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Lord Dionysus/Bacchus deep dive

Lord Dionysus is an eccentric god, He is an understanding god, I adore him as a researcher and as someone in the community with schizophrenia and mental illness, he is kind far beyond words, he is not only a wine god but also the god of freedom and ecstasy, may we all respect him and may his devotees and worshipers speak of his good deeds and yell in his honor of goodness.

Signs he's reaching out • smelling wine all of a sudden, craving wine, You feel a twinge of madness, dreams with his attributes with him, seeing references of him everywhere

Herbs •psalakanthos plant, Grapes and their vines, Figs, Bay laurel, Barley, Pine, Pomegranate, Fennel, apples, berries, weed, Silver Fir, Bindweed, poppy, wheat and hops leafs, wildflowers, pine cones, Apple seeds, Blazing star. I think he would like Cinnamon, mint, feverfew (happiness), Pepper, basil, chives, horseradish (courage), orange, lemongrass, marjoram (insight), vanilla, sorrel, cinnamon (love)

Animals• Oxen and wild animals, asses, Leopards, Panther, Cheetah, serpents, rams, dolphins, tigers, lynx, panthers, goats, bats, griffons, bulls , foxes, deers/fawns

Colors •purple, green, gold, Red, Black, White.

Patron of• fruit and intoxitation, Parties, Festivities, Banquets, Drinking, Bacchic Revelry, Madness, Bacchic Frenzy, Insanity, Hallucination, Homosexuality, Effeminacy, Cross-dressing, Forest Wilderness, Wild vegetation, Predatory big cats, Reincarnation, The path to Elysium, Comedy and Tragedy Plays, Playwrites, Actors, bartenders, the arts, non-binary people, divination, witchcraft, oracles

Curses• violence, and sickness, Destructive insanity, madness

Blessings• pleasure and fun, Religious frenzy (in the orgiastic cults), Ecstasy, Afterlife in Elysium (paradise), getting a bigger friend group, charismatic going up, getting a romantic partner.

Diety of• wine-making, orchards, fruit, vegetation, fertility, festivity, insanity, ritual madness, religious ecstasy, theatre, partying, Epiphany, weddings, death, sacrifice, sexuality, dancing, immortality, and reincarnation, uninhibited freedom, as well as the subversion of the powerful, ecstasy, and abandon, swamps and marshes.

Crystals• Amethyst, grape agate, Garnet, Ruby, deep red stones, tiger eye, serpentine, leopard jasper, amber, green opal or jade, carnelian, rose quartz (someone had it on their alter for him, so I added it here.), bloodstone, sugilite, purple fluorite, ametrine lepidolite

Mortal or immortal • immortal

Zodiac • Taruas

Vows/omans• none

Number• 7

Morals• he is morally ambiguous

Married to• Ariadne

Past lovers• Althaia, Ampelos, Aphrodite, Erigone, Kronois, Pallene, Physokoa, Polymnos.

What he favors in devotees• free-spirited, out-of-the-norm, wild lifestyle, gender fluid, transgender, nonbinary people. People are restricted wanting to become free.

Personality• He brings joy, ecstasy, and merriment, but also delivers "brutal and blinding rage”, he's a very chill guy, many say he is sassy. I met him once, and he respects people's boundaries.

Home• Mount Olympus

Equivalents/most resemblance • Osiris, Hades, Sabazios, Yahweh, Bacchus, Liber, Tammuz, Orotalt, Fufluns, Acan, Jesus.

Epithets• Acratophorus, Ἀκρατοφό.ρος “giver of unmixed wine at Phigaleia in arcadia, Acroreites at Sicyon Adoneus a Latinised form of Adonis and is also used as an epithet for Bacchus, AegobolusΑἰγοβόλος "goat-shooter" at Potniae in Boeoria, Aesymnetes Αἰσυμνήτης “ruler" or "lord" at Aroë and Patrae in Achaea, Agrios Ἄγριος "wild", in Macedonia, Androgynos Ἀνδρόγυνος ”Androgynous” specifically in intercourse referring to the god taking both an active male and a passive female role, Anthroporraistes, Ἀνθρωπορραίστης “man-destroyer" a title of Dionysus at Tenedos, Bassareus, Βασσαρεύς "fox-skin", which item was worn by his cultists in their mysteries. Bougenes, Βουγενής or Βοηγενής “borne by a cow", in the Mysteries of Lerna,

Braetes, Βραίτης "related to beer" at Thrace, Briseus Βρῑσεύς "he who prevails" in Smyrna, Bromios Βρόμιος "roaring” and "roar of thunder" refering to the wind amd primarily relating to the central death/resurrection element of his myths and also the god's transformations into lion and bull and of those who drink alcohol and refers to Dionysus' father, Zeus "the thunderer", Choiropsalasχοιροψάλας “pig-plucker" Greek χοῖρος = "pig"(which was used as a slang term for the female genitalia as A reference to Dionysus's role as a fertility deity), Chthonios Χθόνιος “the subterranean”, Cistophorus Κιστοφόρος "basket-bearer and ivy-bearer" because baskets are sacred to the Dionysus,Dimetor Διμήτωρ "twice-born" which Refers to Dionysus's two births, Dendrites Δενδρίτης "he of the trees" as a fertility god, Dithyrambos Διθύραμβος used at his festivals referring to his premature birth, Eleutherios Ἐλευθέριος “the liberator" also a epithet shared with Eros, Endendros ("he in the tree"), Enorches "with balls" with reference to his fertility, or "in the testicles" in reference to Zeus' sewing the baby Dionysus "into his thigh" which means his testicles used in Samos and Lesbos, Eridromos"good-running" in Nonnus' Dionysiaca, Erikryptos Ἐρίκρυπτος "completely hidden" in Macedonia, Euaster Εὐαστήρ from the cry "euae", Euius (Euios), from the cry "euae" in lyric passages, and in Euripides’ play “the bacche, Lacchus Lακχος a possible epithet which is associated with the Elusinian Mysteries, The name "Iacchus" may come from the Ιακχος (Iakchos) whicj is a hymn sung in honor of Dionysus.

Indoletes, Ἰνδολέτης, meaning slayer/killer of Indians Due to his campaign against the Indians, Isodaetes, Ισοδαίτης, meaning "he who distributes equal portions", cult epithet which is also shared with Helios, Kemilius, Κεμήλιος and kemas: "young deer, pricket",

Liknites "he of the winnowing fan", as a fertility god connected with mystery religions ( a winnowing fan was used to separate the chaff from the grain.)

Palazzo Massimo, Rome, Lenaius, Ληναῖος "god of the wine-press", Lyaeus, or Lyaios Λυαῖος, "deliverer” and "loosener") which refers to him as who releases from care and anxiety,

Lysius, Λύσιος "delivering, releasing" At Thebes there was a temple of Dionysus Lysius, MelanaigisΜελάναιγις "of the black goatskin" at the Apaturia festival,

Morychus Μόρυχος “smeared" in Sicily, because his icon was smeared with wine less at the vintage, Mystes Μύστης "of the mysteries" at Tegea in Arcadia, Nysian Nύσιος according to Philostatus he was called like this by the Ancient indians Most probably, because according to legend he founded the city of Nysa, Oeneus, Οἰνεύς "wine-dark" as god of the wine press, Omadios “flesh-eater", Eusebius writes in Preparation for the gospel that Euelpis of Carystus states that in Chios and Tendos they did a human sacrifice to Dionysus Omadios,

Phallen , (Φαλλήν) (probably "related to the phallus” at Lesbos, Phleus "related to the bloοm of a plant", Peudanor Ψευδάνωρ "false man" referring to his feminine qualities in Macedonia,

Pericionius, Περικιόνιος "climbing the column (ivy)" a name of Dionysus at Thebes, Semeleios or Semeleius or Semeleus an obscure epithet meaning 'He of the Earth' and 'son of Semele' Also “Son of Semele, Iakchus, wealth-giver”,

Skyllitas, Σκυλλίτας “related to the vine-branch" at Kos, Sykites, Συκίτης "related to figs" at Laconia,Taurophagus, Ταυροφάγος “bull eating", Tauros Ταῦρος “a bull", Theoinus, Θέοινος wine-god of a festival in Attica, Τhyiοn, Θυίων "from the festival of Dionysus 'Thyia' (Θυῐα) at Elis", Thyllophorus, Θυλλοφόρος "bearing leaves" at Kos, Dionysus and Zeus absorbs the role of Sabazios (a Thracian/Phrygian deity)

Facts• Dionysus was the last god to enter Olympus, When Dionysus had grown up lady Hera made him into a state of madness so he wandered through many countries of the earth, He was a student of the famous centaur Chiron who taught him how to dance, The common names Dennis and Denise are said to be derived from Dionysus. he hated the sight of an owl

Roots• Ancient Greece, Greek mythology, Mount Pramnos on Ikaria

Offerings • Honey, Meat, Alcohol (especially wine), Fruit, Cakes, Poetry, Songs, Spices (ex- cinnamon), Blood or liquids resembling blood, He thinks those "wine mom" signs that you get in cheap gift shops are hilarious, Grape juice, Intoxicants, Grapes, Olive oil, Apples, Figs, Eggs, Goblets, Curved daggers, Bull horns, Snake skin, Leopard or tiger print objects, Purple candles, Theatre masks, Sexual toys, Percussion instruments, Wine bottles, Fake/toy grapes, Leaves or curls from grapevines, Pine needles, Pinecones, Apple seeds, Bindweed, Wildflowers, Toys photos or art of any big cats, snakes, Hymns, Songs you’ve written, Any art that you create, Any stories that you create, Art, pictures of the comedy, Wine corks, Wine labels, Toy or miniature drums, milk, water from the sea (he has a strong connection with the sea), Decorative beads, party beads, flashy jewelry, Wine glasses, Shot glasses, Corkscrews, Sparkling cider, Grape flavored things, Cheese, hallucinogens, Nips (small alcohol bottles), Bottle opener, Beer/soda tabs, Alcohol bottles with cool labels, Costumes, NatureFig/fig newtonsBull imagery, Donkey imagery, Bones, Antlers, Dead/preserved animals, Hiking gear, Seeds, Concert/festival tickets, Locks of hair, Shaven beard hair, Pride swag, ravagant clothes/clothes that make you feel good, soup (you know , you know.)

Devotional • learn about sacred sex, shamanic journeying, responsible entheogen use, and alcohol as a sacrament, read “The Secret History” book, Make a playlist for Him, Dance and sing to your favorite songs or songs you’d think He would like, Throw a feast in His honor, Remembering to take your medication and taking care of your mental health, Support/donate to your local theatre in His name, Be a part of the theatre, Stand up for those that are marginalized, Write stories/plays for Him, Invite Him to watch plays or movies with you (especially comedies or tragedies), Throw parties or attend them, Attend festivals, Attend a wine tasting, Go on wine tours, Attend parades, Masturbate or partake in sexual acts for Him (if you’re comfortable doing so And over 18), Drink alcohol or grape juice, Smoke po, Learn about winemaking, Support local vineyards, Wear wreaths made from ivy, Wear faux leopard or tiger print, Wear the color purple, Pray to Him for things while intoxicated/high, Visit your local winery and participate in a grape-stomp, do some Homebrewing in his honor, Grow a garden in his honor, Make your own ritual tools in his honor, Collect art, do Glamourbombs in his honor, Pretend to be somebody else in his honor, go out to a club in his honor, listen to music in his honor, read in his his mythos, write things for a ritual and write a prayer for him, eat some grapes or have some grape juice or sparkling grape juice (or wine if able and of age), listen to party music, read plays, watch musicals or plays (ex- high school musical, Hamilton), listen to musical soundtracks, learn about the history of theatre, learn about viticulture and vineyards, do things that bring you pleasure, listen to party soundscapes, watch documentaries about any of his sacred animals, Trip intentionally/spiritually, Learn about substance abuse/recovery, Destigamtize drug users, Learn about harm reduction, Make home videos, Write poetry, Act, Dress up, Go to the woods, Dance/sing in the woods, Meditate in the woods, Learn wilderness safety and first aid, Learn what to do when encountering a wild animal, Go off the beaten path, Explore new areas, Pick up litter, Forage, Recycle bottles, Grow fruit, Try new fruits, Have sex (let the partner know beforehand it's in Diyonisus honor, 18+), Masturbate (18+), Have threesomes/swing (ask him before and make sure the other participants know it's in Dionysus's honor, 18+.), Finally, give into that one kink you’ve been ignoring (you know the one, 18+), Learn about consent with partners, Learn how to preserve dead animals, Learn about different life cycles (ex-plants, animals), Learn about immigration in your area, Learn about different cultures, Try foreign foods, Learn a new language, Learn about your ancestry, Help immigrants in your area, Grow your hair out, Keep a Manifest/Keep a manifestation journal, Use Sexual/creative energy to manifest, Shed your old self, Do Self-reflection/self-exploration, Identify areas where you overindulge (ex- food, substances, spending).

