feministism:

wembleyfraggle:

pangea-nationalist:

I get my news from the only reliable source, cryptic symbolism in my dreams

cruvcio:

The signs as fall aesthetics

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cryptids-of-the-world:

The Leanan Sídhe is a vampiric fairy from Scottish and Irish folklore. The Leanan Sídhe is described as a beautiful woman who seduces men then once seduced the Leanan Sídhe drinks the mans blood and drains his life essence while engaging in sex with him. The Leanan Sídhe is said to look for a man and try to seduce them and if the man refuses her advances the Leanan Sídhe then has to be his slave but if the man accepts her advances the man then becomes her slave and can only escape by finding another man to take his place. The Leanan Sídhe has inspired some poetry and it’s name means “Fairy Lover.”

magickandcrack:

The Book of Wonders by Lord Dunsany

The Signs and Empire:

normal-horoscopes:

Aries: An empire of fire and salt water. Fertile island fortresses patrolled by many-armed stone sentinels wielding golden flamberges. Rivers of fire spilling into the sea.

Taurus: An empire of honey and snow. Castles that stand as decadent art. Colossal ghostly spirit foxes watch over forests of cherry trees.

Gemini: An empire of rain and silk. Glittering iridescent cloaks and wide brimmed straw masks. The aqueducts flow ever deeper into the mountains.

Cancer: An empire of time and woodlands. Citadels of fossilized lumber strong as any metal. Old rusted weapons jut from the grass like weeds.

Leo: An empire of roses and bridges. Subtle stonework hewn rough by ages of wear. Stone blossoms wilting as the season passes.

Virgo: An empire of tombs and amber. The spires of the great necropolis are visible over the labyrinth walls, as kongamato patrol the skies.

Libra: An empire of sand and glass. The libraries of a thousand cities stolen, collected in the grand archives. A library of libraries.

Scorpio: An empire of blood and stars. Nothing is left of this great people, but their decedents know their history well. Spilling blood on the great story-stones that dot the overgrowth brings whispers of the past.

Ophiuchus: An empire of wind and hooves. Steeds like a thunderstorm, heavy and dark. Leaving only nursing trees and pillars to the dead in their wake.

Sagittarius: A landless empire of wanderers. Cloaks of feathers and ritual smoke. Comfortable boots and hospitality, though they are the guests.

Capricorn: An empire of stories and loss. Ruins buried under ice, unseen for generations.

Aquarius: An empire of brass and coal. The corpses of war machines that now dot the landscape. Rusted green in the autumn rains.

Pisces: A sunken empire. Pillars of shining black salt break the waves, the deeper recesses of the grand palace lie sodden and unexplored.

tuonenkalla:

Äkäsmylly Cafe / Ylläs / Finland – September 2015

Brighid, comrade of women
Brig Ambue, lady of justice
Brighid, mother of grief
Bring this motherfucker down

mediamattersforamerica:

A sexual assault survivor just confronted Sen. Jeff Flake, who announced he will vote to confirm Brett Kavanaugh: “Look at me and tell me that it doesn’t matter what happened to me, that you will let people like that go into the highest court of the land.”

justsomeantifas:

kavanaugh is probs still gonna get into the supreme court because no one gives a shit what happens to women.

regardless of assault allegations being directed at him, to pretend the supreme court has ever has given a shit about women is a grave misunderstanding of their status over the people.