This is the Year of the Horse, the Chariot in motion.
Not the new age symbol, but Sleipnir,
born of transgression, necessity, magic, and will.
The horse that crosses worlds.
The horse that carries truth where bodies hesitate.

There is no separating this year from Loki.
There is no alchemy without Him.

This year does not open gently.
It opens dangerously, with motion, revelation,
and truths that do not ask permission.

A real wish is not safe.
A real wish can strip you bare,
dismantle who you survived as,
and reveal what you cannot unknow.

This is not manifestation as decoration.
This is consent to exposure.

Loki is not adjacent to the process.
He is the catalyst,
the breaker of false continuity,
the intelligence inside rupture,
the force that ensures the wish does not remain theoretical.

Sleipnir runs thresholds, life and death,
known and unknown,
self and self-after.
This year is not about improvement or refinement,
but revelation.

Make the wish only if you are willing to live it.
Only if you are willing to lose what cannot survive it.
Only if you are willing to be changed.

If the answer is no, do not wish.
Loki listens closely.

This is not a year for small or tidy desires.
It is a year of crossing.
Of fire-led truth.
Of motion that cannot be undone.

Make a wish if you dare.
Loki will ensure it tells the truth.
The Horse will ensure you are moved.

For those who choose revelation over comfort.

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