Dear Shyla

the african lion is also estimated to be extinct by 2050 due to habitat loss, sport hunting, and loss of their prey base to the bushmeat trade. these beautiful creatures could be extinct in our lifetime. the next generation may not ever have the chance to see these creatures, there will be no more cute lion vines, there will be no more documentaries, there will be no more zoos or sanctuaries containing lions. there will be no more lions.

if you have any love for nature, any love for animals, any love for life, and if you care at all about the permanent loss of a species, especially one so beautiful and iconic, if you care and if you are able, please donate to help save lions.

The Lion Conservation Fund

The African Wildlife Foundation

 Don’t Stop Believing 

Bohemian Rhapsody 

Living On A Prayer 

Come On Eileen 

Sweet Caroline 

Shot Through the Heart 

Pour Some Sugar on Me 

Sweet Home Alabama 

Under Pressure 

Shook Me All Night Long 

Ice Ice Baby 

Cotton Eyed Joe

500 Miles

Wonderwall 

Buddy Holly 

A Thousand Miles 

Teenage Dirtbag 

Red Solo Cup 

Mr Brightside 

Never Gonna Give You Up 

Eye of the Tiger 

Chicken Fried 

American Pie 

I Love Rock and Roll 

Dancing Queen 

Don’t You Want Me

We Will Rock You 

The Time Warp 

Hey Jude 

Piano Man

This Is How We Do It

Drops of Jupiter 

Hey Soul Sister

In The End 

All The Small Things 

Stacy’s Mom 

Kryptonite 

All Star 

You Found Me

Bad Day 

Bring Me To Life 

Dance, Dance

Sugar We’re Going Down 

I Write Sins Not Tragedies 

All The Small Things 

Ocean Avenue 

Dirty Little Secret 

Margaritaville 

Sk8er Boi

Brown Eyed Girl 

Life Is A Highway 

Some Nights 

Little Lion Man 

Breakeven

Hey There Delilah 

Viva La Vida

Use Somebody 

Carry On My Wayward Son 

Take On Me

1985 

Iris 

I’m Awesome 

Seven Nation Army 

September 

Since U Been Gone

Skinny Love 

Everybody (Backstreet’s Back)

Bye Bye Bye 

Say It Ain’t So 

Somewhere Only We Know 

I’m Yours 

Last Resort 

My Girl 

Tiny Dancer 

Roxanne

Shout 

I’m a Believer 

Soul Man

Feel Good Inc 

Check Yes Juliet

Walking On Sunshine 

MMM Bop

Pumped up Kicks 

Hooked On A Feeling 

It’s A Beautiful Day

Summer Girls 

Before He Cheats 

Happy Together

You Make My Dreams Come True

Build Me Up Buttercup

Escape (The Pina Colada Song)

DONTTRUSTME

Shake It (Metro Station)

Juke Box Hero

I was making a spell candle for the Imbolc ritual I’m hosting for the coven tomorrow and figured: why not turn it into a little tutorial? So here is my version of the spell candles!

What you need: (note: I made a candle for creativity and inspiration, so everything matches that goal. Change herbs, colours and stones to match any goal you want/need!)

🕯 a base candle, either white or a colour that works for your goal

🕯 through-and-though coloured candles for dripping in colours that match your goal. I usually use two or three, in this case yellow for happiness and inspiration and orange for creativity

🕯 herbs, I used basil (creativity), rose (passion/motivation), mistletoe (fertility for ideas) and mugwort (creativity)

🕯 small stone chips, I used aventurine, citrine and burnt amethyst (all for creativity)

🕯 oils, I used jasmine (creativity)

🕯 ribbon and charm (optional, but pretty!)

🕯 baking paper to protect your work surface

Start with carving some words or symbols into the candle. Today I used a bindrune for creativity, the runes kenaz (inner fire), wunjo (happiness) and gebo (gift).

Now drip the first colour. Make sure to first go around the edges for the pretty drips and then fill in the top.

