I feel like The Fool of the Major Arcana in Tarot Divinations (I do not believe in Tarot for divination, but I've read on it out of curiosity I have always wanted to purchase a tarot set for tarocchi, though. :/ )
It is said that he is the depiction of a spirit in search of experience. To his back, the sun shines as a sign of wisdom, like mad genius type wisdom. I'm not saying that I'm smart or wise or insane (well, maybe a little), but that what I know comes from unorthodox methods, from eclectic sources, and from happenstance. He appreciates true beauty, to a fault and walks onward, blissful and at awe at it's beauty--and unwary of what lies ahead.
In his search for experience, he carries in his belongings only what he needs. However, in his search for experience, sometimes things don't go as expected.
He is often depicted nearing the cliff, a The dog at his heels represents, some say, his animalistic desires and others say the call of the "real world," beckoning him away from a cliff. I feel like I'm sometimes so idealistic, that the real world comes in to call my name in the most drastic way possible.
The number it is assigned is 0 (zero), XXII (22), or is unassigned. Most commonly it is assigned zero or nothing. Zero is both the beginning (of counting) and the end. It represents nothing, yet that nothing, when written with another something, creates a GREATER something. (1 written with 0 do not make 1, but 10.) Zero added with a number is the number itself. Zero times another number is zero. It is both great and negligible. Creates impact or means nothing.
It is said that this card it both the beginning of a journey and its ending. It shows opposition with the unknown. Conflicting opinions, confronting fears, taking risks.
I think this is who I am.
I am truly somebody in this world. In this world with so many people, I'm really nobody. I journey for the sake of journeying itself. In fact, within the Catholic Church I have christened myself as "Solomon" for the wisest king. Each thing I learn, it is the beginning of what I know. Each thing I teach, it is the ending of my time to learn, but the beginning to impart my knowledge. In this neverending cycle I begin and I end. I fail and I succeed. My fantasies are never going to be reality, but I can form my realities by acting upon my fantasies. The world calls me back and I succeed. I resist the world and I fail. I resist the world and then success, and the world fails.