Symbols• Grapevine, ivy, phallus, Thyrsus, theatrical masks, Leopard Skin, Panther, Cheetah, the animal called asses, cymbals, swords, or serpents, rams, laurel, asphodel, dolphins, tiger, lynx, panther, horns, goats, his chariot pulled by 2 leopards, masks in general.

Siblings• Ares, Athena, Apollo, Artemis, Aphrodite, Hebe, Hermes, Heracles, Helen of Troy, Hephaestus, Perseus, Minos, the Muses, the Graces.

His friends/gets along with• Maenads and Bacchantes and Satyrs and Sileni and Pan and Priapus

Attendees• Seilenos (God of Drunkenness), Pan (God of Shepherds & Pastures) the Satyroi and Seilenoi (spirits of Fertility & the Wild) The Bakkhantes and Mainades (Nymphe and Women revellers) Komos Satyriskos (cup-bearer)

Appearance in astral or gen• Dionysus often took on a bestial shape and was associated with various animals, often wearing an Ivy wreath, the thyrsus, and the kantharos (a large two-handled goblet) In early Greek art he has represented as a mature male, bearded and robed holding a fennel staff tipped with a pine-cone, but later on he was portrayed as youthful sensuous, naked or semi-naked androgynous youth and effeminate with brown hair and pale features, often holding grapes and drinking wine.

Parentage• Zeus and Semele, some sources also say Zeus and Demeter, some say Zeus and Persephone, but he always sends up with Persephone as a foster mother or as a biological mother, but before his reincarnation, his parents were Ammon and Amalthea.

Pet• leopards

Children • Priapus, Hymen, Thaos, Staphylus, Ononpion, Cumus, Phthonus, the Graces and Deianira, Seilenos, Pan, Satyroi & Seilenoi, Bakkhantes & Mainades, Komodo’s

season and festivles• Diyonosus festivals were bacchanalia, Dionysia, Anthesteria, Dionysian, Lenaia, Panathenaia, his season was spring and March and April

Day• 11th to the 13th of the month of Anthesterion, around the time of the January or February full moon.

Sacred places• Boitia in Greece, naxos Greek, island Edina in western Thrake, his holiest shrine was Mt kithairon (Nysa) in Boiotia Greece, he also declared war on India. A sacred place is the theatre.

Status• Greek god in the major theoi, and an agriculture Demi God.

Pet peeves• Uderestemating him, he probably won't like it if you ignore him

Music• Disco, show tunes, psychedelic rock, acid folk, Greek folk music, EDM, classical, new wave, art pop, vaporwave, just anything you can dance and sing to.

Tarot• Temperance, fool card, three of cups, the tower, 9 of cups (based off of how people see him through their tarot cards)

Scents/Inscene • Pine incense, frankensince, patchouli and vanilla, nutmeg, mulled wine, storax, and Benzoin.

Prayers•

Regular prayer

Dionysos, god whose arrival is swift and certain, enduring friend of women and men whose welcome is warm, bringer of light, we see you in shadows. Dionysos, granter of great blessings, your presence is a heady wine. Kind-hearted god, to each you give as is fitting, each vessel you fill only as we can bear, and yet with even a sip, we are drunk upon you, and our faith is affirmed. Awesome god, by our own will we drink deeply, with you we become lost, we wander, we are found.

Litany to Dionysos

Dionysos of the vine, rich-tressed god of wine, potent and lusty, unmixed, undiluted, with full force you come to us, vital and robust, rich and strong and surprisingly sweet. Dionysos, I praise and honor you, I thank you for your blessings. Ivy-bearing Dionysos, god of the green, of the power of root on stone, the force of life that will make its own way in spite of all who labor to hold it back, no will or work can bind your might. I praise and honor you, I thank you for your blessings. Dionysos of the deep earth, of the dark world, of the unknown expanse beneath the black soil, beneath solid stone, of mysteries you know much, of death and of what lies beyond. God of secrets, I praise and honor you, I thank you for your blessings. Dionysos the inspiring, granter of words of prose or poesy, words heard best by the drunken and the mad, words forgotten with the passing of night and delight. Bacchus, granter of rare transport, I praise and honor you, I thank you for your blessings. Dionysos Soter, holder of the hearts of men, you free us from the cares of the world, each brilliant frenzied moment a shining jewel, each glimpse of the sacred more precious than gold. I praise and honor you, I thank you for your blessings. Kindly Dionysos, granter of good to men and women, giver of gifts to all who seek your blessing. Gracious Dionysos, accepter of offerings great and small, friend of mankind, I praise and honor you, I thank you for your blessings.

Regular Prayer to Dionysos

Dionysos, deep-hearted one who knows the souls of men and women, whose hand is ever open, ever within reach. Dionysos, god who runs in the dark, who sees with eyes shut tight, who dances to the heart’s strong beat, ever are you yourself, ever constant, ever changing god of those who are trapped, those who seek your truth and their own, those who seek vision beyond seeing, those who seek wisdom beyond knowledge, those who seek the self, pure and sweet, those who seek clarity beyond definition, who seek to embrace the uncertain, to hold, but loosely, to what is true beyond trust.

Regular prayer to Dionysos

I praise Dionysos, lord of the vine, lord of the far reaches of the mind; in the thick of the woods, along darkened paths, in the shadows of dusk and of dawn, you roam the world, the satyrs and the pretty nymphs dancing in your wake. Son of Zeus and fair-haired Semele, bold-hearted Semele, who dared to look into the face of glory, beautiful Semele who you carried into life again, Semele reborn who men called Thyone; beloved of clever Ariadne, quick-witted one, so dear to your heart, your bright-eyed bride and consort; Dionysos, friend of women, friend of the blissful, wild-eyed maenads, pilgrims and pioneers, those who seek, your cheer and inspiration, those who seek your release, from sorrow and despair, those who are lost in joy, and those who have found themselves in you. Dionysos, god of the darkest dark and the deepest deep, boundless one, endless one, fathomless one, in you we see the edges of ourselves, in you, we find our life’s journey, in you we find our home.

To Dionysos

I call to Dionysos, great god of the vine, son of thundering Zeus and headstrong Semele, loving husband of warm-hearted Ariadne. From the east you came, old before the ancients, throughout the elder world were you beloved; in Naxos and Boitia were you celebrated, in temples and in the savage wilderness, the fleet-footed maenads running in your wake. The sweetest, strongest wine is ever your drink; the mind’s release, the body’s loosening, your gift. O Dionysos; thyrsus-shaker, ivy-crowned god, we see you in the shadows, we see you on the edges, we see you in the haze of ecstasy, where we know the truth of passion, where we find the essence of our being. Bacchus, I call to you!

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spiritually-a-blorb · 2 years ago

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headcannons for Apollo and Meg after all the books beacuse all I've been doing for the past days are spinning these scrunkly guys around in my head at terminal velocity <3

- Meg always carries a pack of sunflower seeds with her when she goes to school.

- Whenever Meg takes ancient history and they cover Greece, she manages the worst grade beacuse Apollo tells her facts that the book literally dosent know and he thinks it's blasphemy that's she's failing.

- Apollo will literally never shut up about his kids now. he hears literally the smallest detail that reminds him of them and he talks for hours about them

- Artemis is around Apollo a lot more, and she's definitely more protective/worried about him. Apollo likes the extra time he gets with her.

- Apollo returned Paolo's bandanna, but definitely not before finding one for himself. he wears it everywhere, Artemis has tried to burn it like 20 times, but somehow it always returns to Apollo in one piece.

- Apollo cannot physically hear or look anything in a shakesperian accent without wanting to commit mass destruction/cry

- Meg never gets sunburnt. like ever. plus, her crops always manage to get the right balance of sun without her help.

- One day, Meg manages to teleport directly to Apollo. As it turns out, since Apollo got himself up out of Chaos, no one ever really broke the master/servant bond. Apollo conveniently does not mention this until the last moment possible, beacuse he likes feeling connected to Meg, even when he's away.

- Apollo kept his scars. In doing so, older scars seem to pop up, that he was definitely sure he didn't get while he was mortal. They cover his body, and he can't seem to get rid of them without the ones he got while being mortal going away too. So, he hides them, and only shows off the ones he got as a mortal.

- Apollo is allowed to visit Rachel, beacuse he wants to prevent something like Python from happening to his oracles again.Zeus buys this, but only beacuse he weighs in with Athena first. Athena was totally not bribed into this by Apollo with actual intellectual discussions, no sir.

- On a totally unrelated note, he tries to connect with Athena more. They have little discussions about different topics every week or two.

- Apollo likes trying to connect with all his Olympian family. He realizes that they all suffered under Zeus, and if they are closer, like an actual family, maybe it will lessen the blows.

- Meg somehow never gets sick. it is both a blessing and a curse, since she always has to care for her siblings when they are sick

- For some odd, very mysterious reason, whenever Apollo visits Rachel, his kids or Meg are ever-present, and after he visits for some time (some days he visits longer, others it is shorter) they just pop in. weird, but since he's here visiting his Pythia, and technically not his kids, Zeus isn't gonna pay that much attention to mortals

- Since Apollo's sacred animal (one of them, anyway) is a red cow, it's totally not far fetched that it falls within his duties to check on the herd at the Waystation. After all, what God wouldn't check on their sacred animal! some mortals might mistreat them, after all!! and since he needs to talk to the owners,, he might as well catch up with them, right?

- Camp Jupiter is totally in need of more renovations, right? and it makes sense that such a devoted group should deserve some kind of reward. plus, since Apollo made the mess with the whole war thing, it makes the most sense for him to go and help! and later, he needs to check that his work is top notch!

- Apollo always visits Meg on Sundays. Technically, he's visiting Herophile, since he needs to check on her too! she's an important oracle! but Meg lives there, so they are bound to run into each other, and it's totally not weird that these meetings take a day (or two) beacuse that's a mere blink in the eye, for a god, anyways.

#toa #meg mccaffrey #lester papadopoulos #pjo apollo #sunflower siblings

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magnetar1 · 2 years ago

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Sick leading the sick. I need this to save my soul like a starving tool up my cock feeding on the membrane of life. Blind oracle that led me astray, bathing me in obscure auras, administering will to sustain the fugue. Sound of my heart beating fast as I wield my grimoire tighter and incant the paralyzing message. I laugh at demonic possession. Been there done that like a fecal warrior slumming in a clean bathroom. I will come at you like the vile reflection you harbored for so many years. I will sodomize your reflection with the glass of unreason. When you come to your senses it will be too late. What are senses anyway? Or time? When it gets to when you’re sick enough, can’t taste, touch or feel anything, you become oblivious. Ritual after ritual in darkened rooms with the stereo blasting. Black noise for the revolution. Rupturing down in the gray morass that can’t make up its mind. *** I remember nothing of how I got here. Instead, I recall what came before. Dividing shadows distinctly parallel to a sinking vessel. Sea is static and filled with sharks. Beyond, a celestial vault opens up displaying the inner beauty of this frontierland. Everything churns with the stark majesty of chaos. True identity. Blaspheming star bursting with radial violence. Sonic waves rippling through a once devout consciousness. Everything in constant flux as the Temple of Man sucks the air around it out leaving no room for doubt . . . I have been here before, on the other side. I’ve known the reversal of my fortune in the face of clairvoyance and true nihilism. I’ve beat the meat of my seed with the intent of never letting it grow, maintaining an alien gaze. Cold, sometimes hurtful, lashing like a snake through the lonely crowds. I was there and I know it. Where worlds coalesce then unhinge like running water down a constant drain. Living, dying breath, laying to waste the matrimony of deliberation. Things get rancid fast, but they are also filled with light. *** Nothing changes, yet nothing lasts. It is a feeling that starts in the pit of the stomach before it creeps in like that same old disease – Human life. Nowhere in the realm of sky and stone has their lain such a desultory germ. Even as ripples in the sand build up and there is blood in their shit. As long as they are not vomiting constantly or getting their skulls crushed in. I look into their eyes when commuting from zone to zone and think about doing this very thing myself. I feel the will of alienage in my bones as I brace for the next stop. I feel the blade at my side growing hotter as a thousand new suns percolate against the veil . . . Stepping through and across. I abandon them like I’ve always done. Faces cratering in the rear of my mind. Only the sick may follow, who understand what it stands for. Mutant amnesiacs under paralysis, who sing the body dead. Waking delirium connected to space and the way back . . .

