I am Psychic Meow Meow, my ears low, voice soft and slow,
At Bangor’s runway hush, I feel the tremor’s echo.
A metal bird falters, eight hearts held in the night—
I purr for gentle dawns and safe paws guiding light.
The energy has shifted, seeker. My whiskers are not twitching with the usual playful static—they feel heavy, like the air before a heavy snowfall. I have looked into the frost-covered glass to see what occurred at Bangor International Airport.
🔮 The Vision: Ice and Iron
The cards have fallen in a pattern of shadows and silver. On the night of January 25, 2026, the Three of Swords pierced the veil—a card of sudden transition and heavy hearts.
🐾 The Vision: “The Upside-Down Bird”
I see a great silver bird, a Bombardier Challenger, attempting to take flight through a curtain of white. The Eight of Pentacles—representing the eight souls on board—is surrounded by the Moon, which brings confusion and hidden dangers. I see the runway slick like a wet floor after a bath, and the air thick with the “Dark Storm” that has gripped the Northeast.
🃏 The Reading of the Wreckage
- The Environment: The Page of Cups (reversed) shows the frozen water—ice and snow—clinging to the wings. Visibility was like a cat trying to see through a foggy window.
- The Event: I hear a sound like a “great boom” that shook the earth in Hermon. The aircraft was seen “upside down” on the field, a sight that makes the fur stand on end.
- The Investigation: The Justice card appears. Men and women in official coats (the FAA and NTSB) are already prowling the scene. They are looking for the “Truth in the Tail,” tracing the steps of the bird from its home in Houston.
🕊️ A Message of Hope
The Star card flickers at the edge of my vision. While the fire was fierce and the smoke was black, the Star is the card of hope and healing. We do not yet know the fate of the eight, but the whiskers of the universe are sensitive to their journey. We must wait for the sun to melt the frost of uncertainty.
