#souvenir

[krystalkoldstone]

Grief is love’s souvenir. It’s our proof that we once loved. Grief is the receipt we wave in the air that says to the world: Look! Love was once mine. I love well. Here is my proof I paid the price.

— Glennon Doyle Melton, Love Warrior

[plushybread]

my moss ball friends :)

[caostalgia]

no me arrepiento de nada de lo que te di porque todo fue desde lo más profundo de mi corazón. la única disculpa que me debo es por forzar el quedarme en un lugar en donde ya no me querían y aún así pedirte perdón.

-Souvenir

[megadusa]

retro portable player - source ۪ 𝆕

[irlmarthamasters]

pulling thorns out of my palm

working midnight surgery

when you cut a hole into my skull

do you hate what you see

like i do?

( souvenir / boygenius)

[edge-of-the-end]

my faves

[mostlysignssomeportents]

Seashell gramophone

[ltwilliammowett]

Scrimshawed Turbo shell with the Great Eastern by H Wood , who engraved this on board the Great Eastern with a penknife, 1860

[jillraggett]

Plant of the Day

Monday 25 March 2024

The rapidly growing annual or biennial Calendula officinalis (common marigold, goldins, Jack-on-horseback, Mary's gold, pot marigold, Scotch marigold, souvenir, yellow goldes, marybuds) can be found flowering all year round, especially in a mild winter. The leaves have distinctive aromatic leaves.

Jill Raggett

[youryurigoddess]

Welcome to the Magic Shop

Or why Will Goldstone’s Magic Shop might be more important than it seems to be and why the Bullet Catch isn’t the only trick in its stock that should interest us in the context of the Good Omens plot.

Let’s start with very first thing Aziraphale saw and literally ran towards after crossing the shop’s threshold. It’s nothing else but the legendary sword Excalibur (foretelling the divinely appointed ruler) and a prop for a spectacular illusion called the Excalibur chest.

But wait, there’s more to it! During the handshake besides the Excalibur itself, placed right between Crowley and Aziraphale, there are three more swords struck into the angel’s back. It’s Tarot symbolism: reversed Ace of Swords (miscommunication, clouded judgement) and reversed Three of Swords (recovery from a difficult patch in a relationship or heartbreak). I’d say it checks out for the angel in this minisode! Reversed because they suddenly switched sides for this particular scene.

Insane how the Good Omens crew found a cobra from the snake-charming act and put it on the counter in front of Aziraphale — as if it wasn’t clear enough that this angel is a professional snake charmer, right?

I wanted to make a joke about Aziraphale buying the cobra afterwards, just like Crowley bought the eagle lectern as a souvenir of that night, but then I remembered… this stupid, sentimental snake HAD IT IN HIS BEDROOM IN S1.

Just imagine how many Aziraphale-related memorabilia he had accumulated over those six thousands years, when only one night out with the angel led to two new items in his collection.

The only way for Crowley to be more obvious would be covering the walls of his apartment with Aziraphale’s pictures like in a classic Stalker Shrine trope.

And since our thoughts are already in the present, there’s also something super interesting in the background between Crowley and Aziraphale during their visit in the shop in S2. Look to the right!

As you can probably suspect at this point, nothing in this shop is what it seems to be. This isn’t just any piece of rope, but a prop for the Indian rope trick, sometimes described as the world’s greatest illusion.

The story behind it revolves around someone going to Heaven and the magician bringing them back in the most spectacular fashion! And one of the Good Omens producers, Catriona McKenzie, shared this BTS photo with it some time ago.

The classic trick looks like this: the magician’s assistant climbs the rope until he’s lost to view, as if ascending to Heaven. The magician calls him and feigns anger upon receiving no response. He arms himself with a knife or sword, climbs the rope, and vanishes as well. An argument is heard and then human limbs fall, as if cut from the assistant’s body by the magician. When all the parts of his body land on the ground, the magician climbs down the rope, collects the severed limbs, and puts them all in a big basket. The assistant resurrects/reappears from it uninjured.

Not that it means something in particular, but this scenario would be extremely fun to play in the context of getting the Supreme Archangel Aziraphale back to Earth.

[thundercrackfic]

This moment kills me every time I see it. Just minutes prior, Crowley was drinking himself into oblivion, alternately shouting at and pleading with an absent God, out of hope and facing an unavoidable Armageddon (and his own likely death) followed by an eternity without Aziraphale (even worse than death), unless he can end his own suffering or goad God into doing it for him first. Then, impossibly, Aziraphale is back, and the way Crowley expresses his relief, the return of the only thing worth living for, is to shout, look! I have a present for you! But I’m going to pretend it’s something small and silly (“souvenir”) so you don’t have to be too outwardly grateful even though you and I both know it’s one of the material objects you value most in the entire world! These “souvenirs” are the only way Crowley is outwardly allowed to express his love for Aziraphale. —and then he goes on to run through fire and accept the destruction of the material object Crowley most values in the entire world just to be with Aziraphale at the end of things. Crowley’s love is so selfless; his whole heart and soul (or whatever it is demons have) are in Aziraphale’s hands. No wonder Aziraphale threw himself out of Heaven to return to him.

(Gif by @bookbutterfly1999 via @aziraphales-library)

[caostalgia]

debemos ser capaces de ser honestos con nosotros mismos antes de poder ser honestos con otras personas.

-Souvenir

[lerefugedeluza]

My grandma’s pictures.

[twinkpeaked]

i listen to boygenius while i study then i wonder why i feel unmotivated and just wanna close my textbook lay on the ground and stare at a blank wall

[cheminer-poesie-cressant]

les sons contiennent tout l’été qui est passé, l’espoir qu’il contenait, la douleur qu’il évoquait, la chaleur ardente, sa lumière ; dans l’arrière monde qu’ils édifient, midi devient un trésor de souvenirs brûlant où le dernier se fait le début de la mémoire, le début de ce qui prend fin ; là se ressent encore ce qui n’a plus lieu ; le festin de la disparition est insaisissable

© Pierre Cressant

(dimanche 4 septembre 2022)

[jupiterovprsten]

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