Artwork by Bernie Wrightson

#bernie wrightson #ccparker #dark art #occult #prose #horror #fantasy

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tiredwitchplant · 2 years ago

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Everything You Need to Know About Herbs: Bay Leaf (Laurel)

Bay Leaf (Laurus nobilis)

*Kitchen *Medical *Masculine *Samhain

Folks Names: Baie, Bay Laurel, Bay Tree, Daphne, Grecian Laurel, Laurel, Laurier d’Apollon, Laurier Sauce, Lorbeer, Noble Laurel, Roman Laurel,Sweet Bay, laurel of Apollo

Planet: Sun

Element: Fire

Deities: Aesculapius, Apollo, Ceres, Faunus, Eros

Abilities: Protection, Psychic Powers, Healing, Purification, Strength, Exorcism, Immortality

Characteristics: Is native to Mediterranean countries. An aromatic evergreen shrub or tree growing to 65 ft. It has leathery, dark green leaves, small yellow male and female flowers, and shiny black berries. Prefers damp and shady spots.

History: In ancient Greece, bay laurel was used in divination by the Delphic Oracle. In Greek mythology, Daphne fled from Apollo, and was changed into a bay tree, which from that time became sacred to him. From ancient Rome comes the tradition that the sudden withering of a bay laurel tree bodes disaster for the household. In ancient Rome, bay laurel leaves were used as a medicine, a spice, and a decorative garland during the December festival of Saturnalia. Bay laurel was sacred to the gods Apollo and Asclepius, who together oversaw healing and medicine. It’s said that Emperor Tiberius of ancient Rome wore a bay laurel wreath for protection during a thunderstorm.

How to Grow:

Easy to Grow: Yes

Rating: Beginner Friendly

Seeds Accessible: Yes

How to Grow Bay Laurel

Video Guide

Where to Buy Seeds

Magical Properties:

Placed beneath your pillow will invite prophetic dreams

Burning dried bay leaves can dispel any lingering sickness and negative energy

Can bring in success, especially with business and abundance

Enhances creativity, focus and inner wisdom

Holding boughs of bay leaf in one’s hand can help with foretelling

A sprig of bay leaf in water can help with purification ceremonies

Gives strength to those in wrestling and athletic sports

Can grant wishes and ward off bad luck

Scatter, burn or wear an amulet with bay leaf to exorcise evil spirits

Medical Usage:

Is antibacterial and antifungal

In salve or poultice form, can help heal bruises and sore muscles

Bay tea is good for general health, particularly digestion and UTIs

Promotes the onset of menstrual periods

Added in cooking can help with food digestion in the stomach

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awakeintheuniverse · 7 months ago

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Rising from the Underworld, 12/2024

I found myself at the edge of life The choice of harmony or strife The prototype self-actualized Take in stride, live out my dharma As a wounded being’s karma Kiss of death, that ghost’s a goner Struck by the thunder of regret Every truth that went unsaid But shaped a life nonetheless I wouldn’t cry if it all died All the gray behind my eyes Neutrality, is that the prize I’m not there yet, I despise Every sound of every lie Chances had to make it right Killed my last desire to fight Lost the thrill of my dark night Wisdom found between my thighs Shamelessly, I know no bounds Years of crawling to my crown Guns now blazing all around This sick matrix, I’m opting out Every time that I’m learning how To choose the omens that leave my mouth Life rewards me, it’s cause I’m grateful Empathic, real, and fucking faithful Enthusiastic if I dare to say so Shrugging now at the betrayal Of self, all else is a projection Trauma dressed up as obsession Helped me see how I was messing With a mind hell-bent on stressing It was just me, ain’t that a blessing Love me so I learned my lesson Energy joined with intention Hypnotic, I’ll make an entrance Free my daily urge for vengeance Accept my meteor’s direction Sorry, I’m not for a second It’s too late, stones have been setting Now I’ve calmed, no one was betting It’d be me who does the vetting Transparent but I’m really not Speaking a language they all forgot Befriending the demons I once fought Sweet surrender, sweeter trust All that glitters one day rusts Every phoenix must combust All this is, is but a mirror Reflecting a fractured interior Consequences of the fear I bring to wholeness, integrate It triggers those who can’t relate I blink, I must be on my way To something great if it makes them hate That downtrodden I can celebrate All that I’ve done with such a harsh fate They don’t like it, they never will Sovereign power, sovereign will Takes a special kind of skill To not go in for the easy kill Keep it steady, keep it still So much purpose yet to fulfill I’ll do my job and I’ll do it well With integrity, only time will tell How the priestess rose and the conman fell My persecuted past lives cast that spell Symbols on my neck and it hurt like hell It’s not enough to have meant well Natural law is real and it's in my favor The tides have turned, Hekate at my table Rise of the energies they called a fable

How destructive naiveté can be They said be ladylike, so I got angry Channeled and communed with the great Kali Driven by a divine and sacred fury There’s not a soul that could ever stop me Just ones that wish they never crossed me Wish I never learned how my shadow’s holy Lest knowledge and power liberate me Repressing nothing, I can now foresee Destined balancing on the horizon Celestial contracts end and begin Star-seeded souls going deep within To heal the inner wounded feminine The violated oracle, the pain therein The gold in all suppressed emotion The anger, the shame, and the despair The envy, the anxiety, the misery, the fear I co-exist with them for they are here To be acknowledged and revered I’ll paint the picture crystal clear I come from the world of the sincere

I am not only love and light I am the ferocity of the night I am peace and I am plight I will not be trampled on I will not freeze, I will not fawn Defending myself is never wrong I’m not scared of my sacred rage My spirituality is not kept in a cage Goddess is as savage as she is sage I do no harm, but I take no shit If it comes your way, then you asked for it Infringed on the free will of a kind spirit My love’s heartfelt, but my scorn is too And it sure didn’t arise out of the blue All that I’ve ever felt is sensical and true Screaming to be seen, begging to be released I liberate these feelings from their tight leash And let them claim their rightful territory I bow to this shadow which makes me whole Blessed be my colossal soul Awake and no longer controlled Transmute self to transmute system Sound the alarm, I now know my mission Got a voice inside that's pure intuition Blessed be me cause now I listen Hold an innovative healing vision Burnt at the stake, but she is risen Knowing her worth, this witch ain’t playing Commanding the dragons I once was slaying They walk by my side, an army in training Call me a maiden or a crone or a bitch Call me any name, you won’t be accurate I’m integrated anima and animus

I’m what you thought before you thought of it I’m every word and every word reversed I’m the truth before it’s been rehearsed I rise like it’s my damn birthright I fight for peace with my whole life Jump closed-eyed while thinking twice From the underworld I always ascend Rooted in hell so I can reach heaven I plunge so I may rise again My only goal, embodiment A presence that’s so divinely sent It makes them wonder where their dogmas went I won’t lie, this triumph tastes sweet A life of magic and utter intimacy Created by a tender vulnerability Life and death is what it means to me Strong boundaries when they have to be That dissolve around pure loving energy Oh how much I have missed me Awestruck by the sheer beauty Tears of grief and ecstasy

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alyjojo · 1 year ago

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Leo Yearly Career & Finance Reading 🪖2024

Preshuffle: There’s an exciting new beginning being shown that you’ve waited patiently for. Could be regarding work, which is showing up as financially rewarding and beneficial to you, you could be teaming up with a person or being gifted a loan of some kind, in order to make a big purchase. There’s mutual love and respect between those around you.

Meditation: 50/50. Half of you were with a big group of people at a strip club, throwing money at the people on stage, and the other half of you were the strippers. It was a big party atmosphere, everyone drinking and hollering out goofy things, laughing about it. This could nod to parties, gatherings, social occasions, drinking possibly, sex work or entertainment generally. Good times 🥳

Main Energy: 3 Pentacles rev

For most people, I would see this as other people being difficult, but this year it could definitely be you that’s not willing to listen or work together in cooperation with others. There’s a lot of independent energy in you, for the first half of the year, you don’t feel like you need anyone - life is great - and you are happy with that. Later on through, that becomes an issue, and Collaboration is here as advice, allowing yourself to be inspired by others while not necessarily doing *exactly* what they would do or what they tell you. That’s everyone, you have to be yourself too. You could be aware of some shadier characters around you, and you trust yourself to not fk yourself over, so you’d much rather just tackle things solo. It’s a mantra of “I got it.” With this comes Obstacles, Overwhelm, and Worry, I don’t see 10 Wands yet but I’m feeling it. Everyone needs someone to rely on and that’s what feels like is lacking for you this year, maybe by choice. At work, be careful of alienating coworkers by acting like a one-man show. If you act like you can do everything and you know everything, people will gladly step out of the way and let you stumble, it’s on you, and less on them. There’s a note here that if you are always relying on others, it could be them hanging you out to dry, having enough. 9999 is being shown clearly with Collaboration, 9 Pentacles & Cups together in April, and The Hermit in July. It’s important to be independent and confident, going after what you want. But what fun is that, alone? For how long?

January: 8 Wands & 4 Swords

Oracles: Principle

Zodiac Signs: Libra & Sagittarius Sun/Jupiter

Principle is about personal beliefs, mantras, habits & practices, particularly over 4 Swords, your health. Sleep. Queen of Cups clarifies, this is about self-care. Eating better, exercising more, specifically in small routines like an avocado a day or a protein shake every morning while you walk the dog. You’re definitely active and taking care of yourself, and if not then you’re probably learning more about things like this. Signing up for a gym membership, hearing about a certain diet, getting an allergy test because something you ate made you splotchy. Whatever it is, you intend to stick to a regime from here on out, which is totally fine. The issue is with the heavy Sag energy, which can be quite bossy and fanatical, so say you’ve stopped eating dairy, now the whole house isn’t eating it because YOU won’t buy it. Sewing seeds for rebellion or conflict. You could also be getting test results back, I’m not seeing any worst case scenarios for that. Some of you may have faced a health issue and acted quickly, maybe having to miss work for a bit. Or a partner has. In few cases, you could be hearing of cutbacks at work, whether lay offs, postponed or canceled bonuses, the building gets shut down due to health hazards or everyone just gets sick, you or others, and whoever is around has way more to deal with. It’s possible a vacation is being scheduled or taken at this time, mental health days, I don’t get anything being wrong with this. You could also be messaging a friend a job offer if they’ve hit hard times, or switch it. There could also be a breakup based on what I’m seeing in February, if so it’s quick, cut off & done.

February: 5 Wands, The Lovers & Judgement

Oracles: Adaptability

Zodiac Signs: Libra, Gemini Sun & Moon

It looks like someone is moving on really quickly if this is a breakup, but they’re being quiet about it. An old lover may return, especially if you have children together, and you could argue over who is dating who and what’s appropriate as far as kids are concerned, can we not do this in front of them until you’re serious about a person, curb the hoes, something like that. There could be an affair going on at your job, or with an ex…ex spouse even. Messing around with the baby mama/daddy. This person could be a single parent. I don’t see deception, it feels more like trying to be respectful and allow pieces to fall where they may before the world needs to know. It’s private. Or you’re fighting a person you’re with / were with for keeping secrets in this way. Could be at work, regarding work.

Specifically work wise, you could be developing feelings or a crush on someone that’s obviously good looking. And you may not be the only one after them either. You may stay quiet about your feelings or trying to get invoked with someone because your financial situation isn’t exactly how you’d like it to be, especially if you’ve lost a job or have missed out on some sort of bonus/perk/tax check? I don’t see major debt, but maybe a struggle. Some of you are trying to sort child support or finances generally with an ex, and you’re already feeling someone, but it has to wait, or that’s switched. Someone isn’t happy with the decisions being made, it could be something new, a relationship, a direction in life or hobby, a job, there’s a vibe of “who put you in charge?” - or swap it. Especially if this is regarding something close to your heart, why should anyone else make that decision? This could simply be a new passion or hobby you’re keeping quiet for fear of judgement, especially from a partner.

