#lamp of knowledge

[nightlilly0110]

I don’t know if this has been talked about before but the conditions placed on the Relics are the antithesis of what each of them stands for.

The Lamp of Knowledge limits the number of answers anyone can ask, basically 3 per lifetime (unless you’re Oz or Salem and can loophole that shit).

The Staff of Creation destroys what was previously created (delete your art).

The Crown of Choice creates indecision by showing you all the little ways your future choices could cause you potential harm (Fairytales of Remnant, The Indecisive King, although that might have just been whatever Oz has going on).

Which makes me wonder what the condition (or perhaps the price) is for the Sword of Destruction. It has to be something opposite of its purpose, based on the pattern, but creating something isn’t really a price, per se, unless maybe you’re forced to create a monster? More Grimm? Another Salem? Does Oz even know what this one does? Has it ever been used before?

[marcart122]

RWBY Colours of May Days 12, 13, 14, and 15: Summer, Choice, Creation, and Knowledge

I know I'm a day late posting this here but hear me out:

[lizarr7]

Aaaand, some *more* of my Hound girl.

This is a picture I've been working on for a long time. Ver different style than I'm used to, and also a lot more involved, so it was a bit tricky to get figured out. Overall though, I'm pretty happy with it.

Also want to mention, my character doesn't actually have a leash bolted to her neck in her story, that's not canon XD It's just symbolism. As is literally everything in this picture.

[reality-detective]

Emergency oil lamps with baby food jars, cotton rope and vegetable oil. 🤔

[sictransitgloriamvndi]

[basiliskfree]

The more I've been researching how information is transmitted by radio wave the more I feel it's just Magic?!?!

What do you mean you can vibrate light wave lengths to transmitted stuff, just by knowing the patterns your looking for. And use math to make the data have error correction??

I mean I was already having those feeling looking into what low level computers, which is also using math to do crazy things.

Kinda wish the math classes I took in school could have showed be how cool it is since I may have handle onto base math knowledge I keep having to figure out how to relearn just to get a base understanding of this stuff.

Since I keep running into walls when doing research(mostly for the lamps).

[completeoveranalysis]

[8]

Oh! That’s interesting! 

I don’t know what to do with that information but it’s interesting nonetheless!

Does the Star Wand exchange value cover all future visits, or just this one?

Please Yuuko let me read the terms and conditions.

OOOOH

The implication of RESULTS from that choice that are much further reaching than we can comprehend just yet? 

What would that choice even entail?

We just don’t know!

Though I DO love how this is essentially an Exchange Student scenario between Cardcaptor Sakura and Tsubasa. 

And that Syaoran in Cardcaptor Sakura ALREADY WAS an exchange student only in town to accomplish a certain important thing involving a Sakura. 

So mark another tally in the CCS parallel box!

Meanwhile Clamp directly mention Lava Lamp’s parents in the dialogue again here, deliberately asking you to remember who they are and where they are, which is only notable because I still can’t for sure point to either eventuality with 100% certainty and say I’m SURE it’s them. 

Reading Clamp really does things to you. 

[principiumindividuationis777]

[gayfornyancat]

i think one of my favourite things about Being A Person is just noticing that you actually are constantly learning and noticing new things. i've watched things like doctor who or hbomberguy's video essays so many times and yet so often when i rewatch stuff i'll notice things i never clocked before because i didn't have much knowledge of that thing before. it's so simple but so cool actually

[rhonuscorner]

My moon lamp is haunted😂 (ignore the sounds from my tv)

I know it's probably because of some residual leftover power from the PC even though I turned it off nearly 2 hours ago but yeah.

It started doing this last night, keeps turning itself on and off, randomly flashing colors while also refusing to respond to the remote I have for it. I ended up completely disconnecting it from the PC, and it was STILL changing colors and intensity while I was holding it.

Couldn't film it last night but here it is glowing red.

This is how it's supposed to look when it's turned off.

So now my family is joking that I'm a power source lol. I'm gonna keep it unplugged from now on when the PC is not in use.

[henryhoorray]

I ASKED MY BEST FRIEND WHO STUDIES HISTORY ABT THIS AND NOW I GET MY OWN LIL HISTORY LESSON WITH A FUCK TON OF MEMES XDD

i love everything abt this

he also always tells me what sabaton songs r about

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[marmorenshud]

there's two approaches to writing one is not doing tons of meticulous research one is not doing any research at all and then there's me who does a lot of research and then doesn't put any of it into my writing

[loki-loving-lesbian]

burning the midnight oil but in a lava lamp kinda way

[one-silly-cart00nist]

forgive me OP fandom spirit possessed me

People think you’re a Monkey’s Paw type Genie. In actuality, you’re twisting their wishes, not to give them what they want, but to give them what they NEED.

[thelampisaflashlight]

Some people sit in front of their computers, some people stand, and then there's me, squatting here in my jorts...

[thosia]

Suradeism.

