#magical fuckery is weird yall

[king-shango-the-great]

Shango's Thoughts:

More Pseudo Silliness From The Minds Of The Silly

So, I just came across a Negropean's page on here, where they posted some nonsense & fuckery about something called Ley Lines.

Ley (pronounced "Lay") lines are essentially magical lines on the earth that supposedly point travelers to various mystical destinations on the planet.

Some Pseudos also claim the Ley Lines are marked on the earth by aliens so that UFO's know where to land 🙄

The reason why all of this is nonsense, is cuz all these weird, goofy ideas (as with all the others I've outlined on my page) come from Crackas.

You can't find any evidence of these ideas in any indigenous cultures, but especially within African culture, which is truly the only one I truly care about.

So let's have a little look-see, shall we?

You should know that something is wrong with this shit, when they are only saying these "Ley Lines" only exist in Europe & North America (you know, the places where majority white people live).

They only occasionally say the Ley Lines exist in Egypt, but that's only because Crackas have been tryna make Egypt theirs for the past several 100yrs. Otherwise there are no Ley Lines to speak of in Africa (wonder why that is.... 🤔)

But it's funny how these ideas influenced the Occultic practices of the Nazis. Go figure...

So let's take a look at the Crackas that created this, shall we?

The research about Ley Lines, pulls up a couple dozen "experts (🙄)" on the subject, & lookie here, they are all weird, goofy Crackas.

The point of this, is to demonstrate that everything you THINK you know about spirituality, mysticism, occult, ancient mysteries, etc, comes from Crackas.

Sure, they may sprinkle their bland, pedestrian ideas with some "indigenous seasoning" here or there, but that comprises very little of their central thesis, & virtually NONE of it is African in origin.

But to be clear, most (re: 98%) of their ideas are figments of their goody imaginations. AND, those figments are not meant for your Black ass. It's meant for them. Proof of that lies in the fact that most of these ideas formulated Nazism, & you can't get anymore white Supremacist than that.

But yall Negropeans swear yall be on some next level shit, when yall spout this stuff. As much as yall claim to be anti-WS, yall's minds are still spiritually Colonized.

All the ideas & buzzwords yall be spitting on here, from:

Tarot Cards

"Love & Light"

Chakras

3rd Eye

Wicca

Akashic Records

"Consciousness"

Mysticism

Star/Indigo Children

And now Ley Lines

And a host of other nonsense that escapes me at this moment, is all the Pseudo Spiritual dooky 💩 from Crackas.

Yall put down one Cracka ass god, just to pray to another.

[lady-literature]

Ok, we've seen Bio!Dad Bruce, Adopted!Dad Bruce, and both adopted and blood siblings for nearly all the robins. Now consider Bio!Mom Marinette. She's got the looks to be a Wayne, so do Jason/Tim/Dick. Imagine one of them being her actual son and then meeting Bruce. Imagine something happening and Marinette is separated from her child so Bruce adopts said child until she can come get them. Imagine all the different scenarios.

I have said it once, and i shall say it again: I fuck with mominette

but, hmmmmmmm. this is a tricky one. I can’t imagine that there would be much that could keep Mari away from her child for long enough for Bruce to need to adopt them. Unless she was presumed dead or, perhaps, previously knew Batman/Bruce and left them in his care and then something magical/inter-dimensional went wrong so she’s MIA for a bit (which, if he then turned around and made them a child hero I can only imagine the thrashing he’d receive when she came back).

keeping with backstories as much as possible I suppose it’d look like this:

The Flying Graysons are not a duo but a trio. Mary and John and Marinette, who are all as in sync as any three people could be. It’s no secret in the circus that, while Mary and John are the ones who are married, Mari is hardly the third wheel in their act. Mary and Mari have been together longer than they’ve known John, and when the three discuss children, it’s always Mari who they agree should carry the child.

(Mary’s life is in the sky, but Mari has always been able to flit back and forth. She can stand to keep her feet on the ground for a few months, but Mary always jokes that it would kill her.)

It’s Mary who gets final say on the name, and soon, Richard John Grayson is born to three loving parents and an extended family in the circus they all call home.

but when Dick is eight, Mari is called away for business, whether miraculous or fashion or simply friend related, it doesn't quite matter. She chooses to go on her own, for one reason or another and when she kisses each of her little family goodbye, she does not know it will be the last.

Mari doesn’t hear about their deaths until she catches back up with the circus a week later and when she does they break the news. she almost collapses with grief before the rage distracts her. because Haly explains to her that Dick is gone. That he’s an orphan now even though Marinette is his mother too.