March: The Sun & Queen of Wands

Oracles: Resourcefulness & Endurance

Zodiac Signs: Aries, Scorpio, Cancer

You won’t be keeping yourself quiet or small for long! This month you are confidently showing off whatever it is you’ve been holding back, and you’re hoping for support, hoping others are rooting for you as much as you’re rooting for yourself. Are they…I’m not sure, I don’t actually see anyone here, or their responses. If you have a new lover, you’re proudly displaying them. If you have a new hobby, you’re going ALL IN, your new obsession over dirt bikes will lead you to buy one or more of them, and set up a trip or five in order to act on this new obsession of yours. You could be redecorating a home, or traveling somewhere you’ve always wanted to go, maybe even bringing back art or souvenirs to decorate the home with. You’re either feeling attractive (especially with all the effort you’ve put into health), or you’re with someone new that you are just drooling over, they’re hot 🤤 If single you could be traveling with the hopes of finding some hot Brazilian lover or an affair to remember, there’s an EatPrayLove vibe about you that’s #goals fr. Single goals. You or someone else could be gifting each other something in the realm of your new obsession, showing at least one person supports this. I can’t tell about family, either they’re the ones that do or definitely don’t, it depends on what role you have been playing vs. this confident & excitable you. 9 Pentacles shows you being unbothered regardless, your main goal right now is living your life, and you’re enjoying every second of it! Some of you could be side hustling with feet pics or sumsum of that work, and you feel great about it, so does your bank account. If you’ve got it, flaunt it! I can see where family might be an issue there though.

April: 9 Cups & 9 Pentacles

Oracles: Seduction & Submission

Zodiac Signs: Gemini, Virgo & Pisces Venus/Jupiter

Someone is definitely into sex work, or paying for it possibly. 9 Pentacles flexes their cash on extravagance, especially with 9 Cups. Everything here screams sex, possibly with multiple people or having some kind of double life with this…at the bottom is the ex, the baby mama/daddy, the one not really knowing what’s going on while you’re over here living the high life. Not that they need to know, your energy feels 100% single, 9’s are single. The bottom of the deck can show you need more sleep, need to take a break, or this may be that vacation/travel I saw earlier in the reading, coming to fruition. Someone is going to sweep you off of your feet and you’re not going to stop them, financially you’re doing just fine and then some, this is a high that’s going to be hard to come back down from. Up all night, over and over again in every room of the wherever you are, romance, passion 💋, and no care or forethought with money. You’re willing to spend it all without a second glance.

May: 6 Wands rev & Knight of Swords

Oracles: Patience

Zodiac Signs: Leo, Virgo Jupiter

The comedown, the release, the reality check. Welcome back to earth or home etc. You’re not gonna like it here 😆 I don’t see craziness or too much chaos, but I do see conflict, possibly regarding an ex spouse and any children involved. Maybe you don’t talk to them or miss your days. You don’t pay attention or communicate something necessary. I get the intention being to just be patient, reunite, and wait for someone to get over it. If this is work, I don’t think you’re telling anyone about your sexual exploits or adventures (or you’re leaving that part out). No one you know really well, no one with some deeply ingrained version of you in their head. Like your parents. If only they knew! You’re trying to act morally above board, follow protocol, fit in with the narrative of whoever surrounds you. Responsible, old fashioned, logical. Not that you’re not those things, it’s just more of a mask you’re trying to wear until you can get back to your real life. Fun, passion, joy…and smut 💋 In some way you may be trying to come forward with some truth, but it’s sugar coated for others to swallow easier than if you just laid it all out there. You’re not trying to create conflict. For many it’s just “back to work”, back to real life, your ego & high are deflating like a balloon, while simultaneously getting shit done - you’re reliable like that.

June: The Hanged Man & Page of Swords

Oracles: Speculation & Charity

Zodiac Signs: Heavy Cancer Sun/Saturn/Jupiter

Your perspective may change on the very thing that had you feeling over the moon in March/April. It’s all becoming a burden, a heavy weight, more responsibility to carry. Some of you are managing two different careers, lovers, lives, and it’s getting hard to maintain. If there’s a lover, I assume they live at a distance, because distance between you is what you’re kinda pissy about at the bottom of the deck. You wonder if someone is giving this as much as you are, emotionally, in your brain space, etc. Are they genuine? If you have an online sex business going on, the watching is the burden, could be specific requests or things people say, you’re starting to get uncomfortable and feeling defensive like you could be being degraded or something (people are into that idk), and you’re like wait a minute…no. Any job that’s commission based or based on the public giving you money, tips, sales, etc., it’s becoming more of an issue than a blessing. You could put more energy into researching marketing ploys or different ways of advertising. It could just be someone says something that really gets you in your head, and you start questioning everything. That’s not a bad energy. All of the Cancer placements going on here could point towards children, the home, the family, certain responsibilities and expectations of you, it could just be that weighing you down. Keeping you from traveling, travel keeps showing up as something you really enjoy, but you may need more money. Side note: there could be people of a specific race or from a particular country that are bothering you somehow, I’m not getting hate or anything from you. Like if you have a TikTok you could be obsessed over in idk Russia but in a degrading way, or you’re a meme now, it’s that vibe. Or there are just less people overall, less attention, less spark, but why? If you’re trying to keep something quiet, it’s hard for you to do, you could feel like you’re interacting with your life from the outside, and not even being authentic to yourself.

July: 2 Pentacles & Wheel of Fortune

Oracles: Concentration

Zodiac Signs: Sagittarius & Gemini Saturn

Opposite signs, you’re living opposite lives or it feels that way. Could just be your fantasy vs reality, what you want vs what you have to do, it’s a reoccurring theme throughout the year. Could be because you don’t say anything. 2 Pentacles is constantly going back and forth between two issues, two people, weighing pros and cons, unsure what to do. This can also show you being extremely busy and kinda scatterbrained, you don’t even have time for yourself much less anyone else right now. If there is a family involved, you worry about consequences, judgement, confrontation, karma. You worry about being alone. All of this is going on inside of you, you could be very introspective around this time, slapping on a smile for friends, family and coworkers but really just trying to be patient, trying to work through whatever you’re needing to work through before you get what you want - The Star ⭐️ Or you deeply believe you’re on the right path, even if it’s hard right now. You could have too much going on right now, and also don’t want to “bother” anyone, or make anyone upset. You’re also easily distracted and will have to continue pulling your nose back to the grindstone, being too chatty or distracting with friends or coworkers could get you in trouble.

August: Page of Pentacles, 6 Cups, The Star

Oracles: Innovation

Zodiac Signs: Virgo & Aquarius Sun/Jupiter

Beautiful energy, very progressive, thoughtful, intelligent, and forward thinking. This seems to be a very healing conversation you’re having with someone close to you, formerly close to you, could be the ex spouse, an old friend, a sibling, etc. Some sort of group dynamic in your life is getting fresh life blown into it, you could find yourself being very nostalgic, while simultaneously seeing how far you’ve come from the days when you didn’t know xyz. You could have big plans to change something in your family or friend group - for the better. Maybe you’re coaching a kids team or volunteering to be a Girl/Boy Scout leader, doesn’t even have to be that big, but whatever it is falls under “visionary”, healing, and positive. Work may be the same way, you could have a conversation with a supervisor about a vision you see for something that you think would make things a lot better - and you’re probably right. Collaboration is going to work very well for you this month, you are someone that’s very giving to the whole of some group, team, could be charities, but you’re giving a lot of yourself and it’s definitely being appreciated. If you’re involved with some spicy lover 🌶️ they could be a Twin, could live enough of a distance away that you can’t see them often (Brazil? I heard that) and you’re planning for the day where you can. You’re committed to whatever you’re doing and taking it very seriously.

September: Page of Cups & 7 Swords

Oracles: Quarrel

Zodiac Signs: Leo & Cancer Mars

This Queen of Pentacles clarifying keeps coming out as the old person, the spouse, the friend you’re making up with, the ex. They’re the ones you’re having a deep healing conversation or experience with, and then this month they find out what you’ve been hiding? There’s a big fight, you’re defending your position on the matter, they’re angry with you for whatever it is you’ve done. Being happy? Moving on? Keeping something to yourself if nothing else, they might have been under the impression there would be a reunion or a rekindling and then find out the truth that you’re not even on that page with them. This could be showing you’re being kinda sneaky and strategic with your money, maybe because an ex is still on your case or you owe them and aren’t paying? Queen of Pentacles can be a single parent, that can be you too, if the other parent isn’t trying, or did a lot last month and then disappeared altogether, there will be an argument where someone is called out and things are brought to awareness. You or they have waited on the other person for who knows how long, and meanwhile they’re operating in the shadows for themselves. Someone may be defending a lie or shady behavior because of the shock value, could be your work too, or someone you work with, a highly charged emotional reaction is here.

October: Knight of Wands & Ace of Pentacles

Oracles: Bluff

Zodiac Signs: Sagittarius & Gemini Jupiter

Jupiter will actually be in Gemini by this time, and that may be beneficial for your career & finances - however, this oracle is about bluffing, tricks, persuasiveness, someone is very convincing. Could be you, lying like a rug, and it’s about money if it is. You may be trying to hide side money made however you do it, so you don’t have to pay the ex more? Child support, more alimony, more whatever it is. Straddling the line of illegal. For some it’s someone else, rushing in all excited with a new opportunity, maybe even a job. This is a warning to not take less than you deserve and not fall for pie in the sky ideals, you have the ability to see a spade as a spade and you should wait for proof or some tangible thing, a contract, a ring, a signed something that shows you this is legitimate. For most, it’s not. If you find something amazing you spontaneously want to buy, this is showing it’s fake, but there is one much better if you save some more money. Be smart with purchases 💯

November: Page of Wands rev, Knight of Pentacles & 5 Pentscles

Oracles: Companionship

Zodiac Signs: Taurus, Sagittarius, Virgo, Heavy Libra Sun & Moon

Either you’re coming off as immature or someone else is, could be a whole group of them in the family or work. I keep hearing “you’ve lost your sense”, this could be a slip up, not paying attention, something gets lost, damaged, forgotten, brushed aside, and it’s deeply hurtful. You could just forget, or last minute cancel on someone because work has you swamped, maybe you’re claiming to not have enough or you can’t spend on xyz. People are waiting for you and you’re doing the right thing, working, taking your time, being patient, but whoever is against you doesn’t care. If you’ve had a flirty things going on this year, this could be the month that ends, because of distance, jobs, family. Maybe you were planning on relocating across the world because why not, but your kids are here, so is your job, and your parents, it’s like stability and legacy keeps you tied to something you’re not even fully with but is it enough? No. 3 Swords may be outside yourself as well, this distant lover may move on to someone else and you’ve waited all this time, you’re hurt. Your career may have done something one way for the longest time, but now they’re being more unreliable and not showing up for you like they were, cutting hours, cutting benefits, money is lacking. It could simply be a lack of money that keeps you from traveling, seeing someone, reuniting with people - maybe for the holidays. Or that’s others towards you. You could find out you have to work or be on call and there’s nothing you can do about it.

December: The World rev, 5 Swords rev, Knight of Cups rev

Oracles: Versatility

Zodiac Signs: Aquarius & Gemini

It looks like you’re trying to fix whatever went wrong in November, trying to heal, apologize, make up for some lack that happened before - maybe just your lack of presence. If the problem wasn’t you, then you’re probably forgiving whatever the situation was in the first place. Worry is attached to a particular outcome happening the way *we* want it to, and here it’s being shown as “delusional” or Knight of Cups rev, not realistic, not seeing the truth of a situation but hoping for some sweeping romance or change that’s not going to happen because xyz. Family. Life. Work. Money. And maybe it’s just right now, but you’re coming around to seeing things the way they need to be seen, or you will. Everything in divine timing, rejection is just redirection, you never know what disaster you’re actually avoiding by being pulled in another direction. Versatility calls for being flexible and air calls for detachment from any particular outcome, just go with the flow and enjoy whatever it is - while it lasts. At the bottom of the deck is doing the right thing, working hard, being morally correct and standing by some code of ethics, beliefs or standards in order to keep the peace, go with the flow, maintain happiness, or to be an example - whether at work or home. 4:44 on the clock as I finish this reading, 4’s are about home, stability, solid relationships, structure, boundaries, commitment and celebration. That’s a great ending to a year.

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The oracle has spoken and whispered the words "Manifest" that appear on this card!" Jester @piratebento holds up a card with a with a bison's skull to Scanlan. "Now is the time where your manifestation is most potent- Oh, kind of like your seed, I bet- Now is the time if there's something you want you need to really take the time and manifest it clearly in your head and it will come true."

