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“When they ask to see your gods, Your book of prayers, Show them lines drawn delicately With veins on the underside of a bird’s wing. Tell them you believe in giant sycamores, Mottled and stark against a winter sky. And in night’s so frozen Stars crack open, Spilling streams of molten ice to Earth. And tell them how you drank The holy wine of honeysuckle On a warm spring day.And of the softness of your mother,Who never taught you death was life’s reward; But who believed in the earth, And the sun, And in a million, million light years of being.”

~ J.L. Stanley, ”Catechism for a Witch’s Child”(Photo by Jarosław Datta)

“When they ask to see your gods,
Your book of prayers,
Show them lines drawn delicately
With veins on the underside of a bird’s wing.
Tell them you believe in giant sycamores,
Mottled and stark against a winter sky.
And in night’s so frozen
Stars crack open,
Spilling streams of molten ice to Earth.
And tell them how you drank
The holy wine of honeysuckle
On a warm spring day.
And of the softness of your mother,
Who never taught you death was life’s reward;
But who believed in the earth,
And the sun,
And in a million, million light years of being.”

~ J.L. Stanley, ”Catechism for a Witch’s Child”
(Photo by Jarosław Datta)

4 weeks ago

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"‘No, I am afraid not, Sam,’ said Frodo. ‘At least, I know that such things happened, but I cannot see them. No taste of food, no feel of water, no sound of wind, no memory of tree or grass or flower, no image of moon or star are left to me. I am naked in the dark, Sam, and there is no veil between me and the wheel of fire. I begin to see it even with my waking eyes, and all else fades.’"

2 months ago

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Rant about my poor pitiful life.

I’ve been dating Terence for almost a year now, and we’ve been medium distance the entire time. We’ve always been about 1.5 hours apart.

I thought maybe he’d decide to move to Atlanta to work now that he’s out of school and we could finally be able to see each other more than we do now. But he just told me he wants to go to grad school at West Georgia and get a degree in teaching.

WHY IS THIS MY LIFE. First of all, he doesn’t even know if he wants to BE a teacher. Why waste the money, time, and effort on a degree that you might not even want? Second of all, I am TIRED of being so far away from him. I don’t want to have to do this for another 18 months, which is how long I’d have to do it if he goes into the program. It’s exhausting, it’s expensive (gas, etc.), and it’s lonely.

Are we even going to last? I mean, both of us would be in school and working at the same time, all while being an hour and a half apart. When would we even see each other? He swears he can make it work. He’s awesome at getting schoolwork done fast, so he says he’d just knock out work in school in like 4 days and spend 3 days a week with me, but that just doesn’t seem realistic to me, not for grad school.

I just don’t know what to do. I don’t know if I can do this for 18 months, but I don’t have a choice. He says he isn’t sure if he’s going to do the program yet, but I have a feeling he is. I have class at 1:30 tomorrow but I’m so stressed out about this that I can’t even sleep.

3 months ago

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Guess who’s going to Hawaii? :D

This girl.

Terence’s mom is getting married (she’s from Hawaii) and invited us to come along. We’ll be going to Oahu from April 1st through the 6th :D

3 months ago

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agontry:

Great film! Great song!

3 months ago

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How NOT to shop at Walmart Pt. 1

So I work really hard during the day. I don’t want to deal with shitty people when I’m already having to deal with a shitty job. But today, much to my dismay, I encountered the single rudest customer in my 8 months of working at Walmart.

This black woman comes up to me and hands me a hula hoop. She says, “I need a price on this”. I show her the scanner right behind me. She says it has no UPC. At this point, I sigh, knowing where this familiar conversation is going.

“Ma’am, I can’t scan it without a UPC, I’m sorry.”

“I asked you to find me a price.”

“I’m not sure what you want me to do, I’m sorry. I can’t find the price without being able to scan the UPC.”

“I want to purchase this. Find. Me. A. Price.”

At this point I can see her getting more and more aggravated. Then she starts going into bitch mode.

“What the hell good are you if you can’t even do the simplest tasks?!”

I know I need to walk away, so I start walking towards another aisle where I know there are more hula hoops. As I’m leaving, I see her turn to her husband and daughter and say, “What the hell is her problem?!”. I ask her if she checked to see whether or not there was another one on that aisle. She says no, they’re all different. She then demands to see my manager. I say fine.

I walk away to find my manager, and when I do, I tell her I need her to go diffuse a situation or I’m going to lose my mind. My coworker is trying to calm me down because my anxiety is jumping at the thought of possibly getting in trouble for doing literally nothing, so I’m red in the face and trying not to cry. I hear this woman getting onto my manager about me. “I want to know why she’s working here when she can’t even do her fucking job…”

Then I went into the back for 10 minutes to calm down, and thankfully she was gone when I came back out. I think what bothered me the most is that she came at me with this attitude. It wasn’t like we had been dancing around the issue for 10-15 minutes. She just immediately came to me with an attitude I didn’t deserve.

Lesson 1: Don’t be a fucking asshole. Don’t take your bad days out on me.

3 months ago

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