From the Semmish words surati - stars, and deimati - gods. Believed that constellations are how the human eye sees the gods. There are five main constellations representing the five main gods, each associated with one of the 5 categories of magic. The Sitting Queen (Elemental god), The Southern Sword (Summoner god), The Lantern of the North (Seer god), The Needle and Thread (Infuser god), and the Fanged Hound (Changeling god).

Genesis:

The five gods came to existence after the Early Deities of the age of chaos, too massive and volatile for long existence, collapsed and threw the litter of their corpses throughout the universe. From this corpse litter, the new gods began to grow. First, from dust clouds unfathomable distances from each other in their farflung corners of the universe, came the Sitting Queen and the Lady of the Lamp.

The Sitting Queen, associated with Elementals, assembles for herself a throne, fashioned of the same corpse-dust light she herself is made up of. From her seat upon it, she rules over her vast emptiness. A monarch without lands is pointless, and a ruler without her ruled may as well be nothing at all. The Sitting Queen, in the great loneliness of her vast abyss, begins to sing. An aching song stretching out for a billion billion years, telling of solitude, of sadness, of the soft wanting for company. She breathes air into the young universe, throws rocks of surrounding debris into the earliest formations of planets, draws plumes of water with her right hand upon their cracking surfaces, dances flames across her left hand and hopes the fire of her life can bring it in turn to these lifeless things. But for all this power, and nothing else besides but blackness, she cannot create life. She does not know what it looks like. She remains lonely, singing her sad song unchanged unaided unknown, until one day, lights begin to form. They take the shape of a hound, a great hulking beast with teeth like blades and ears pricked up to catch her sweet song. The Fanged Hound bounds into existence, excitable and committed and loyal and standing at her side. And finally, The Sitting Queen has company.

The Fanged Hound, associated with the Changelings, sees its maker's complacence, only ever satisfied, never happy. There is more life in this universe, the dimness of it picked up by the eyes and ears of a dog better than it could ever be seen by a Queen. The Fanged Hound follows the light of other life, bounding off and letting the Sitting Queen follow, until they come before the Lady of the Lamp, associated with Seers. She is old as the Queen herself, and has been alone and waiting all the time. The Lady of the Lamp had Seen their coming, and Sees still more will follow. The universe comes towards them now, the ancient corpse debris of gods long gone seeking the light of the living once more.

From this approaching debris, the Needle and Thread, associated with the Infusers, knits itself into being. It looks upon the lifeless rock of the early planet of Thosia, cobbled together in another failed atttempt at life by the Sitting Queen, and tells the other Gods it can bring it more. The Sitting Queen, frustrated that over all her creations, none have the life she means to give them, accepts the Needle Thread's aid. She takes up the needle, and together they begin to weave together the blanket of Life, and the cloak of Death.

And with the gentle touch of these new sweet siblings, lain over the rocks of Thosia, the planet begins to breathe.

It appears, in their early eternity together, that the gods have settled. But the Lady of the Lamp sees the coming of one more. One who is born in the middle of the Graveyard of the Age of Chaos. Where the Earliest gods had exploded in violent firey death. Born in the epicentre of it, it was only natural the product would hold the strongest echoes of that volatility.

The Southern Sword has grown to know all assembling light as threat, as the zombified remains of something only knowing how to damage. He doesn't see the irony of it, that he himself is cut from that cloth. When he fights his way out of the Graveyard of Chaos, summoning more and more sharpened light to his Sword, and into the dark depths of the wider universe, he is drawn to distant lights. When he finds them, it is the Lady of the Lamp who meets him first. He pierces straight through her heart, as a sword only knows how to do.

A god doesn't know how to die, but the Lady of the Lamp had known she would. Had Seen it long before she had even known the figures in her dreams of her future company. Her Lantern falls from her grip, her blood pools in silver golden light around her, and her last words, Power given by Power dying, bind the Southern Sword to the southern sky. He may watch his companions, his kin, but he may never touch them, and they may never touch him. He is both caged and saved by the Light of the Lamp.

It prevents the Queen's wrath shattering him, the Hound's teeth piercing him, and the Needle Thread's cloth from suffocating him.

They give up their attempts at destroying the Sword to settle by the Lady as she fades. All stops for a thousand thousand years as the Stars weep. The Sword watches, and begins to know he had killed all chance of company before he had known it. He will remain in solitude for all eternity, knowing he could have been loved as kin had he known how to be anything other than violence.

As the Lady’s corpse unfolds, her remnants sucked into the Lantern she had left behind, the Queen scoops up her blood, and with her stained grieving hands, rips her own heart from her chest and throws it into the planet she had built. She does not want to carry her own heart anymore, but it had been good at loving once, and perhaps bearing the marks of someone kind and pure as the Lady was, it can breathe love again in new hands. 

This is the birth of human magic. 

This story is shown in the nightly journey of the constellations - the Sitting Queen follows the Fanged Hound north to the Lantern, now ever-unmanned by its Lady. The Needle and Thread emerges from the horizon beside them. The Southern Sword's tip ever appears to be seeking Northwards, but it is trapped in the southern sky, and will never stray towards the others.