𝄇𝄋𝄋𝄆 < ❝Sick! So I just have to really sit with my desires and picture them clearly and they'll happen? One-of-every-kind boink fest, here I come--❞

Scanlan holds up the card like he'd won a prize, or is showcasing a very particular fictional cub. He then croons towards Jester and waggles his eyebrows.

𝄇𝄋𝄋𝄆 < ❝Wanna be the first in line?❞

#climatact {jester}#DO YOU SPICE? ; scanlan shorthalt #//hey guess what i found

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kimerawrt · 3 months ago

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Zelda: oracle of ages

old again and in 2D

epona in the intro yay! triforce teleport link and tell u to accept their quest, of course they no give u option to say no

u help nurse of zelda and go find a singer, find the singer, apparently a great evil is coming and u were sent to help

nurse was possessed by shadow witch, then possess singer thats the oracle, witch use power of oracle to travel to time and make age of darkness

nurse wake up and gives u sword, u go to maku tree but before it can help u it disappear cause something happen in past, go to time portal and go to past

possessed oracle convince queen to make tower and attack tree, save tree, what?!?! the tree said they gonna be ur bride?! what?!, go back to present and tree remember she say she marry u hahahahaa!

tree tell u nee essence of time so she get memories back andd help u

go to the graveyard dungeon, get essence, tree tell u to go forest, lift a rock and destroy a cave by accident, gotta go to oracle house to see what can u do

find harp of ages, message from oracle (is that an hologram?) tell u can time travel with harp and teach u song to do that, so u go to past to enter cave

go past get mystery seed while buying shield for 10 rps, get out and soldier takes u to castle cause u got seeds, they take u to meet the queen, give seeds to queen, apparently oracle been looking for them, they give u bombs as reward

u leave and possessed oracle appear, tell queen she will make endless day so people work without rest in tower, then queen go down in history, queen like that and say old and young will work

that is such a toxic work environment

now with bomb u can get to cave, get another essence, tree tell u to go to the sea, u help a dude build his raft, but u need map, tingle is there selling maps and living his fairy life

get into raft and go sea, storm comes and raft destroy, u end in island with lizard people that loot all ur things, u have to find lizards to get ur things back, u also have to trade ur things for ur other things, tho u gotta get mystery seeds to buy the things without trade

go to past and go dungeon there, get essence, vision that tower will be completed soon, tree tell u to go to mountains

save a red lizard from being eaten by the lizard people and leave island with its help, go back to present, get workers to fix a bridge

enter mountain/volcano zone, go past and they tell u tower unbalancing things so volcano appear, to restore balance u gotta fix a nut, for that u have to give nut to old man to make ritual to fix

but fixed and put in altar calm volcano and u can continue to other dungeon, oh fire bats!

grappling hook my beloved! tho is called switch hook

get essence, tree tell u to go to house of oracle

go to goron place, save them from dude that hoarded bomb flowers, gorons thank and tell of legend of boy helping their leader and give u bomb flower, go to past and give bomb to gorons to save leader from giant boulder, leader fine and give u key to go dungeon

oh the zoomies depend on where u put the feather apparently

get essenece and tree tell u to go to ridge

boomerang my beloved!

dance with some gorons and become their bro, go back to present and show bro badge so u can get to ridge, dungeon behind waterfall

get essence, tree tell u queen left castle and to go save oracle, go to castle, get to oracle and fight possessed with sleep seeds and pull out witch with hook (my beloved!)

u win but then witch posses queen, oracle take u all back to present and fix problems but u not done, have to fight queen

help king of zoras cause he sick for bad waters, go to library and get fairy dust to decurse a fairy, she in thank clean waters, now u go inside jabu jabu

get essence, then cultist? say tower finished and possessed queen spread darkness

go to dungeon in lizard people island after gaining magic eye from pirate ship, oh the ice floor is there!

get last essence, tree say u gotta go to her to help u, u go, get maku seed, but then twin witches appear

time travel past and go to tower, reach possessed queen and fight, same strategy with oracle, shadow which leaves queen, after queen leaves, witch reveal true form and fight

u win and try to leave but hand takes u away, which reveal final final form and fight, varies between queen bee, crab, spider, u win and leave tower, time fixes, u return to ur own time, tho twin witches will wait

also queen made statue of link the hero so in future is with tree, so she get to have statue of her husband haha!

gonna watch all legend of zelda gamaplays, dont know why i just want to

made a list and its like 170 hours of videos

i might be insane

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somehow-progressing · 4 years ago

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WTNV 182 / 132 Connection

So this isn't the first time Cecil's mother and trees have been connected.

In 132, exactly fifty episodes previously, her bedtime story was about a boy who turned into a tree.

I reviewed this episode to look for connections and..

Oh, boy.

So, first off, the boy's interest in science obviously reminded me of Carlos, right? But then the similarities stop there.

And start leading towards Cecil.

(The rest under the cut)

We now know that there was a time where Cecil's father was in the picture, although it may have been when Cecil was very, very young. The family dynamic in 132's story matches his exactly: a mother, a father, a sister, the youngest son.

My first thought was, "Well, this can't be a parallel to Cecil's family. They're far too loving, which doesn't match up with what we know of Cecil's mother at all." But then I looked closer.

The boy's parents are verbally insistent that they love him, to the point where it comes off as "I'm your parent so I have to love you, it's my job to do everything for you." Putting pressure, and a sense of guilt, on the child while never actually living up to their word.

"He knew he would never need his father to give his life for him. He just wanted his father to show concern for his health. He knew he would never need his mother to give away all of her belongings for him. He just wanted his mother to show interest in his curiosity." - 132, Bedtime Story

His parent's love is very idealistic, while not being one that they actually show or.. Possibly, feel. They don't show concern for his health, or value his interests. He's their son, but he's not anything more.

"My mom seems really proud of me too! She hid from me for three days! Like, the longest ever! And she’s covered all the mirrors in my house. I’m not sure why, but I think it must be because of pride. Being proud does all sorts of things… to a… um… to a person." - 33, Cassettes

Cecil's own experiences parallel this. He interprets her love through ideals, to fill the void of it in actuality. When you're a child, you think that a parent is supposed to be loving. They're supposed to care. When they don't, or they leave you alone in your house, or they ignore you, or they tell you not to cry after you've been injured because "you don't even exist," your brain doesn't know how to process it. Like he did with his memory loss in 182, Cecil tries to rationalize it. Mother abandoned me because she's proud, because she cares about me- because she's my mother and she has to.

The boy's relationship with his sister parallels Cecil's as well.

"His sister would tell him, “I hate you, brother.” But their parents would instruct her to be nice and so she would say sarcastically, “I love you, brother. I would climb the tallest mountain for you." - 132, Bedtime Story

"He knew his sister really loved him. He knew he would never need his sister to climb a mountain for him. He just wanted his sister to believe him that mountains were real." - 132, Bedtime Story

As mentioned in Ghost Stories, Cecil has had a very difficult relationship with his sister.

"See, my mother disappeared when I was only 14. Abby had just started school, but she had to drop out to return home and raise me, and I thought that Mom would be back at any moment, like maybe she was away on business. Our out for a walk. Or just hiding.

But Mom did not come back, not for my entire childhood. And I was petulant and subversive, and Abby was reserved and controlling and she blamed me for having dropped out of school and I blamed her for just… not being Mom.

But in our adulthood, my mother did return home, sick and sorry to two children who barely spoke to each other in the morning." - Ghost Stories

Which would match up with the sister's animosity with him.

The difference here is that, out of the entire family, the boy knows that his sister actually loves him. And in Cecil's life, his sister is the only one he has made amends with. No matter how she treated him in the past, they are part of the same family once again. (As of 182, at least.)

Here, a direct parallel to Cecil is established. This boy's life mirrors his own.

Now, here's where it gets interesting.

Just as Cecil enters the tree, the boy is transformed into one

"He spent a lot of time in those next several months watching his family, their grief at his loss. His parents’ happiness at his sister’s education." - 132, Bedtime Story

There has been a lot of theorizing that Cecil's mother may have been covering the mirrors and leaving flowers because she was mourning Cecil, and not just his father.

"What was it your mother said before she left home when you were a teenager? Did she tell you she was an oracle?" - 171, Go to The Mirror?

It's entirely possible that Cecil's mother knew what would happen after she left, or had enough of an idea to subconsciously work it into a bedtime story.

It's possible that this is a glimpse of a timeline where Cecil really didn't survive entering the tree. His parents mourn, and his sister is allowed to pursue the education she wanted. (Which, in all honesty, a pretty cruel burden to place on Cecil's shoulders. It's not his fault that their mother disappeared, leaving Abby to take care of him.)

Next, we watch the boy slowly lose his humanity as his awareness widens outside of himself.

"Time slowed for him, and his knowledge grew so vast and so expansive, human triumphs and pains became only a small sliver of his interest. There were much larger systems to comprehend than humanity." - 132, Bedtime Story

Cecil is canonically one of the people in Night Vale that time slowed down for. Like Earl, he has been stuck at a certain age for a long, long time.

"He had forgotten what he used to be." - 132, Bedtime Story

Cecil has canonically lost large parts of his past. He no longer remembers them.

"Later that spring, the woman and the man and the child brought a picnic and some games, and the tree was happy, but could not comprehend why. Nor did the tree intend to. The tree was simply happy, and this was a feeling that existed. Years later, the family wore black again and cried. And the tree felt sad, but it did not connect this feeling to any kind of narrative. It was simply sad, and this was a feeling that existed." - 132, Bedtime Story

The boy tree is becoming incredibly distanced from his family. (A woman, man, and child, just like Abby, Steve, and Janice.)

"You know, Cecil and I first met at one of these things. Seems like we should have met earlier than that. I had dated his sister for a while. But Cecil’s busy, he- he serves his community. He really gives himself to his community. Who do you live for, you know? Who do you give yourself to? Those are questions we should all be asking ourselves." - Steve in 100, Toast

Steve confirmed that Cecil was distant from his family and the people around him before Carlos came along, burying himself in his job.

And then an angel cuts down the tree.

"Over a few days, the tree and the fruits and the separated stump died. But the tree retained everything. As its body was planted into boards, as its twigs were ground into mulch, the tree felt the knowledge of each seed it had planted across the valley, each creature it had nourished with its fruits, and each piece of lumber built into a home for generations of humans to come.

The tree felt its branches burned in a fireplace, and it rose up as smoke and dissipated into carbon across the sky, coming down in trillions of molecules to build more soil, more trees, more creatures. The boy could truly learn everything now, cell by cell." - 132, Bedtime Story

Cecil has given himself to his community. This boy, this tree, has been divided and used up as a resource, to serve the community in which he lived. Not to mention the fact that Cassettes Cecil died before becoming the Voice, like this boy/tree was cut down before he could serve/understand his community.

"Cecil, sweet Cecil. Whose life lies directly on the fault lines of this broken reality." - Huntokar in 109, Huntokar

Patching together:

- this quote from Huntokar that gives off the impression of Cecil as the glue keeping the fractures together, and

- the way that Leonard Burton, a deceased Voice, is brought back the moment that Cecil left town, filling the vacant spot, and

- the way that Night Vale fell apart when its citizens rejected their reality, and began to be patched back together along with the narration of their Voice

It all leads to:

The Voice of Night Vale is a significant, needed position.

It’s possible that he holds the fractured town together, in a way, his words reminding the citizens to keep their will and hold onto what is in front of them. (In the case that the cold light is the Smiling God, this gives it a motive. If it takes out Cecil, the town is left vulnerable for it to devour.)

Just like the tree, Cecil is used by his town.

His mother knew that he would become the Voice one day- it was prophesized. That’s the reason he was given the tape recorder, that’s the reason she told this story.

We still don’t know what was in the book in the table.

Then, this very interesting quote from 182:

“I’ve been in this job for a long time. Probably longer than I’ve been alive. I mean: you’ve been alive.”

He says the truth for a moment, then backs up because that doesn’t make sense to him. Coupled the way his mother’s story parallels Cecil’s, with boy becoming the tree, becoming a resource that serves the town and seeing all of it (similar to how Cecil knows what’s happening in the town and what its citizens are thinking without leaving his studio. See: every traffic report and episodes likes A Story About Them.) and Cecil mentioning the odd nature of his job in 182..

I think we’re about to learn exactly what it means to be the Voice.

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bibliocratic · 4 years ago

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I come bearing a sort-of fic idea! (Only if you feel inspired to use it, of course 😊) Back in ep 101, Martin figures out that/where the Stranger has taken Jon, and goes all BAMF to save him, using either Web powers or his developing Backup Archivist powers to do it. (Dealer's choice) Some of that sweet sweet emotional h/c...

