang... just a Cosmic Big Boot to the Face followed by a Leg Drop more powerful than a billion super novas.

Jeff Orasky

You got it. Starseeds is just a polite way of saying we're all just sun cum.

Jessica Haque

Is this implying that the sun and the moon fucked and made the earth?

Melissa Albarella

I've noticed theres this theme with new agey stuff on the far end of it. Just being mentally ill or having a different brain chemistry that doesn't work for your lifestyle is too pedestrian for some people. They have to be something exotic and unique and above all suuuper positive.

Flippant Sausage

"Involved" in the sense that he was Parson's magickal partner in the Babalon working (which may or may not have involved sodomy, depending on who you ask), and later stole Parson's yacht and ran off with his girlfriend.

Daphne Lawless

Thanks to my initiation into Starseediness, (I mean, against my will, but that's life in HotDog joy excavation) I can only JUST NOW see that HUGE door on the pyramid! Brethren, Sistren; what other revelatory curtains have been yanked open, now that it has been forcibly revealed that you are Seeds-of-Stars?

Kevin Hanlon

May you receive everything you wished for above, all fused together like in one of those StarCards.

Kevin Hanlon

Of course the moon doesn't have seeds. Its clearly an egg that the worm that is going to eat the world at the end of time is going to hatch from. Eggs don't have seeds. Duh.

Flippant Sausage

I'm impressed by how super low effort the whole thing is. The pictures, the names, the descriptions, everything seems like it came from a Random Mystical Bullshit generator. I guess if the pay/effort ratio is so absurdly high it makes sense that they'd do it again

Yeyo

Parsons did create JPL. So, there's that and a quick death. And, wasn't L. Ron Hubbard involved in there somewhere?

Dean Costello

Goddamn it, Lydia: It's Friday afternoon, there is not a soul on Teams or Outlook, and I am slogging away at completing my monthly reporting, which won't be completed until about 1930 EDT. What's the point of being Starseed if it doesn't help me get my monthlies completed? RIDDLE ME THIS, LYDIA! RIDDLE. ME. THIS.

Dean Costello

Well…where DO you want it then?

Chris “Ace” Hendrix

I'm impressed just how often Rothko's Moonchild breaks into an article to overwrite the world. You had all better pray to the Babalon for a quick death, as was given Parsons for his faithful servitude.

Brendan McGinley

If I'm a reincarnated alien, I'm just going to assume I'm one of the giant bugs from Starship Troopers who could shoot down ships in orbit by firing balls of plasma out of their butts.

Mike Metzler

Liddy, do you have any Jordan Almonds left? They won’t let me back in any fabric stores after I asked to see what designs they had in polyester.

FancyShark

Oh FUCK!! I thought I’d finally escaped Cosmic Hogan!! But now—he sees me again! He sees! No! Please, Cosmic Hogan, please—I cannot bear your glistening might. I cannot bear the power of the Cosmic Pythons. It burns…it is cold but it BURNS!! Help me, Star Gary! HELP MEEEEAAAAIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!!

Chris “Ace” Hendrix

Transcendant Hulk is one of those things I didn't think I deserved to see.

Horse Macho

Moonchild Tarot was a B-side from Bowie's glam period.

Fatamatician

“Pulling the Hulk Hogan Card” is one way to get preferred theatre seating… I’m guessing.

Christopher Horne

Honestly two of my favorite hobbies as well.

Lydia Bugg

making this shit up looks like fun, i should give it a go. if you see me on the news in a few years about some alien cult, remember that i regret none of it

SoylentRobot

i got a little confused but i think i understand you sign up for a starseed account with the moon and then say what you want and you get one of those cards so here's mine: telecaster what is also a white-water raft hunting dog with the eyes of Adrienne Barbeau cheese curds

sissyneck

"Starseeds ... 'find it hard to have meaningless conversations, jobs, and relationships.'" That's called depression and social anxiety. I remember the days before I was diagnosed I thought I must be an alien or something inhuman, because I couldn't relate to people or focus. But then I got therapy and medication instead of fueling the delusion. I still *pretend* to be an alien though. It's fun.

Vooster

I wish to do this as well. I won't succeed, but I must try

Vooster

Even as someone into card readings, this is a garbage deck. ( I know, I know, but I like the pretty pictures and avoiding culpability for my own actions. )

Jessica Haque

Time well spent

Thomas m Gallipoli

“ humblebrag about being related to the moon (IDK if you've heard of her)”. According to the creationist textbook Seanbaby eviscerated, screw the moon!! Fantastic article as always, Lydia. Nice slam on the silly Star Trek alien designs too. Proud to be a Patreon supporter. Money well spent!

Thomas m Gallipoli

Well I think I would look very handsome with a butt-gina, thank you very much.

Max Rockatansky

B-But I don't want a butt-gina on my forehead!

Talking Alpaca

Cosmic spirituality? Invoking Akasha? Oh no... hold on a moment. Yeah. Yeah, this is some anthroposophy shit. Yikes.

Joshua Graves

The fact this is at Joann Fabrics makes me think there’s some Joann reject tier of space baby shitty tarot. Or I’m giving Joann too much credit.

Gabe

Well... shit. Now I'm gonna spend my day illustrating a Hulk Hogan tarot card.

Will Black


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