Cancer 21. A man milking a poisonous snake of its venom so that he can make an antidote.
He holds the snake gently but firmly and presses the jaws to open them. Death has kindly given the snake an elixir with which it may magically fulfill the karmas of those who might threaten it, or transform those who seemingly step on it by mistake, not knowing they needed to depart –
and, afraid to begin their journey stumble, surprised at their transformation.
And now, the man having lovingly tapped the snake’s nectar, will make from it another elixir, one to reverse or compound karma, one which can offer the one bitten a moment to pause, and reconsider, at death’s portal.