Dearest anon, this fic has been so long in the writing, and it’s only distantly related to what you asked for. Hope you like it regardless. :)

Set in an S3 AU, implied JonMartin. Tim-centric.

Content warnings for strongly implied graphic violence, canonical S3 captivity and imprisonment, hospitals and hospitalisation. Rated T for language and implied violence

Jon’s skittering, sprawl-legged slam against the archive door startles Tim from the shadowed walkways of his reveries.

The tilted legs of his chair thump back in a slap to the floor. Almost physically wrenched into the now, there’s a snapback to Tim’s spine, a vice-clench knot tightening in his jaw. His mood cranking up from frosty to furious.

“The fuck?” he barks at the intrusion. His snarling primed with teeth, his temper clawed to rend. He’s up and standing, whereas Jon’s practically handing off the door handle, the impact of his arrival almost knocking his legs out like ten pins from under him. An ugly, airless heaving of his chest. His eyes bloodshot, wild. In the weeks since Tim saw him, his hair has grown out unwashed and limp. His skin shimmering wrong in the light in a way that’s oddly greasy.

He’s a shattering mannequin of a man tending to ruin but Tim’s long pared down his own capacity for compassion. He loads up his questions in their chambers, and he knows where to place emphasis, where to press at the bruising, the soft-tissue targets; where the hell have you been, oh wait, don’t fucking bother, why would you even tell us anything anyway huh, because you don’t even trust us. So why the bloody hell should we care where you go galivanting off to for weeks without a word, fine by us, just fucking peachy.

“Martin,” Jon rasps out finally. His words floundering beached in his mouth, and Tim has never seen this particular mania, this bruise-sick shade of pathetic desperation. “T-tim, please, help, please, god, i-i-it’s Martin.”

Jon’s spasming, quivering hands are staining brown with blood.

“He wouldn’t have just left! Not – not like – like this!”

“You mean without saying anything. Not sharing with the class. I dunno, Martin, sounds exactly like something he’d have done. Classic Jon.”

“I’m telling you, something’s wrong!”

“Ha – everything’s wrong. Narrow it down.”

“You know what I mean! Something’s… He should be here, is all I’m saying, and Elias, well he’s useless but he – he knows something, I’m sure of it. We have to do something.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know! Find him!”

“Maybe he doesn’t want to be found. Huh, what about that? Maybe he’s finally managed to fuck off and leave here, legged it and left the rest of us to rot.”

“You don’t mean that.”

“I do.”

“We should – ”

“No. No, listen, Martin. This isn’t a team sport. Jon made his choice to go this alone. If he’s gone off somewhere, then that’s on him. There’s no ‘we’.”

“There used to be.”

Martin didn’t come in for work, and Tim assumed he’d left. Just like Jon.

He’d stewed in that betrayal, pacing lupine and furious, bricking up the walls of himself with his self-righteous anger. Because he’d been right, hadn’t he, he’d been vindicated in his bitterness, because of course Martin had left scurrying after Jon, of course there was never any loyalty to Tim despite his pretensions to their friendship. Of course, Martin hadn’t fucking stayed, and Tim was glad he was gone, free of his nagging and needling and whining.

Tim was acquitted in all his furies, every one of his poisonous doubts. The rose-thorns of his betrayals tore deeper, and he let the wounds fester.

Elias arrives in the aftermath.

Jon collapsed not too long ago. Shock and dehydration and whatever the hell happened to him threaded through him like blood poisoning. He’d babbled to the ambulance crews, his tongue a senseless oracle of clowns and skin and blood. They’d given him a shock blanket, the foil treating the light around them erratically, but he kept shaking it off and trying to stand, dressed in grubby boxers, an overlong coat, the fabric worn to grey at the pockets and stretched to billowing at the chest, clearly belonging to Martin.

It was hard for Tim to hate him like that, even as he’d barked at Jon to stay down. Jon’s face a theatre mask of ghoulish blood, begging the paramedics to help Martin, manic and spiralling.

The old bastard had had a heart after all.

There’s a bank of chairs outside the part of the ward where they’re keeping Jon. He’s pin-cushioned with IV’s, a set of machines monitoring his vitals. He wakes fitfully, and every waking is a pitiful confusion before he sinks back under.

Martin’s still in surgery.

Elias, deigning to leave his ivory tower, his face formed in an impeccable replica of concern. He wants to speak to Jon. To have, as he put it, ‘a private word’. He talks a precisely ordered stream of bullshit in his infuriatingly reasonable tone, about all this being such a terrible tragedy, such a blow to their little family, if only they’d known. Poor Martin, of course, what a horrible ordeal, we’ll naturally help him with recovery, cover any time off, no expense considered.

Tim watches his mouth move, and knows in his gut that Elias could have stopped all this.

That he chose not to.

Elias doesn’t get within a hundred feet of Jon. Tim makes sure of it.

Jon does not speak for days. Delirious and distraught. Martin’s condition worsens, then stabilises, then lingers at critical. There are several more operations, and Tim does not know what they are doing, only that they are reforming a heap of blood and bone back into a person.

Tim wants to know what happened. Where Jon went, where Martin found him, who he needs to hate.

Tim learns to temper his frustration, the desire for knowing that curls at the bottom of his stomach. It is not a natural wanting, and it’s a spiteful, gleeful action, to deny that rot within him.

“Tim?”

“Stay still, boss,” Tim says. “You’ll pull everything out.”

Jon doesn’t say anything more for a long while. Tim shifts uneasy on the chair provided, thinking, hoping that Jon might have sunk back into sleep, when:

“Martin? Is he…?”

Jon turns his head to look at him. His eyes wide, beseeching, wet with fear. Wanting Tim to make this all ok.

Jon’s eyes in this light are a lot like Danny’s. Tim sucks back a hard breath, and doesn’t meet his gaze, and he knows that only distresses Jon further, who will take the avoidance as a death knell, as a punishment he is expecting to have earned.

“He’s alive, boss,” Tim says eventually. The words hard won. “He’s… he’ll be alright.”

That could be a lie. He doesn’t know much these days.

“Th-there was a room,” Jon stammers one day. He’s sat up, pillows stuffed behind his back. Tim’s bought him an apple juice carton like you buy for children, and he hasn’t touched it, even to push the plastic straw through the top.

His fingers at his lap twist, twist, twist.

“It must have been a … a factory floor, or something. One of those old textile mills or something, up near Manchester. It used to have those big machines for spinning cotton, there were big, discoloured spaces on the boards where they would have sat. There were columns, load-bearing, every fifty feet or so, and t-the chair that they – they had me tied to was anchored against one of those s-so it didn’t – so I couldn’t move it, or knock it over. I-I don’t know how long I was… I.” Jon stops, out of breath. “I don’t even know the date.”

Tim tells him. Jon blinks, and murmurs ‘oh’ like it’s not what he was expecting. His hands are shaking. Tim should reach out, shouldn’t he, it should not be this difficult to provide comfort.

His hands have forgotten how easily reassurance used to come to him.

“Th-they didn’t, they didn’t hurt me. Not, well, not exactly, I-I-I mean, it wasn’t – they wanted me unharmed.” Jon’s voice has crept small and crouched, words tuck under his tongue. “They were waiting. For the right time. They were going to t-take my, um, my skin. For their – for the ritual.”

“Christ.” Tim hisses out, because that is fucked, this whole thing is fucked. How the hell is this the way their lives have turned.

Only Jon’s fingers, his restless hands make noise for the next minute.

“I don’t know how Martin found me,” Jon says.

Tim has a creeping suspicion. It’s the same thing that helps Tim spits out exactly the right seeds to allow hurt to take root. What told Martin that there was something wrong. He could call it intuition, but that’s not how their world works.

Gifts, of a sort. For their faithful service at the temple of their all-seeing god.

“He tried to get me out. Snuck in somehow, cut the ropes with this – huh, this battered old kitchen knife. But I couldn’t… they’d had me tied to the chair for so long that standing up was… I couldn’t walk, and it’s my fault, he was half-carrying me but – I slowed him down, a-and then Nikola came back. And I couldn’t do, I couldn’t do anything, there’s never anything I can do, and they pulled me away and I. I tried, Tim, I-I tried, and I wasn’t… please, Tim, you’ve got to believe I tried to stop them.”

Jon’s fingers are moving to fist in his hair, yanking, tugging, his spine moving to fold himself over.

“Stop,” Tim says sharply. Trying to loosen Jon’s clenched hold.

“I tried, I tried – everything, I offered them anything they wanted, and they just kept – I-I-I tried, Tim.”

“I know,” Tim replies. Quieter. Softer. Separating Jon’s hands from his hair, pressing them back down to his lap, his burnt one held over the other pocked with worm scars. Tim doesn’t move his own away from the fragile tower they’ve made. “I – I know, Jon.”

“Martin – there was more of them. It was easy for them, to hurt him until he stopped struggling. They didn’t tie him up, they knew they didn’t need to. A-and Nikola, she was… she s-s-smiled as they pushed him over onto his back. She – she kept smiling. And she said they didn’t need the two of us. That they could have a bit of fun, a bit of – ” Jon’s voice chokes horrified. “A bit of practise. And wouldn’t I like that. To watch. To give the Eye something to look at.”

Jon crumples into tears then. In on himself like a disintegrating star. Tim feels cold and distant for a moment as he watches this shipwreck as though through the porthole of another boat. Listening to Jon’s hitching sobbing from elsewhere.

The rage is burning off him to reveal something plain and hideous in its humanity, and Tim hates it.

Jon falls apart, and Tim stays.

“You know your Archivist killed them all? He’s got a bit of a temper on him after all. Must be all that repression.”

The newest form of the Distortion still smiles like a headache. Her fingers curve corkscrewing. Tim, who is trying to get a Snickers from the vending machine two wards along from Jon, whips his head around to glower at the unwelcome visitor.

“What do you want?”

The Distortion, who has previously called themselves Michael, and is now still Michael but not entirely, whose face has refracted into a different form – there’s been a sort of change in management, if you like, except, well, that’s not really it at all, but do feel free to call me Helen.

“I was hoping for a teeny bit of gratitude. I was the gallant rescue, after that assistant of yours blundered in and made such a pig’s ear of it.”

Tim snarls. The Distortion’s expression wavers displeased.

“Ooh, touchy, alright. Calm down, firecracker. I bought them both back breathing for you. Your Archivist would be still strapped to a chair in Stockport if it wasn’t for me, to say nothing of that woebegone assistant. Blood all over my carpets.”

Tim ignores her. The glint in her eyes suggests she’s disappointed not to have riled him up.

“What now then?”

“Well, you won’t have to worry about the Circus for a while! Dear Jonathan’s seen to that quite splendidly. Knew he had it in him. Although, I suspect, even he didn’t know he could. The Circus was always good at pushing too far.”

“And you. What about you?”

The Distortion’s smile reflects a hundred alternatives.

“Oh, I’m just waiting to see what happens next.”

Tim’s thoughts have been straying to Danny a lot. Naturally, all things considered, his trauma’s head reared high and made horrifically manifest.

Jon is not like Danny was, too stiff and self-conscious in his own bones. But Danny’s skin had been lit up with that same live-wire intensity that last night, smeared in shadows and exhaustion and tears that shone foreign on his cheeks. Tim had not recognised the crying, silent, shaking stranger in his room, just as he barely recognises Jon.

Watching him finally fall apart holds no victory for any of them.

Martin is not like Danny was. Taller, for one, wound-up over tight in his own clockwork of fears. He’d be about Danny’s age though. Maybe.

Danny went back to the Covent Garden Theatre, alone, and the being that had then gone by the name of Joseph Grimaldi had torn off his skin as easily as wrapping paper.

Martin went alone. He didn’t ask Tim for help, because he knew Tim would have said no, and there’s an ashy shame coating his tongue, knowing it would have been true.

It’s powerlessness that’s snarled him up in barbed wire, toothless and immobile. Tim’s felt powerless for a long time. That is not going to stop.

But his anger hasn’t protected him. Hasn’t protected Jon. Certainly hasn’t protected Martin.

Jon is not in bed when Tim goes back during visiting hours. The nurse directs him to another ward, indicating in few words that this jaunt was neither encouraged nor advised, but the patient was not one to be dissuaded.

Sounds like Jon.

The man himself has dressed erratically in the spares Tim bought. A t-shirt that is divorced from his own style, the colouring drawing him over-sallow, the jeans too short and trailing above his ankle. He’s squashed himself into a chair, his back folded like a shepherd’s crook, his scatter-shot energy spent into exhaustion. His hand in Martin’s wrapped one.

