Witch Tip::

'Small Horned Owl on Maple Branch under Full Moon' by Utagawa Hiroshige, 1832

My collection of rocks found on the street. 🪨

Mi colección de piedritas que encontré en la calle. 🪨

I'm not the best at taking pictures, please excuse the bad quality. :')

Me gusta coleccionar piedras, por el momento estas son las que encontré en la calle pero tengo otras que son compradas/me las regalaron.

Eso es todo, bai. xoxo ♡

it wild to me that there are people out there who aren't interested in history

like wdym you don't think about the fact that women would tell stories as they made butter in the same way we listen to podcasts today? wdym you don't think about that one Chinese poet who wrote about how much he loved his cats hundreds of years ago? wdym you don't think about the fact that we found a gravesite of a young child surrounded by flowers from THOUSANDS of years ago? wdym you don't think about how people wrote "i was here" into the walls in Pompeii? wdym you don't think about the little egyptian boy who drew little doodles at the top of his school works more then a thousand years ago?

wdym you don't think about the fact that people, no matter the place, time, or social status, are fundamentally no different from you. that they loved the same as you, enjoyed the same things you did, dreamed about a better life the same way you did. that despite how seemingly detached you are from these people, in time, place, and culture, the things you do and what u are is so undeniably human that it transcends time and space

divalations #01

think of your social media account, as your own personal museum of yourself. have fun, be you, that’s the moment you get to be your most “conceited” self, let that be a perfect reflection of you, a trail that you leave to revisit.

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KAKSJSJ me encanta

One of my favorite historical tidbits is that Arab traders, for centuries, fooled Europeans into thinking cinnamon came from a rare, vicious and fearsome cinnamon bird.

The belief was so prevalent, in fact, that the mythical cinnamon bird shows up in the writings of Herodotus and Aristotle, all the way into medieval European manuscripts where it’s illustrated in all its fierce, cinnamony glory:

Pliny the Elder expressed skepticism of the bird in his writings, rightly assuming that it was a tale invented to keep control on the trade and prices by reducing competition, but the belief was already so widespread that it persisted in many areas into the early 1300’s.

My kitten Lulú. ♡

Alright. I see A LOT of people saying they never manifest what they want. Let’s get something VERY CLEAR: You don’t manifest what you want — you manifest what you are. And what you are is defined by what you accept as true.

Because you are not your mind, you are not your thoughts; you are the conscience that observes them. So change your internal truth. Simply accept that there’s no separation between you and your desires.

There’s no real need for methods, subliminals, or whatever the fuck... because the one giving power to all of that is you. You are the operant power.

thinking about how the hunger games were designed to prove that without society, order, government, someone to rule, we devolve into little more than animals, and how the games themselves prove over and over again that this is not true. We see it in every single game we witness.

Katniss placing flowers around Rue's body in the arena. Thresh sparing Katniss because she was kind to Rue, even though he was making it that much harder for himself to win.

Haymitch going back for Maysilee after hearing her scream even though their alliance had been broken. Haymitch holding her as she dies the same way Katniss did Rue.

Coral's "I can't have killed them all for nothing" when she realizes she's not going home. Lamina cutting down Marcus at great personal risk. And, my favorite moment in tbosas, Reaper collecting the bodies of his fellow tributes, his peers, even the ones who tried to kill him, into a pile. Taking the weapons from their hands. Closing their eyes and crossing their arms in the best approximation of a proper burial he can manage, covering them with the Capitol flag as a makeshift shroud.

The Games bring out the worst in people, yes. But despite the extreme circumstances, despite the exterior pressure of the Capitol, despite the fact that it could mean pain and heartbreak and death, it also shows that people have an enormous capacity for goodness. That even in a situation purposefully designed to make empathy impossible, people can't help but have it anyway.

Snow looks at the Games and all he can see is what's inside himself-- this pure animalistic drive to conquer and defeat. He kills and it feels good and he thinks that everyone else must feel that way too. He doesn't realize (maybe can't realize) that he is the exception, not the rule. He cannot see outside himself, outside his own warped perspective, to realize that the fact that people do show humanity in the games proves his entire worldview wrong.

I want to live near a lake so I can visit the ducks and geese everyday. </3

My cat loves his bed so much I had to use one of my old (yet favorite) t-shirts to mend it.

It's upside down because he uses the bed as a trampoline. 🐈♡♥