Next are the herbs, stones and oil. Simply sprinkle them on top and arrange the bigger pieces so they are spread out a bit. Press the stones gently down into the still soft wax for sturdyness.

Drip the last colour, making sure to set but not drown the herbs, and tadaa! One pretty spellcandle! But wait, there’s more!

Tie the ribbon around the candle with one knot.

Slide on your charm and knot again, fitting it snuggly against the candle.

Make a pretty bow and trim the ends,and you’re done!

Burn it during your spell (note: remove the ribbon before it catches and reuse it!), place it on your altar or even make them to give away as gifts!

We have always been here.

Vintage LGBT love photography post

Vintage MLM love photography post

Lucy (or Lucia) Eldine Gonzalez was born around 1853 in Texas, likely as a slave, to parents of Native American, Black American and Mexican ancestry.[1] In 1871 she married Albert Parsons, a former Confederate soldier. They were forced to flee from Texas north by intolerant reactions to their interracial marriage.

Described by the Chicago Police Department as “more dangerous than a thousand rioters” in the 1920s, Parsons and her husband had become highly effective anarchist organizers primarily involved in the labor movement in the late 19th century, but also participating in revolutionary activism on behalf of political prisoners, people of color, the homeless and women.

Woaaah.

The particular form of agricultural production that emerged in Anglo-Saxon England was based on the concept of freehold peasants farming just a couple of hides (one hide = the amount of farmland needed to feed one family, comparable to a Japanese koku) with a polyculture of whatever cereals and vegetables were suitable to that region, so that the peasants could both feed themselves and produce a surplus from their own small freeholds. And it worked like a dream; even though England at that time was dirt-ass poor and lacked much of southern Europe’s material sophistication, famine and drought were wonderfully rare. The nobility often collected tax just in food.

But in order for the hide system to work, it was necessary for less arable but still necessary sorts of land–rivers, forests, pastures, haymeadows, etc.–to be for public use. And for a while, they were. But as political and economic power became more centralized, and government by tribal councils and local strongmen gave way to what we’d recognize as monarchy, control of land centralized along with it, and it became typical for eorls and reeves and ealdormen to own many hides or even hundreds of land.

Consequently, the peasantry became less free. The reason peasants don’t make a proletariat is because a peasant owns a little piece of the means of production, and in a good growing year can provide for all their own food needs and only have to worry about profits. But as tribalism gave way to feudalism, more and more peasants were forced either through circumstance or coercion to give up their freeholds and begin paying rents for the right to live and work on someone else’s land, or to give up that lifestyle entirely and learn a skilled trade. There’s the origin of both serfdom and wage-labor.

This trend toward centralization continued throughout the Middle Ages and was greatly sped up by the Norman Conquest and by the Black Death. In 1066, the Anglo-Saxon aristocracy was completely removed and replaced with French nobility, who upset things quite a bit in their efforts to squeeze as much rent out of as many Englishmen (whom they regarded as foreigners) as possible. A result of this were the Statutes of Merton and Westminster, which empowered landed nobles to claim personal ownership pastures and forests that had traditionally been held in common.

And the Black Death reduced the population of England by anywhere from 20 to 50 percent (estimates vary), distributed more or less evenly across the different economic strata, and this had two peculiar effects. One, there was a shortage of skilled labor, enabling workers in the trades to push for better pay and conditions, bolstering a nascent working class; and two, the deaths of so many freehold farmers allowed nobles to expand their estates on the cheap, allowing them to collect more rents and giving them legal access to more commons.

By the 1500s, the peasants’ access to common land was pretty much a thing of the past, except in a few places where they were permitted to “cut underwood and run pigs” in the royal forests. The peasants were cut off from free access to vital resources, and the entire class was institutionally destabilized, making them powerless to hold out against the abuses of the Industrial Revolution a few centuries later. Don’t let no motherfucker tell you that people moved to London to spin cotton for 16 hours a day because they thought it sounded like an upgrade.