King of Swords

To me, the King of Swords is sort of an intimidating figure. He's sort of intimidating to write about. Which is why I've been putting this off. He casts a striking figure, with his sword over his shoulder, his shield at his side, and his profile facing the battle ahead. He's ready to take action, and with the outward focus of a King, nothing can stop him.

He's sort of like the Queen of Swords, in that he's cutting, logical, and precise. But he's also utterly humorless. Where the Queen of this suit knows that in order to get through live, one must laugh, the King doesn't see such things as necessary. He's just the right person you need around when you've got a difficult problem to solve; he's intellectual, articulate, just, analytical, and ethical. This guy would be the best kind of lawyer or judge. Chaotic situations don't cloud his perception. He is impartial, just, incorruptible, and lives by the highest of ethical standards. Above all things, he wants you to act as he does.

See? Intimidating. I'm not sure whether I can hold myself up to his standards, to tell you the truth. They are my ideal; I value fairness and truth above most things in my life, and I try to be honest about every situation that I'm confronted with. Especially with myself. But the King of Swords is about action, not self-analysis. I can honestly say that I took action today in driving to town and learning the route to my volunteer job, and that I ran a few errands that I've been meaning to take care of, so that's at least something. I even made dinner! I know, it's sort of pitiful that I claim these two things as epic achievements. That's what I should take away from this Kingly encounter: spend less time thinking, and more time doing.