Martin’s awake. The ministrations of the Circus left his face mostly alone, clear enough for tubing to be threaded into his nostrils and down his throat but the bandaging is extensive. Tim would have thought he’d be away with the fairies on morphine by now, and rightly so, but his jaw sets imperious when he sees Tim. He doesn’t let go of Jon’s hand.

“You doing alright there, Marto?” Tim asks. There is another chair nearby that’s been left by a visitor long gone, and he drags it over. Tim chooses to keep his voice low, chooses to squash the anger that sparks up in him at the violence done to Martin’s body.

“What does it look like?” Martin replies. Not snapping, no wisp of anger there, but there’s a pained whipcord strain to his response, a forced pace to his breathing.

“I thought they’d have you on the good stuff,” Tim says after a moment.

Martin gestures with imprecise movements at a remote off to his right, a grey blocky shape with buttons, hooked up to some sort of patient-controlled analgesia machine.

“You not taken any?”

Martin, as best as he can, shakes his head.

“Why?”

“I just don’t want to, alright?”

Tim doesn’t push. The silence between the two of them is protracted, uncomfortable, but Tim can stand to learn some patience.

Martin’s eyes are watery, clearly trying to push through the pain. Jon sleeps on.

“He won’t tell me,” Martin says. “But it’s bad. I know it’s bad. Right?”

“Yes.”

Martin deserves his honesty. Tim doesn’t know how long Martin suffered on that factory floor until Jon ripped the Circus’ sawdust out with his fury. Long enough for the bandages to coat his arms and legs and back like lacquer, changed multiple times a day to make sure the skin grafts take, and the stitching holds.

Tim should have been there. Like he should have been there for Danny.

“God, Martin,” he says, and he’s surprised to find his throat has clenched tight. “It’s… I’m so sorry.”

“What are you sorry for? I went and got myself…” Martin trails off, swallows with difficulty. “I did this, it was all, all me. Fat lot of good it did.”

“You don’t know that…” Tim starts, but Martin looks at him and he seethes without raising his voice.

“What good’s come out of this then? Go on, Tim, tell me. I’m a – I’m a mess, and what the fuck do I have to show for it. What the fuck have any of us gained from this? I just fucked up, and it – I thought I was going to die. And worse, I thought they mightn’t let me, that they might take what they left as scraps a-a-and – ” Martin’s jaw clacks shut as he pushes down his distress.

“You saved Jon.”

“I didn’t though. The bloody – the bloody door monster showed up and did that simply fine without my help!”

“You don’t know that. You don’t know what you changed. God, Martin, this whole, this entire thing is all so, it’s fucked, right, it’s…” Tim’s voice wobbles, cracks. “But you tried to do something. You tried to help. And I’m – I’m so sorry you did it alone.”

Martin doesn’t leap to forgiveness. But he nods and Tim puts his hand on the wrappings up his arm and he doesn’t move away.

“What now?” he asks after a moment.

“I don’t know.”

Martin closes his eyes.

“I’m tired,” he confesses. “I’m just so tired of all… all this.”

“We’ll think of something,” Tim says. Finding that he means it. It’s not a promise, but it’s as good as he’s able to offer these days. “You should take some of that morphine. It’ll… it’ll help.”

“It makes me feel out of it. Like, sluggish. And everything’s far away.”

“That means it’s working, Marto,” Tim says, trying for light-hearted, but Martin’s shaking his head, and the shivering is back in his hands. A wide and trembling glaze to his expression.

“If they come back…”

He doesn’t finish his sentence.

“I’ll stay,” Tim says. Pats Martin’s arm in a way he hopes conveys reassurance.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Martin nods. Tim helps him grasp the grey remote, push down the button. It’s not long before Martin’s drifted off.

Tim sits there for a long while, thinking about the future.

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aurabird · 4 years ago

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I'd give my heart, I'd give my soul (I'd turn it back, it's my fault)

Pix just wanted to get home, death by the void was the most painful way to go and he was sick of it, he was sick of seeing it be the only escape from the End by his fellow empires as well. If only he had stopped to listen then maybe things would have turned out differently.

At the end of the day, he felt nothing but guilt weighing heavily on his shoulders...

...and guilt is a weakness that can easily be exploited.

Tw: I think just mentions of blood & violence in this one.

Also on Ao3

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Pix could hear nothing but the sound of the sand under his feet as he trekked through the desert, solemn and emotionally exhausted. Guilt weighed heavily on his shoulders and while he hadn't been the one to land the killing blow on the enderdragon, he was responsible for spilling most of its blood. Gem...Fwhip...Scott, Shelby, Kathrine, Pearl...all of them had tried so hard to keep it alive for even a moment more.

He remembered the flashes of their deaths as Sausage blew the end crystals they were placing up with maniac glee and eyes red as blood, he remembered calling out their names as their bodies burst into magic and their items left behind. Yet he still fought on the wrong side of the battle...if only he'd stopped to listen, then maybe everything would have turned out differently.

The Copper King...no, he wasn't a king...he was a fool who just unleashed a great evil beyond even he, an oracle, had ever seen before.

He'd lost track of how many days he'd been walking, his mind too burdened to care anymore. But he could not die, not of hunger, not of thirst, not even of age. A pitiful existence awaited him, one rightfully deserved for his actions. No village pitied him, no wandering traders offered him wares, even the elements themselves were out to get him.

When Pix slept, he was never greeted with dreams, only nightmares of destruction and chaos, of corruption and pain, of corpses and blood...of the other Empires destroying each other in barbaric warfare.

If only he could turn it all back...undo his mistake.

His vision began to blur as the world around him started spin. Conscious thought was long gone by the time he collapsed into the cold sand.

Fwhip had him at sword point, a murderous glare in his eyes as blue met brown. "Why did you do it, Pix? All of this is your fault."

He tried to reply, but no words came out. He...he was sorry! He...he hadn't known!

Blood splattered on his face.

"Traitor!" Gem cried, amethyst crystals trapping his legs and preventing movement.

Kathrine, Pearl, and Shelby stood at her side, disappointment and disdain in their eyes. "What are we going to do with him Gem?" Pearl asked, her voice dark and full of malice.

"Toss him in the dungeon to rot. He doesn't deserve to see daylight."

Cold stone and chains greeted his every waking hour

Joel lay broken and motionless before him; his eyes dull and empty with death. Lizzie grieved over his body in anguish at the loss of her husband.

The second she noticed him, the Ocean Queen's eyes glowed blue with vengeance...with hatred..."YOU!" she snarled, "YOU DID THIS!"

Pix couldn't breathe as the whirlpool suffocated and drowned him.

Scott held him against the wall, a dagger against his neck. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you." the elf said, his voice cold and sharp.

Pix couldn't form words...he couldn't speak! He wanted to apologize for everything but couldn't! He was sorry! So, so, sor-

He never finished the thought as the blade slit his throat.

Jimmy trembled in fear, his body covered in new and old wounds. "Pix...why? I thought...I thought you were my ally and friend..."

'I still am!' he wanted to cry, but his voice wouldn't budge again as usual.

"You left us, Pix...you left us all to die..."

At that, Jimmy's quivering form fell limp and lifeless at his feet. When Pix dared to look up he saw them all, every ruler, even Sausage and Joey...dead...corrupted.

And it was all HIS FAULT!

He jolted awake, sweat dripping down his back as his vision slowly welcomed reality back. His heart was racing as he gasped for the cold air of the moon-lit desert. His body shook and it wasn't long before Pix realized his face was wet with tears...he was crying.

He shook his head to try and purge the nightmares from his mind, but failed. With a sigh, he got to his feet again and took off aimlessly once more, there was no going back to sleep for him now, not after that.

Then, the sky drew dark as thick clouds blocked out the moon and his vision went black once more. But it was not in the embrace of unconsciousness, he could still see a short distance ahead of himself...no, he was blinded...a blindness spell...

Pix already knew who it was. "What do you want?" he asked, voice full of exhaustion, "If you're here to kill me then make it quick."

Xornoth entered his view, "Quite the contrary, Copper King. It is not death I wish to bring you, it is release from your burden."

Pix gave a pained chuckle at the demon's words, "If you think thanking me for my help in killing the dragon and getting you to full power is going to make me feel even the slightest bit better, then you would be mistaken. My burden is rightfully deserved, my actions had consequences and now I have to live with them until they are undone."

"And yet instead of trying to undo them, you're out here alone in the desert, wasting away in your exile. You are powerless and unprotected, Copper King. Shunned and abandoned by those that once trusted you."

Blinded by darkness and distracted by the demon before him, Pix was unaware of the red tendrils that had begun coiling around his legs, preventing him from movement. "Tell me, Copper King. What will being out here accomplish for you? Do you think that if you're gone long enough that they will simply forget you existed? Question who the corrupted structures in the sands once belonged to and what they once were? Perhaps they were a once-proud empire that acted as an oasis, a place where life and death were worshiped. Perhaps a kingdom abandoned by its ruler and left to rot in corruption's wake."

Stop...

"Or perhaps you expect to return once they've all killed each other in true mortal fashion? Too afraid to face the punishments they'll give you for your role in killing the dragon like the traitor you are? The seeds of distrust are already there, all it'll take is influence to get them to grow."

Stop...

"And yet you miss them, don't you? Worry about them now that you cannot see their fates? The gullible Codfather and the lovers of land and sea. The chaotic tinkerer and the loyal wizard. The gentle farmer and the selfless fae. The naive gnome and the ignorant elf. Even the idiot king and the parrot hybrid...you worry how they are faring without you, if you could ever be forgiven by them"

Stop...

"But we both know that, even if you did return after this exile...by then who do you expect to be but a hollowed shell of yourself?"

"STOP! Please...just...stop..." Pix begged between sobs, "What do you want..."

Xornoth's grin grew wider as he used a claw to tilt the fallen ruler's head upwards to meet his gaze, "I want your loyalty, Copper King...and I'm not giving you a choice."

There was no time to respond before agony coursed through Pix's body, a scream tearing from his throat as he collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain. His eyes opened enough to see the pulsating red and purple webs snaking up his flesh, corruption searing into skin as it traveled.

He tried to fight it, he tried to resist the influence that had started clouding his mind...

...and he failed.

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ancientgreekwitch · 5 years ago

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Astragaloi

Astragaloi is a form of Ancient Greek divination using the knucklebones of a sheep. They can be real, or fake ones made from pottery, metal, or wood.

Numerical Value

The curved, small side is called “Chian.” It counts as a 1. The wide, convex side is called the “belly.” It counts as a 4. The wide concave, side is called the “back.” It counts as a 3. The flat small “S” shaped side counts as a 6.

Here is a visual to show you:

Throwing

The divination can be performed two ways. One way is to throw the same bone five times, using the first throw as the first number, the second as the second, and so on. Or, one could have five bones, and read them from left to right.

Interpretation

Each series of numbers has a name and an interpretation. They are as follows:

11111 - The Sky above Olympus: you will think well and find happiness in your work. But appease beauty (Aphrodite) and the messenger (Hermes).

11113 - Warlike Wisdom: By avoiding enmity and Animosity, you will reach your prize. The activity that you have in mind will turn out as you wish it.

41111 - Fate: Don’t do the business that you are engaged in; it will not turn out well. It will be difficult and impossible around someone who tires himself out. But if you go abroad for some time, no harm will come from it.

33111 - The Eagle: you will achieve your goal; do not fear.

61111 - The Largest Daimôn: It will be better to fulfill whatever vow you made to the daimôn, if you intend to perform what you ponder in your mind. You will be saved.

11143 - Caring Fortune: Do not do the business you are about to do.

33311 - Victory: you will win; you will take what you wish, and you will achieve everything; you will be honored, and you will overcome your enemies, the plan that you are about to realize will be according to your desire.

44111 - Joyful Victory: Do all your business because it will turn out well. The sick will be healed; and he who is in another country will return home.

41133 - Healing: A storm will come about your business, but it will turn out well; who is ill from his suffering will be freed, and safely home the one who is abroad will come.

11163 - Steering Fortune: Do not yet make haste to go; rather wait, if you set out to rush mindlessly, you will do great damage to yourself, but if you wait, blameless time will accomplish everything.

11164 - Beauty: Sail wherever you wish; you will return full of joy, for you have found and accomplished everything that you ponder in your mind; but pacify beauty (Aphrodite) and the messenger (Hermes).

