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[theascendedpath]

Make an attempt to connect with yourself every day. These times desperately call for it. They call for us to deepen our connection to our soul and body. Whether that be meditation, breathwork, yoga, journaling, or creating from the heart. Do whatever activity or practice that brings you back to the deeper parts of yourself, to the aspect of you that is divine, because that's where the true treasures lie. At first, it might seem like nothing is there or nothing is happening, but as the days go by, you'll start to see the gold and beautiful gift that you are. And when you divinely realize what you are, you'll begin to see the same in everything you come across on your path throughout existence.

[creature-wizard]

Norse Ice giants "Juton" is what the Christians know as "The Nephilim" which were spawned from the fallen angels.. Enki was an Anunnaki so was Gilgamesh. They may have been the Aesir Gods. Read about the Lyrans. Like the Sphinx a Feline humaniod race.. They give hints about this in the cartoon Thundercats Lyrans vs Reptilians.. We all know Loki had a serpent for a son jormungandr. This is why people associated Loki or Enki as Lucifer..

This is a great example of how New Agers get the old traditions they try to appeal to so incredibly wrong.

Norse paganism was animistic. Norse ice giants aren't some kind of half-human hybrids; they are nature spirits. Have you ever been caught in a blizzard? If you have, you have had an encounter with an ice giant.

Loki has been associated with Satan because modern Christians (and even culturally Christian pagans) projected a Christian moral worldview onto Norse mythology and spirituality. They assumed that since Odin was the supreme god, then his rival Loki had to be analogous to Satan. Once you start really digging into Norse mythology and start getting your head around Norse animism, you'll begin to see how wrong and ridiculous these people are.

And of course, all that stuff about the Annunaki actually being space aliens is total racist bullshit. And that shit about reptilians is literally just repackaged antisemitism. In fact, New Age mythology has quite a lot to do with Nazi racial ideology, even if a lot of New Agers don't realize it.

Also, citing Thundercats as evidence of your conspiracy theory is really damn silly. For one thing, many writers borrow ideas from fringe literature all the time because they sound fun (see: Roland Emmerich), so even if a piece of media echoes things you believe in, doesn't mean the creators "know the truth." Also, some of you people (actually, a lot of you people) literally just watch a TV show or movie that seems to confirm some of your beliefs, and you just add its other elements into your belief system.

[sheppobeppo]

Heya! Sorry it’s been a bit! Have a Haus Steiner/Lyran guard rifleman!

Some of my friends convinced me to try out battletech and I think it’s p neat.

I just thought I’d share a couple pics of it start to finish :>

Don’t worry, I’ll eventually go back to building and painting my ENBY Grey Knights and my Space Rats! I just need some actual time, space and breathing room from the 40K drama stirred up by bigots. It’s tough to be motivated & excited to build, paint & play when it seems like there are people with that kinda vibe in the local community. Unfortunately my friends that play 40K aren’t local :<

I’m gonna try to incorporate some of the stuff I love about Warhammer 40K into my battletech builds with kitbashing and model adjustments. (maybe use some legions/titanicus models or 3D prints? :3c)

Here’s a little preview :>

[cam2d]

A Nova/Black Hawk, Black Knight, and Flashman for my Lyran Commonwealth. I keep getting Novas, so every force of mine is getting one. The Black Knight is definitely one of the cooler "just a guy" mechs and I fortunately have two. I think the Flashman is a particularly doofy mech, but endearingly so.

[eternallyevolvingsoul]

Remember to:

get enough sleep

drink enough water

exercise

breathe deeply throughout the day

listen to uplifting music you enjoy

eat nourishing food

go in nature

listen to your gut

let your emotions flow

[thepaintedchateau]

...the magic in me is old...it sings the song of my ancestors...

[gwillwrites]

Happy St. Patrick’s Day, Donegals. Completed just in time for Adepticon, two lances of Donegal Guard from the Battletech box. Will I ever have the confidence to freehand tiny shamrocks on them? The world may never know.

[yugiohcardsdaily]

Tellarknight Lyran

"(This card is always treated as a 'Constellar' card.) If a 'tellarknight' or 'Constellar' monster is Normal Summoned to your field, except 'Tellarknight Lyran' (except during the Damage Step): You can Special Summon this card from your hand. If this card is Summoned: You can add 1 'tellarknight' Spell from your Deck to your hand. You can only use each effect of 'Tellarknight Lyran' once per turn."

