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Gold necklace, Egypt, 6th century BC

from The Penn Museum, Philadelphia

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I need some Kemetic and/or Slavic polytheist blogs to follow :) Reblog or like and I'll follow you!

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Basically, on Animism and Spirits,

Math exists as a fundamental part of reality but a Goldfish can never meaningfully engage with Calculus and need not concern itself with it

And some birds can have experiences of colors we will never be able to conceive of with our instantiation as humans

So “Spirituality” is but a Range of a larger Set of ways to engage with greater Reality. It’s the Human Range of the Set. We can safely assume any Entities within that range are part of the same “Ecosystem” as us. Anything “Spiritual” must be within the stomping grounds of Humanity’s Instantiation and therefore it’s not some terrible act for us to engage with the things within our native habitat through the lenses we have available to us

If something didn’t want to or needed not to engage with Humanity in some level, even the layers of “Nature Spirit” we can meaningfully engage with, we wouldn’t be able to in the first place I believe.

The ant cannot conceive of the Microbe or the Whale, but within its Scale of Being it is free to exist and act for that is where it Belongs

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There are books I've been working through for literal months just because I haven't been reading as often as of late and I am out of the habit. I have popped this book open, however:

and about...I want to say, a generous sixth of the way into the book, and the author just goes Yeah, they caught her ass pretending to be a ghost. Like people caught her wrist and shook her. Someone accidentally tugged off her sheet and left her in her undergarments mid seance. She was hiding in the cabinet the whole time. This happened Several Times.

Like. Excuse me. She was not only CAUGHT IN 4K but NAKED? Or whatever the social equivalent was?? And she CONTINUED to have a career?? There is so much book left. This is nuts. How do I not just close this now skxhhcksjahzjzjxh. Like. I genuinely do consider researching the fraudulent arts as part of my process and practice! But also how do you get SO CAUGHT so MANY times?? Even the Fox sisters admitted to it only YEARS AND YEARS down the line!!

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The Mighty One

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feel free to call me a bitch or whatever over this take but there is definitely such a thing as having too much blind faith and trust in divination. of any kind for that matter.

your tarot cards cannot guide your entire life for you. your pendulum should not have the power the dictate every single choice you make. these are TOOLS to help us. not control us.

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If y'all want a creative way to reflect on yourself (maybe do some shadow work) while also using tarot, try this.

Pick a fictional character you genuinely don't like. It doesn't necessarily have to be a villain, just a character you've never enjoyed. Some questions to ask your deck:

"What do I have in common with [fictional character]?"

"What is it about [fictional character] that I dislike?"

"What is something about [fictional character] that I could grow to like?"

"What is something about [fictional character] that I'm not understanding?"

"What could I learn from [fictional character]?"

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[ID: A slightly retro poster with dramatic lighting, with the title in bold letters reading "soupmancer". A cartoony batbunny (a white bunny with bat wings and a devil's tail) is towering over a bowl of soup, hands in the air, channeling psychic vibes. Yellow thunder is emanating from its spirit, directly onto the bowl. The soup is some tomato (or blood, it's up ton interpretation) soup with alphabet noodles floating to the surface. We can see some of the letters spell "you're fucked". Below is the price of 66.6 a reading, with a note at rhe bottom saying "soup not included. Bring your own. End ID.]

Do you like soup? Do you like divination? Why not b(r)oth? Introducing.... SOUPMANCER. It'll cost you only a bowl of soup and 6.66 monies. (no refunds.)

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[ID: Mixed media art piece blending photos, painting, and cell shaded drawing. It's a mockup of an old polaroid picture. On it, we see the realistic background of a city, on a sunny day. In the middle of the concrete is drawn a cartoony bunny crossing the street, going towards the viewer. It's a batbunny, a little mischievious bunny with batwings and a devil's tail. The batbunny is holding a stick with a little bundle attached to the end, probably holding its only posessions. Merrily, it's going into the shadows of the foreground. It seems that it hasn't noticed the ominous purple tentacles going out of an open sewer manhole lurking right ahead, and is going right into it. This is an interpretation of the traditional rider waite tarot card named "the fool"; the title and the number of the card, 0, are embossed on the blank polaroid, in a typewriter font. End ID.]

I'm going to try to make a batbunny tarot. It's going to take like 15 years

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sometimes i think about narnia and i vibrate out of my skin like...

you walk into a world you cannot understand, frozen and dying, and it is you who thaws it. you who kills the witch, you who breaks the stone table, you who slays the wolf. it is you who is crowned and it is you who wails for two worlds when the wardrobe doors shut behind you.

your skin never sits quite right and your teeth are too dull. there are wars in your bones and decades in your eyes before you can reach the telephone on the wall.

you are king. you are queen. they won't let you read the newspapers at breakfast.

it calls you back from beyond a train and from within paint. begs with bloody palms and salt-crusted cheeks. takes from you all that you can give - and sends you back.

you watch your sister fade.

you are a child twice and an adult once. and when you stand in your home again, with crushed bones and the smell of coal still in your nose, you watch them sneer at your sister.

your sister is the sun above you. she is, beautiful and stone-cast, alive in a world you could never stomach. she smiles, still, and stretches her skin over human bones.

she is no longer a friend of narnia. do you tell them it is her who has to bury you all and the stars that are falling from the skies in shards?

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the crescent moon scythe i shall dedicate to cerridwen ☾

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I’m living in a very different world than the ancient Norse people did, of course my heathenry will look different. This isn’t a flaw, its the evolution of a living spirituality.

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Beginner witch tip: You don't need to rush into deity work, much less commit yourself to a deity right away - if ever! The notion that you should is very much a product of cultural Christianity. It's okay to take your time when it comes to deities.

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A change of seasons.

New limited edition prints now available while supplies last.

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Ok, who's with me for a ladies night (and by that I mean illegal midnight fudge parties with secret fudge cooked in the dead of night)

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if it sucks hit da bricks <- litany against sunk cost

take it easy but take it <- litany against burnout/apathy cycle

fuck it we ball <- litany against perfectionism

now say something beautiful and true <- litany against irony poisoning