13333 - Lightning’s Wisdom: you are fit for every business and ready for any undertaking. He who is ill will be saved.

33331 - The Seasons: the plan that you follow is not allowed, thus wait; it is terrible to walk into enmity, competition, and a trial.

13334 - The Sea: do not hasten to do business. Now is the wrong time.

61133 - The Daimôn: Do not project terrible things and think terrible thoughts. There will accrue no gain from it, and no reward will come from this path you are walking.

44411 - The Good Daimôn: you will be lead down a good path. You will return with rich fruit and an untroubled Fate.

13344 - The Savior, the Sky: Approach with courage the business that you set out to do; do it! You will win.

11166 - The Egyptian Sky: Undertake with courage the way you set out in your mind. you will accomplish whatever your mind tells you.

33333 - Fortune the Savior: The woman who has given birth to a child, had both breasts dry, but then she again flourished and has milk in abundance. Then you too will reap the fruits about which you ask.

43611 - The King of Hosts and Guests: Do not make haste with the business for which you set out, it is not yet time. Him who is ill will be saved, and and an end to the travel of him who is in foreign land will come.

63331 - The Strong Hero: The moment has not yet arrived, you make too much haste. Do not act in vain, nor like the dog that has borne a blind puppy. Act Deliberate calmly, and you will be lead rightly.

64411 - War: Why do you hurry? Wait calmly, the moment has not yet come; if you hurry without sense and in vain, you pursue something that is not yet ready. I do not yet see the right moment, but you will have success when you wait a little while.

43333 - Time: Scorpions stand in your way, do not hurry towards the business that you intend; wait, and what you wish will arrive later; neither to buy this nor to sell is better.

44413 - Music at Delphi: Do not make haste, it will not be better to go; when you wish to rush mindlessly, you will damage yourself very much; but when you stay put, blameless time will perform everything.

66113 - Marriage: The time is ripe for marriage; you will marry and return home. You will achieve whatever you want in your business, having found the thing about which you are anxious.

16634 - The Messenger, The Savior: I do not see anything painful among the things about which you ask me; do not think small, go forward with courage; you will find everything you wish: your vow will be fulfilled, and there is a perfect occasion for you.

44333 - The Sun: Take courage and fight. You will punish your opponent.

14444 - Revenge: now everything will be fulfilled and you will be lead the right way. You will perform everything according to your mind, do not wear yourself out anymore. You will achieve beautifully whatever you desire.

66114 - She Whom You Cannot Escape: Do your business and undertake it; the time will be favorable. In the middle, difficulties and danger are waiting. As to the other oracles, things will turn out well for you.

16443 - Lightning in the Sky: What you plan will not turn out according to your liking, when you do it; it is not useful to travel to foreign lands. You will show no insight if you sell now, nor will it be useful.

44433 - The Greatest Daimôn: I do not see this plan as safe for you; thus wait. You will do well, after this there will be luck; as for now remain calm, and stay helpful.

63333 - Good Time: Do not make haste, rather wait and do not act like a dog that gave birth to a blind litter. Take counsel calmly, and things will turn out happily for you.

66133 - Good Hope: Everything about which you ask me is smooth riding for you and safe; do not be afraid, the painful difficulties will end and you will disprove the suspicions.

44461 - The King of Possessions: Proceed with courage, the oracle is about hope; it announces also that the sick person will be saved. If you need to consult an oracle, you will receive what you desire.

34444 - The Messenger who Brings Gain in Trade: you will think of a good plan, undertake what you desire; you will find whatever you ask the oracle for, and nothing will be bad for you.

33364 - Victorious: You pronounce a good oracle, once you have thought it through, you will do whatever you desire; you will win, you will reap the fruits, and you will achieve everything.

44444 - Inexorable Fate: The sun has gone down, and terrible night has come, everything has become dark. Interrupt the matter about which you ask me; it is neither better to buy nor to sell.

43661 - The Moon: Do not undertake this business; it will not turn out well for you. One will help the one who is ill, and if there is any fear, nothing bad will happen to you.

63344 - The Protecting Boys of the Sky: A man who makes haste does not achieve what opportunity offers. You have a profit, and there is fear everywhere because of evil; your business is ill-fated, and everything is painful; watch out!

66611 - The Fire: It is impossible to do business; do not toil in vain! And do not turn every stone, lest you chance upon a scorpion. Fussiness will not bring you luck, be on your guard for all sorts of misfortune!

66441 - The Harvest: Everything about which you ask me is on a smooth way for you and safe; do not be afraid; I see nothing that will bring you harm; take heart and go forward.

44463 - The Sun, Bringer of Light: You will achieve whatever you desire, and you will find whatever you worry about. Make an attempt, having taken heart; everything is ready; you will find what is invisible, you will come to the day of salvation.

33366 - Fortune, who Leads to Good Things: Your matters are doing well; this oracle tells you to press forward; you will get away from difficult illness and master everything, and he who is erring in a foreign land will return.

16663 - The Manifest Fates: Do not put your hand into a wolf’s mouth, lest some harm happens to you; the matter about which you ask is difficult and delicate; but you stay quiet, avoiding travel and business transactions.

44446 - The Ocean: throwing seeds and writing letters on the sea are both pointless and fruitless doing.

43366 - Terrible War: Do not undertake the travel that you intend! Nobody will do it. A large fiery lion is about, against whom you have to be on your guard, a terrible one. The oracle is untractable, wait quietly.

16664 - Wisdom: Honor wisdom (Athena), and you will get everything, whatever you wish, and everything which you are planning will turn out well; she will free from bonds and will save the sick person.

66443 - Happiness: Sail, wherever you want, you will return home again, having found and done everything according to your wish; you will achieve everything, and thus to buy and to trade is happiness.

66633 - The Music of Delphi: Stay put, do not act, obey oracles. With time, you will find an occasion, but for now stay quiet. If you wait a short while you will achieve everything, whatever you desire.

44466 - Time, the Eater of Children: Stay at home with your possessions and do not go somewhere else, lest a terrible monster and a revengeful demon approach you. I do not see this business as reliable and safe.

46663 - The Moon, who Brings Light: Take courage; you have an opportunity; you will achieve what you desire, and you will come upon the right time to begin your travel; your toil will have its chance; is is good to engage in work, competitions and litigation.

66661 - Mother of Gods: As wolves overpower sheep and powerful lions overpower broad hoofed oxen, so you too will master all this, and everything about which you ask will be yours.

66644 - Thunder of the Underwold: The business has its obstacles, do not make haste, but wait; there is a road, painful, impossible and not to be approached; to buy is painful and to sell brings loss.

66663 - Heavenly Beauty: a good oracle, travel to you will be granted; you will escape from sickness and vainglorious thoughts.

66664 - Damage: It is impossible to undertake something vain; do not in vain toil uselessly, lest you incur damage by pressing on. It is not good to begin traveling nor doing business.

66666 - The Square Messenger: Do not go, wherever you intend to; it will be better for you to stay; I see something hostile to you, thus wait; afterwards, it will be possible, and you will be freed from fear and saved from toil.

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alyjojo · 2 years ago

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July 🕶 2023 Monthly - Leo

Whole of your energy: The Hanged Man

For some, this is regarding work. For others, this is regarding family…maybe a pregnancy. I don’t see detailed challenges with that, I just assume they exist for a whole reading to involve that, if that’s your story. Through July, you’re not making any decisions, you’re just going over all of your options, trying to learn everything you can, and especially needing to consider the risks involved via your first Oracle.

What’s going on in July:

Knight of Pentacles:

You’ve put a lot of time & work into something, whether work or family related. If work, you’ve been working diligently towards a promotion, with the expectation that it’s only natural you should get it. That sounds egotistical, but no, you just have really high hopes, and you know you deserve to be recognized, rewarded. This could be involving a family you either have or desire, maybe having children. I’m getting it’s possible some of you are single and considering things like artificial insemination, surrogates, adoption, etc., based on the way these cards came out. It’s also possible you are a surrogate, or considering that, maybe for someone in your family with 10 Pentacles. Needing to look at options indicates a need for doing so, but this doesn’t specify what. This could simply be an lgbt connection needing to think outside the box, or something else entirely, with the point being that there are different ways to the same goal…what’s your best option?

The Fool:

You desire to jump into this NOW, right now. A new start, a fresh slate, a beautiful new beginning is what you want more than anything else. But you’re being blocked. It’s possible you’ve tried options relating to health, or that’s what you’re rushing into. Surgeries, tests, doctors, all of that applies with 4 Swords. You’ve tried something, enough that time has gone by since. You may have given up, gotten sick, or otherwise needed a break from this. If work, you’re just ready to rush into something new and aren’t hearing back, whether these are different places you’re applying to, or a response/explanation from your current workplace on what the hold up is, why not promote you? You’re putting yourself out there and aren’t getting the returns you had expected.

3 Wands rev:

This is waiting and waiting for something that never comes. Could be relating to a boss, a partner, a doctor, and all of the hard work you’ve put into what you’re trying to accomplish. You’ve taken matters into your own hands, you’ve done what you know to do, or have been advised to try, it still didn’t work and you’re lost for what you can do now. It’s not fair, and it’s a Tower for you 😞

The Tower:

This Tower can describe many experiences, I can’t know yours specifically. It’s shocking, sudden, and it changes your life forever. For some, it’s a good one…ultimately. For some, it’s not. For work, this may be the sudden realization that you’re wasting your time, or some event that pulls the rug from under your feet, but you’re unsure whether you want to just end this for good. Or how to. It’s possible you’re putting in resumes and not hearing back yet. This shocking news could involve a pregnancy, or some situation where there is a heavy risk involved that needs some closer attention. I do get very positive things, but Risk is a warning, and Analyze shows you being too attached to an outcome (which probably can’t be helped much). Remaining an observer, learning everything you can about these things is your best bet. Some of you may be simply considering going back to school in order to further a career you feel isn’t progressing anywhere.

The Lovers:

666 is in your reading to show a need for balance, and the literal aspects of making a child in the case that’s the topic here. The Lovers, 6 Pentacles, and Seed are just blatantly obvious there. You need a seed, preferably from a Lover. For those without a lover, that’s your predicament, should you or shouldn’t you try some other way? I do see good news, and a positive outcome, 10 Cups. This can be showing you have the full support of a lover or your family in whatever you decide. For work, this can be a lover with a career opportunity for you, or they have “the seed” or the idea, a perspective or something material that helps you move towards a more positive direction that makes you happy. It’s possible where work has been difficult, love is doing very well and you could focus more on what’s making you happy while you go over your options for the future. Try to stay detached from specific outcomes, because you’re getting that message, I’d assume however things come to you won’t be how you’d expect them to. But it doesn’t mean no…exactly.

Signs you may be dealing with:

Gemini, Aries, Virgo, Aquarius, Libra & Pisces

Oracles: ✨

35 - Risk

Be aware or you will have to beware. Do not deny the risk and hazards that you see.

15 - Seed

Having the intention to grow like a seed and bloom is at the heart of creativity.

68 - Analyze

Your time is well spent analyzing, but only up to where you become too attached to any particular outcome.

40 Retreat 😴

This is a good time to retreat into your safe place and gather your resources for what’s to come. Work on making your body, mind, and soul as strong and unencumbered as possible. This is the card that urges you to get your “ducks in a row” as fast as possible, for changes come fast and furious. Even when they are longed for, they can take us unprepared. Changes are coming your way soon! Alternately, it can show you needing to process the changes that have already come. You need alone time to heal, think, and process everything you’ve been through.

We enter into July as:

Rose Without Thorns 🌹:

“It is time to face my true feelings.”

You are most fortunate. As we mature, we learn that to enjoy the beauty of a rose, we must occasionally risk getting pricked by a thorn. You are not facing “the same situation”, this is the dawn of feelings being awakened and a new truth being born. You’re being presented with a different way to live. Trust you will know what to do. Stay open. Time changes us all if we’re lucky, it’s time to surrender and make the change. The best incentive to change is often love.

What is to be learned in July:

Shrinking Violet 😥

“I don’t trust my intuition.”

Are you retreating from a situation that could bring you success? We all abandon projects that seemingly lack merit. However, Shrinking Violet indicates you may not be trusting your intuition, which is mostly likely on target. Choose three people to ask advice from, then take their advice, throw it out the window and go with your gut. There is every indication you should complete the task at hand. Block yourself off from thoughts of what will happen at the completion stage. Stay the process, don’t worry about the ending, or results, don’t be frightened. Just continue on.

Violet may be a lucky color 💜

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