[leothil]

fuck it friday

@rewritetheending (<3) tagged me to post whatever I want, and for once I'm back to my roots, online on a Friday evening, so I can even get it out on the right day!

So I did a fun thing yesterday:

My choir often gets asked to do quartet gigs on a variety of events (company parties, graduation ceremonies, birthdays, weddings, funerals, you name it), but this time it was Helsinki airport who asked us to come perform by the tax free. :D They had a mulled wine (alcohol free) sample station beside us, and we sang three sets of five songs, spread out over three or so hours.

It's definitely one of the more unique gigs I've ever been on! A noisy area with lots of people walking past all the time (naturally), but surprisingly many also stopped for a while to listen. There was one old lady who very enthusiastically mouthed along to "I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus" which was adorable, and a really funny older dude who just walked past showing thumbs up and grinning the whole time.

I might also later share a clip of Silent Night, if you want a peep at an arrangement of it spanning e flat to a2 flat (or E3 flat to A5 flat if you're using the scientific pitch notation).

Tagging @onward--upward @buckactuallys @try-set-me-on-fire @glorious-spoon @mellaithwen @roy-kents and everyone else who wants to share something! Sorry if you get double tagged, it just means I love you and I haven't scrolled my dash yet!

[moustacherie]

Lyran Guard! A 5-piece done up for my FLGS's monthly painting contest (I did not win :c). Featuring:

The Zeus!

The Shadow Hawk!

My personal favorite of the bunch, the Hatchetman!

The Wolfhound!

And last but not least, the Commando!

First attempts at proper basing and drybrush highlights. Crystal Acrylics continue to be my new favorite toys for cockpits and laser apertures. I would add more glamour shots, but the mobile app only allows 10 pics at a time.

Up next... an Exterminator, perhaps?

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[theascendedpath]

I am divinely abundant in all ways.

I am a divine master manifester.

My life is God's life.

My love is God's love.

[pheita]

Blood Night Alternative Beginning

Yeah, the Make me Write Tag made me do this lol

I decided to switch between Lyran and Arritit for this one because it's more fun. Plus it offers some more insight we didn't had in the original version that is only Sojan's POV

So what changed? Basically a bit about the timeframe. Lyran didn't got stuck in Lagawood and met Sojan but got stuck in a town a day walk away from it weeks before and runs into Arritit because of this.

Tagging @ashen-crest @abalonetea @contes-de-rheio @writingamongther0ses @chris-the-dragonslayer since you were on the old tag list. Also tagging @tabswrites because of the make me write tag of her.

Don't forget all of my WIP stuff can be found @lagawood-guildhouse

Warnings for alcohol mentions, blood, stabbing, minor violence

A little protected from prying eyes, Arritit sat in the pub and thought. Autumn had reached its midpoint and soon winter would stretch out its long icy and snowy fingers. If she wanted to arrive in Stramsa'gonil before the big snow, she had to hurry, and above all, hope that her brother Sojan was planning to spend the winter in Lagawood as usual, and that she could collect him there.

The chance that he had not yet noticed that their father had become active again was definitely there, where he traveled as a hunter over the whole continent. On the other hand, maybe he had already noticed something without knowing what it was.

The playing of a lute made them sit up and take notice. A young bard in blue and green robes had sat down on the small stage. The wild black curls were just a little tamed and were banded with a colorful ribbon. Filigree fingers plucked the strings with an elegance that spoke of years of practice, as did the soft tenor voice that rose above it all as if it were no effort. A laugh escaped her when she noticed that he had added more depth to his eyes with black makeup, making those unnatural green eyes stand out even more. Even if he looked human, his blood was clearly not, Arritit as a shaman saw that immediately.

The thought brought her back to her problem. She was sure that this time they would have to face their father, and she didn't know if Sojan was ready, or her mother. She wouldn't be able to do it alone, especially with the insane twins on her father's side. Sighing, she emptied her mug of beer and went to get another. The only good thing about being a demon was that she had a very high alcohol tolerance, yet she was cautious.

Slowly, she put one foot in front of the other, so others would think she was getting drunk, and walked to the counter. She twirled her index finger and pointed into the empty pitcher. "One more." "You sure?" "Still standing, am I?" The innkeeper just shrugged and took the pitcher to draw another beer. This close to the small stage, Arritit took the chance to eye the bard more closely.

