12 Days of Medieval Illuminations. Today, 11 medieval suns. (Getty Museum)
Kind of related to my last reblog: Awakening as an alterhuman has made me a lot less insecure about being more dependent on others than most humans my age are.
Now I feel less like a broken human and more like an average domesticated animal and (former?) hivemind member
All cats are prophets. All cats receive divine transmissions and higher truths, but unfortunately it's only the ones directly pertaining to them. The great tragedy of their species is that they will never develop a meaningfully complete mythology. One cat alone assumes she's entirely normal and her perceptions are standard. Two cats in a apartment might begin to discuss some things, though they'll remain generally unbothered by it all. Larger groups in a home or barn will usually begin to cobble dream, true vision, and superstition into something resembling a low-commitment cult. Cats have folklore, sure, but the teachings remembered enough to be passed on are scattered in origin and intention. Only in large feral colonies do they begin to gain the ability to contextualize their individual divine experiences, and maybe start thinking about what they could do with it. The problem is that cats will never get anywhere with this because they're terrible communicators.
You may be pleased to know there is a fourth being, if I may introduce you to the Strange-Cloaked One, deity of challenges and courage in the face of fear and mistakes and the creations that emerge from them and the willingness to try.
Hi Strange-Cloaked One! I think that it is fitting that they assume the form of a mushroom, a lifeform that manages to grow where there is death and decay.
I will be writing my A-levels soon, so I would appreciate a blessing from them
I've noticed that there are a lot of coastal wolves here in particular, the call of the sea is strong
Rider In The Desert Sun by Aunt Cynthia's Cabin is the fourth track off the album Misty Women released 18 February 2020. This is psychedelic hard rock instrumental track.
A favorite from my collection - this luminous little one from the 1960s.
This is nice because I love TV-heads but I would sell a kidney for a cosmic or an abstract potion
Spin this wheel to receive a transformation potion ^_^
alienkin but in the utterly incomprehensible ball of light way. alienkin but in the unhuman shape ominously charging at earth way.
“And I, infinitesimal being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, I felt myself a pure part of the abyss, I wheeled with the stars, my heart broke loose on the wind.”
— Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via arebirthofwonder)
I'm your only friend i'm not your only friend but i'm a little glowing friend but really i'm not actually your friend but i am (the painting in my cover photo is "Visitors From the Past" by Andrew Stewart)
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