Taiwan Blue Magpie (Urocissa caerulea) by Dajan Chiou.
hey so uh about that video of that nazi crying cuz he was threatened to be arrested…
Date a girl who is an Old God of the forest, whose antlers are coated in moss, whose hooves blend in with the forest floor, who calls the trees to her side as she sings
I was researching a bracha for the total solar eclipse coming next week. I’m going to be down in Greenville experience the totality.
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I learned that there is no bracha, because eclipses are considered bad omens in Jewish tradition. Really. Two eclipses in a month. The ancients might have something there. In the Talmud, Sukkot 29a, it says that a lunar eclipse is a bad omen for the Jewish people and a solar eclipse is a bad omen for the world.
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Of course they lose me when they list homosexuality as one of the reasons for an eclipse (unless it’s in protest of the oppression of the GLTBQ community).
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But let’s just stick with the omens on their own right now.
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What could possibly be going on that the Divine – through the power of the heavenly lights – is trying to SCREAM at us that “girl, you in danger!”?
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Whether you are a follower of astrology or not – the power or a total solar eclipse can’t be denied.
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The last time an eclipse swept across the USA like this was in 1918, and then the “greatest eclipse” portion wasn’t in the continental United States – it was out over the Pacific Ocean.
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The path of this total eclipse cuts across the country – from Oregon to South Carolina.
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This is not just a once in a generation event. This is a once in a saeculum event.
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So use it. Let’s change the course of the country for the better. The USA has NEVER lived up to its promise or promises. We have a nazi-sympathizing white supremacist as a president.
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How about this eclipse is a bad omen for the administration and the beginning of the end of this era of hypocrisy and hatred.
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I think this calls for a change in the perspective about a bracha for an eclipse. I hope you’ll say the bracha for natural wonders with me on Monday, August 21.
Blessed are you, Holy One, Your Presence fills the universe, weaving and reweaving creation.
בְּרוּכָה אַתְּ יָהּ אֱלֹהֵינוּ רוּחַ הָעוֹלָם עֹשֶׂה מַעֲשֶׂה בְרֵאשִׁית
a while back someone reblogged one of my poems on tumblr with the tag “no one deserves to be atlas”
and it hit me pretty hard and i want to talk about that todaylisten, you are not a life support machine, you are not to be expected to carry someone’s organs. it is easy to fall into the rhythm of building your life around people who hope they are already dying, but that is not healthy.
i know. i am no stranger to people like this. i have known people who swallow pills with a snakejaw, who drink vodka straight without flinching and pray quietly that it’ll kill them, who smoke on their roof at 2am while crying. people who starve themselves until they can barely stand, who burn or cut or bruise their bodies because no one taught them to forgive themselves and be soft with their own skins. i have been these people.
there is only so much help you can give. if you learn anything, learn how to tell them: i am sorry, i cannot do this today. i am aching from holding the weight of your sky, please talk to a professional.
i see a mentality a lot amongst middle and high schoolers. i see it in college kids too, in some of my closest friends and in the drug dealer i talk to on weeknights. and the mentality says “if you are not willing to drop everything for me, you are toxic and a bad friend”
i understand that mental illness does a good job of making you feel isolated and it makes you scared of losing people, but realize that your support systems hurt too, and in ways that you might not even know.
listen, no teenager should have to add “keep my friends alive” to their to do list.
it can be hard to exist sometimes and it is okay to need help but you cannot place your fate in someone else’s hands. they shake just as much as yours, they are not any safer.
if you love your friends do not make them be atlas. they are not titans. they are small and afraid too.
My Peaceful Passing ritual is one of my least favorite things to perform, but at the same time there’s something beautiful about asking the Gods/Universe to lend a hand in someone’s passing to make certain they are peaceful and cared for on their way to the afterlife.
The need for such a ritual is never met with gladness, but I’m honored and humbled when I can do my part to help them find peace. 💜🙏💔
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There are flowers that only bloom for the moon and how beautiful is it knowing good things can grow from darkness.
Jinan Safko (via dehanginggarden)
Reblogge thys if thou art a witch who livest in a hovel
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