It might have been the alcohol, or the fact that she hadn't had sex in almost a month, or it might have been the fact that she was about to make a leap in her magic, but she had to admit that he was appealing to her.

The fine clothing stretched too much during the lute playing for him to be an effeminate fellow, and the question of what was there in his bloodline and how that might play out in bed crossed her mind, even though she rarely took a man to bed.

The thought of all she had left behind in Ryenaton flitted through her mind like a withered bush in a storm, but she pushed it aside. Her eyes still on the bard, who by now had intoned a lewd drinking song, she took two coins from her purse and placed them on the table. The innkeeper looked at her in confusion. "For our singing friend. He'll be thirsty from all that singing." The innkeeper nodded and drew another beer and set it out for the bard with a nod to Arritit. The bard smiled with a brief lowering of his head. Satisfied, she made her way back to the table where she sat before, knowing that it would still be free as little was going on today. She didn't sit long when a drunken man staggered in her direction.

Ready to fight back if necessary, her fingers sought the hidden dagger in her belt and with the other plucked her oversized scarf so that everyone could see the necklace with the many pendants that identified her as a shaman or mage. For most people, it was enough of a clue, but not for this man. Either he was too drunk or too stubborn or just horny that he didn't care and continued his way to her.

""Traveling all alone like this, beautiful?" "Yes, and I'm not your beautiful or sweetie, and I'm not interested either. If you want to keep your balls and not hang head over heels from the tallest building in the morning, then leave me alone." "Oh, look at that. A harpy," he just grinned and sat down without being asked. Arritit kicked the chair in front that he, so that it landed on the floor. Through the noise, some looked over, but no one reacted. It was not surprising. "You've got fire, I'll give you that," the man laughed as he got to his feet. "I'd be happy to show you how fiery I am." "Now we're talking the same language."

She rolled her eyes. It was becoming more and more obvious that she was dealing with the sort particularly brash and stupid. Slowly, she stood up and picked up her mug. Her eyes searched for another free table when she felt herself being grabbed by the arm. "Let go of me if you are true to your fingers." "If I were you, I would do as the lady asked."

The new voice made Arritit blink. Behind the sleazy guy, the bard had appeared. The eyes that previously laughed and flirted with the crowd were now cold and spoke of murderous desire. "And you want to stop me?" the man laughed out loud. "You should never underestimate someone based on their looks my friend, besides I prefer to play without interference, and you are an interference and a pest. So now let go of the lady and get lost." "What if I don't?" Arritit was pulled by the arm. She used the momentum it gave her to stab with the dagger. Only slightly delayed, the bard had struck.

His nose bloody and a non-fatal stab wound to the abdomen later, the man lay on the ground, whimpering like a toddler. "You have a dagger?" "You punched?" Astonishment on both sides gave way to laughter. The bard looked down with a frown. "The stab wound doesn't look too bad." "I'm a shaman, I know how to stab without killing." "I saw that." He pointed to her necklace for clarification. "I'm Lyran." "Arritit." "May I invite you to come further forward?" Amused, she looked at him. "So you can protect me?" "Much more so that I can protect my audience before you stab them all in their folly."

Lyran extended his arm to her with a playful smirk. She couldn't tell what it was exactly, but Arritit liked it. "So you're the protector of the poor and helpless?" she teased him, getting a loud laugh in response. "No, I don't have the combat experience for that then, but I do what I can, where I can." "That is already more than others do." "That may be true. So you are the avenger of women?" "Only when someone gets too close to me."

She grinned challengingly at him. Lyran raised an eyebrow, yet he smirked and led her to one of the empty tables almost directly by the stage. With a kiss on the hand and a bow, he went back to his seat and took up the lute as if nothing had happened. Arritit laughed softly into her mug. Lyran had just managed to make himself even more interesting to her.

[sheppobeppo]

Heya! Here’s a couple pics of my Lyran guard/Haus Steiner Nightstar

Does the Nightstar remind anyone else of ED209 from robocop?

First pass after priming

How it looked when my boyfriend got home and wanted to play helldivers :>

[cam2d]

A King Crab, Mercury, Highlander, and Masakari/Warhawk for my Lyran Commonwealth. A nice break from more detailed Warhammer stuff!