@terrasunshine And I Wrote A Collaborative Devotional Together! This Was 100% Her Lovely Idea, And I’m

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Exhibition quality German hunting knife with chiseled silver mountings and sheath, stag handle. Late 19th or early 20th century.

from Rock Island Auctions

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a bitch

a bastard

an all around fool

an omnipresent all-powerful being

a sparrow

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capable of moving at immense, incomprehensible speeds

an eldritch being

no one will know which one u chose! :D

the two headed calf poem and vincent d'onofrio’s tweet about pigs both hit me so hard and both have the exact same energy. there’s just something about the innocence of simple creatures and how they gaze at the stars the same way we do

What can you do today to better yourself?

“My heart has taken me places reason never will.”

— pisces, taurus, leo (pvzy)

Her: I bet he’s thinking about other women

Him: People always go on about finding Cleopatra’s tomb but they are completely forgetting the circumstances of her death. She killed herself so that she could not be paraded through Egypt and Rome by the Romans, and its unlikely she would have wanted her body to suffer the same humiliation, so it’s reasonable to assume that her body would have been destroyed before the conquering forces got there. Moreover, even if that failed, the Romans would never give her a proper Egyptian burial and would have either destroyed her body or saw that it was disposed of without honours, ie in a pauper’s grave. It is therefore incredibly unlikely that we shall ever find the tomb of Cleopatra, and indeed, that it ever existed in the first place. History is written by the victors, afterall, as these ancient rulers were well aware.

it drives me crazy how humans are just meant to hold each other. how come when you hold someone's hand, your fingers just perfectly lock with theirs? how is it that when you hug someone, your face fits just right in the crook of their neck? how can your hands cup someone's face like that's their only primary function? it cannot be coincidence that our bodies are fully capable of holding another... we were designed to love

baby witches:

while it can definitely be a fun and motivating way to get in touch with your craft, your grimoire does not have to be full of watercolors or biologically correct doodles of herbs. for a long time i was ripping pages out of my grimoire because they didn’t look perfect, rebloggable - and it kept me from the grimoire’s true purpose, to record information for later reference and use. your grimoire is yours for the making. it can be a word document, a collection of quick notes on the backs of receipts, a notebook previously used for science class, a full-scale art book. as long as it helps you learn and grow closer to your practice, it is the perfect grimoire.