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What Native people say about the use of sage: you can use sage, but you cannot smudge as nothing you are doing (waving sage around) is actually smudging. Smudging is a ceremony and you are, we promise, not smudging. Please buy sage from either us, or someone who sources the sage from us. White sage may not be considered endangered by the US government but corperate sourcing is making it difficult for us to source sage for our own religious purposes. Let alone to sell it.
What white people hear: never use sage ever, don’t ever buy it, don’t own it, don’t even look at it.
Look, y’all. There’s a couple of facets to my talk today.
1) Yes! You can buy sage! You really, truly can! Buy it from either native sellers (go to a powwow! Eat our food, buy our stuff, watch some dancing!) Or buy it from a seller who sources the sage from native people. Pick one. And no, buying it from 5 Below doesn’t count.
2) you CANNOT smudge. This isn’t just you “shouldn’t”— this is a YOU ARE INCAPABLE OF SMUDGING. Waving a sage stick around your doorways IS NOT SMUDGING. It is smoke clensing. Smudging, depending on the tradition and tribe, could easily have dancing and drums involved. You, as a white person, do not have the cultural BACKGROUND to even know how it works. At all. Period.
3) please, for FUCKS SAKE, stop making posts here on tumblr where you tell other white people about cultural appropriation and what they can and cannot do. Please stop, your license has been revoked because none of you bother to get the facts right. We native people are FULLY CAPABLE OF DOING IT OURSELVES. Consider instead: a) reblogging our posts where we talk about it! We’re here! We have made posts!! b) Making a post that states what we said and then LINKS BACK TO US. Screenshot with a link if you must. Stop centering your own voices in these conversations. You are already centered in everything, stop centering yourselves in a native space.
I’m tired of this nonsense, y’all.
Thanks for coming to my TedTalk ™
♧Magic♧Blog♧Entry♧[12/21/2018]
The Theoi are alive and well. And one of them works at Denny’s.
First of all…happy Yule everyone! May everyone reading this post have the best and merriest that this holiday has to offer! Let your bellies be filled and your shelter be full of comfort and warmth. And let your life manifest all the gifts you need for the coming new year to be successful and fulfilled! ♡♡♡ Thank you so much, readers, for brightening up my life lately. From spontaneous messages of good will to the people who were with me from the very beginning of this blog last February during my darkest moments of 2018. You have taken what I thought to be the end of me and made it a beginning.
Now as for that Theoi comment? I’m seriously not making shit up. I met a Greek Goddess at Denny’s tonight while treating my friend to Yulemas dinner. Stop looking at me like that witchy naysayers, it’s true as fuck! I have the proof in pictures just like Alex Jones has them on video! So sit back, relax, and sip some skeptic tea while I regale you with today’s Alizar Adventure.
It all began when my landlord Jason (a more experienced Time Witch and actual physicist) told me that there was a “supernatural” Denny’s in our neighborhood.
“Like, there’s ghosts in it and shit?” I asked, then mentioned “That’s pretty typical though for a Denny’s.”
“No!” Jason exclaimed, “They have actual decent spaghetti and meatballs. Noodles that don’t feel like rubber!”
My eyes widened in reaction and Jason went on to ramble about how there must be some kind of faery cooking in the kitchens in order to pull that kind of culinary magic off at a seemingly-normal Denny’s. And it cemented in my mind that I had to go check it out some time when I had both the money and the chance. My funds have been pretty low for the holiday season but it’s the holidays. Everyone is broke.
So fast forward to yesterday. By luck and random chance, someone on Tumblr paid me for a reading. They paid me just enough to buy myself, my partner, and one other person a nice dinner. And through synchronicity, serendipity, and a little bit of fate…one of my friends with a car comes through to visit me. We decide, after realizing that we’re all pretty hungry, that we wanna go to a restaurant. But it’s too late in the evening to go anywhere but…you guessed right, the supernatural Denny’s. Because Denny’s is always open no matter what time it is.
So we go to the Denny’s. I sit down and order my favorite but also try some pumpkin pancake doughy fried bits. And true to Jason’s word, everything is fucking delicious! Everything. Even the coffee is fresh, hot, and served with excellent care by an extremely attentive waiter. I try to find anything out of place with my wizard eyes but there’s nothing really amiss. No energy vortex. Minimal ghost activity. It’s a normal Denny’s with no business having food this good! I decide to bide my time. Maybe something will come up when I’m not looking?