(She’s had the name Grayson for years. all her official documents say Marinette Grayson. The fucking idiots in charge of this whole joke of an investigation seemed to have believed that Mary was a nickname, and no one would listen to her son when he cried about a second mother.)

and then, before she can storm in and demand the incompetent Gotham forces fix this Dick is already being bundled up and brought to Wayne Manor. Which is just,, great.

Mari’s never punched a billionaire before, but she supposes there’s a first time for everything.

***

(and yeah, i know Catherine wasn’t actually his mom but Shelia can choke for all i care about her) or like this:

It’s not drug addiction that takes his mother, but Jason gets to watch her fade all the same.

It’s a different sort of poison, but it’s just as deadly and painful.

The very air in Gotham suffocates her, digs into her skin and winds around her heart like a vice, turning her veins thick, inky black.

Gotham is killing her slowly, but their only alternative is her dying quickly instead. If his mother was to step foot outside of Gotham she would burn, a supernova on earth. 

Her miraculous was shattered, broken while she wielded it and the backlash was enough to send her to this death-life. her miraculous shattered and so did she.

His mother is broken and wrong but no matter how much Jason tries he cannot fix it.

He watches his mother wither away to ashes and later—when he is more man than boy and has tasted the death that took away the only person who ever seemed to give a damn about him—he wears her colors in remembrance. 

***

Marinette married Jack Drake out of obligation more than any sense of love.

But, she supposed, it could have been worse. Jack is not a cruel man and he’s gone on business more often than not, which leaves her and their son and the servants of the manor.

It’s not the life she wanted, but it’s far from terrible. Tim is the light of her life, and regardless of her feelings for his father, she adores him just as she always knew she would.

They are as close as Mother and son can be, which means she notices when he starts disappearing for long periods of time. At first she had believed him to be taking pictures—he’s grown very fond of photography and Marinette encouraged creativity at every opportunity—and well. Technically she isn’t wrong.

She stares at her son unamused when he tries to use that argument.

he’s oddly tight lipped about why he’s been following around Batman, and it takes all her skill in prodding and teasing out her son’s worries to get him to speak.

“Batman needs help,” he finally tells her. “Bruce Wayne needs help.”

And, oh. Well then.

“Okay,” she says simply, already planning how best to approach this situation. grief is a tricky thing and her and Bruce aren’t exactly close.

“He needs a Robin,” Tim insists then and multiple pieces suddenly click in her mind.

“No. Absolutely not.”

“But-”

“No. You are not going out and fighting crime at your age! If you think he needs a partner so much, then I’ll do it.”

if Tim is put out by being told he can’t go out and fight crime with Batman, it is very much overshadowed by the idea of his mom going out and fighting crime with Batman.

(Before the end of the week, Marinette has taken Tim over to Wayne manor and all but forced themselves on the household.

In six months, Nightingale takes to the streets of Gotham, fluttering at Batman’s side like she’s always been there.

In a year, Marinette has spoken to Jack—who gives his blessing which she appreciates even if she hadn’t needed it—and she begins spending more nights in Bruce’s bed than she does her own.)

[nihilistwife]

i don’t get the end of the anastasia movie bc like... the romanovs were fucking massacred and they magically found anastasia and she was legitimate.... couldnt they have lied and said dmitri was a second cousin who was also miraculously saved and therefore a legitimate suitor to anastasia to preserve the throne or some shit. its not like grandmama’s disthroned ass was gonna go back to russia and rule so like... tf was the point of pointing out that dmitri isn’t a good suitor. at this point anastasia’s just old money. unless the implication was that anastasia was gonna marry into not-totally-dethroned royalty lmao??? i know its a dumb kids movie based on real life shit for entertainment but like... anastasia JUST saw her grandma!!! yall just met!!! you and dmitri aint got no money girl how yall gon eat!!!! you both coulda chilled at grandmama’s swank ass house!! tf!! unless dmitri and anastasia took the money to go chill?? but then??? tf is the point??? theyre in paris??? where TF else u gonna honeymoon at u dumbasses??? u worried about your basically a stranger grandma hearin u and ya no boo thang goin at it?? bitch that house had like ten windows on the front alone!!! u can find a secluded bedroom. hell shes old as shit n vlad n sophie dont act like they aint at it when they aint busy so poor grandmama’s probably pretty adept at avoidin the fuckery. wtf kina stupid ass ending!! and then the bat!! this is heteronormative stupidity at its finest!! this shit aint romantic! its dumb!! its impractical!! its so fuckin weird!!! anastasia movie ending redo: vlad and grandmama figure out a dead royal for dmitri to smoothly impersonate, he and anastasia marry, they stay livin it up as basically just old money with titles, and anastasia and her grandma get to fuckin’ catch up on all the time they lost!!! im so mad!!! the entire movie was about her wanting her family and she doesn’t even HANG with em!! tf!!!