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Now as to Nuada: after his arm being struck off, he was in his sickness for a while, and then Diancecht, the healer, made an arm of silver for him, with movement in every finger of it, and put it on him. And from that he was called Nuada Argat-lamh, of the Silver Hand, for ever after.

Irish Myths and Legends by Lady Gregory, chapter 1, Coming of the Tuatha de Danaan (via emeliak91-blog)

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Didn’t know he run a makeup company.

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SINFweek day II. past, future: from Josh to Marethyu

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Maní, Yucatán 

photo: Emilio Segura

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Come on, boy.

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i don’t know what makes me sadder, the fact that dirk could have had the same dream for two consecutive months or that he always wakes up to find he’s still alone and trapped in the last place he wanted to be which made his childhood a nightmare.

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A fairytale across worlds: King of the Woods and the Maiden

Artwork from Celtic fantasy novel Arcanum of Thorns by S.K. Lumen

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Celtic Otherworlds

The Otherworld(s) of Celtic myth are invisible realms where gods, spirits, elves, giants, etc reside. Some Otherworlds are beautiful heavens, and others are terrible hells. Otherworlds are guarded and hidden by magic. The Otherworld(s) can be found in places like lakes, caves, forests, rivers, dunes, and islands. An Otherworld may also be a grandiose castle or even a humble cottage. Often times the Otherworld(s) make an appearance at night, but then quickly vanish in the daylight. It is also said that on the eve of Samhain (saah-win) all gates to the Otherworld open and spirits venture into our world from theirs. The Otherworld(s) have a very different concept of time. Generally, time moves at a much slower slower rate. Spending one year in an Otherworld could mean centuries have passed in our world.

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In the tale Oisín in Tir na nÓg, Oisin is visited by a fairy woman called Níamh Chinn Óir (Niamh of the Golden Hair, one of the daughters of Manannán Mac Lir, a god of the sea) who announces she loves him and takes him away to Tir na nÓg (“the land of the young”). Their union produces Oisín’s famous son, Oscar, and a daughter, Plor na mBan (“Flower of Women”). After what seems to him to be three years Oisín decides to return to Ireland, but 300 years have passed there. Niamh gives him her white horse, Embarr, and warns him not to dismount, because if his feet touch the ground those 300 years will catch up with him and he will become old and withered. Oisín returns home and finds the hill of Almu, Fionn’s home, abandoned and in disrepair. Later, while trying to help some men who were building a road in Gleann na Smól lift a stone out of the way onto a wagon, his girth breaks and he falls to the ground, becoming an old man just as Niamh had forewarned. The horse returns to Tir na nÓg. In some versions of the story, just before he dies Oisín is visited by Saint Patrick. Oisín tells the saint about what happened and dies.

§ illustration: Oisin and Niamh of the Golden Hair by P.J. Lynch

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New Thor: Ragnarok trailer

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RIP Vine †

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Decolonize Tonantzin

Aztec dancers bring offerings to Tonantzin Tlalli Coatlicue at Mexico’s National Museum of Anthropology on Friday, December 11, 2015, as part of an action to recoup our true ancestral identity, philosophy of life, and respect for nature, not religion.

Photo credit: Tlacuilo Azteca

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June Book and Photos Challenge - Day 20: Colors

The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel by Michael Scott

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Inktober Day #2

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February 2003

Weyauwega, Wisonsin:

“My son and I were visiting a friend of mine in Weyauwega. I am reluctant to reveal the exact location out of concern for my friend’s privacy as well as my own. However the general location is just North of Main street on the East side of 110 and South of the train tracks. My boy was sledding in the snow and I was taking pictures. It was in the evening and was starting to get dark pretty quickly.

My son pointed up to the sky and we noticed some lights coming in from what I believe is the south west. At that point I just pointed the camera up and took the shots. The object really gave me the impression of a balloon - except for the lights. They seemed to cycle all different patterns. The object passed almost directly overhead (picture 1) and then headed south towards the train tracks (picture 2). As the object passed I could make out more of a disk shape than a balloon shape.

I just remember my son asking me over and over what it was and I didn’t have a clue.”

What do you guys think?  Just a strange balloon?

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Benjamin West - Saul and the Witch of Endor