My friend and I talk about astrology, getting more serious about planning our goals in witchcraft, and the importance of intention. Also window shopping online for tarot decks. I have my eyes on the Ethereal Visions (illuminated) deck and she just bought the black and white heremetic deck. But she also has her eyes on some decks featuring an art nouveau style. We also talked about how this full moon is likely to catalyze some worker’s strikes from now until New Years.
And just when I’d forgotten about figuring out why this Denny’s was supernaturally good in both service and cuisine, I was thunderstruck by the answer. It was dangling in front of me the whole time, so in my face, and obvious that it was hidden! I was staring it dead in the face the whole time…
“Demetria”. There, hanging above the cash register, was the name of one of the Denny’s employees. And that name was Demetria…or Demeter.
When I saw that name, my eyes widened, and it clicked into place. Someone who worked here was named after the Goddess of Grain and the Harvest. Not thinking, I said the name outloud, and was answered quickly by a woman. A waitress. The woman was short, with tanned skin, and big brown eyes that were dark as coffee. She had wavy hair that was tied back into a bun. Her smile was warm. She asked me if I needed anything or if I needed to pay my check. I said that I’d already been helped and then complimented her on her name.
“I’m named after the goddess of the harvest.” She said.
“Well that makes sense that you’re here at Denny’s.” I replied.
She raised her eyebrow and asked me “Why is that?”
“Because you’re named after the Goddess of Harvest and you’re here helping to feed people when they’re hungry.”
And Demetria the waitress gave me a secret smile and then sauntered off with a pot of coffee in her hands.
Now I realize that maybe that waitress was just a person with a name but…
I also believe wholeheartedly that gods, goddesses, angels, demons, and all sorts of spiritual entities are also embodied in aspects of us humans. That we can serve as their equivalents here on Earth. And that when you meet people, you never actually know if you’re entertaining divinity. In fact, I would reckon that every person is an embodiment of a god, goddess, angel, demon, spirit (ect) regardless of how conscious they are of it. Sometimes, with some people, it’s just more obvious. That’s why I believe in being the best I can be to everyone I meet. Because everyone is a secret ambassador or chief of a magical realm that I have no understanding of.
So with that logic, I just met the Goddess of Harvest at a Denny’s. My Yule was made by this one interaction. @neil-gaiman was right. The Old Gods are alive and STILL KICKING.
The Saffron Goddess (1600 B.C.) is a detail from a Minoan fresco depicting a saffron harvest, Akrotiri, Santorini island, Greece

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Happy Solstice and Full Moon!
Happy Solstice! ✨💚✨
Statue of Poseidon in Spain
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Shiva, nepali paubha

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did everyone else love 13? x
Portrait of Osiris, Lord of eternity, King of the gods. Part of the Book of the Dead of the scribe Nebqed (papyrus). Reign of Amenhotep III. New Kingdom, 18th Dynasty, ca. 1391-1353 BC. Now in the Louvre.
odin is like “when thor was born the sun shone bright upon his beautiful face. i found loki on the sidewalk outside a taco bell”
Oðinn spake:
Bright the sun shone | at the time of Þor’s birth, And bathed his count'nance fair. Loki, wolf-father, | the trickster, the liar, I found on the cold pavement While returning in glory | from a grand hunt For a 3 AM quesadilla.
@damn-fuck-i-burnt-myself-again
I need this framed on my wall it’s so beautiful.
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ay @systlin hmu
@systlin
My husband complained that this was more Shakespeare than Eddas, and I challenged him to do better.
Solen sken, skönt gyllene
Dagen Tor föddes
På trottoaren, vid Taco Bell
Där låg Loke
—KJN
My translation:
The sun shone, sweet golden
The day of Tor’s birth
On the tarmac, by Taco Bell
There lay Loki
(For poetry reasons, Thor needs the Swedish spelling.)
@bold-sartorial-statement
ay yo show ur husband
@bold-sartorial-statement no but hang on this should be in runes:
(oops spot the typos)
i wanna translate this into icelandic so imma do it
Sólin skein, björt og gullin við fæðingu Þórs á stígnum við Taco Bell Þar lá Loki
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