Scribble doodle. I havenât drawn any koopalings for awhile :0
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Scribble doodle. I havenât drawn any koopalings for awhile :0
This little old abandoned house in my neighborhood is a beautiful sight on a spring day
Reblog if Black Lives Matter to you
Where are those woke white people at!?
The amount of notes this doesnât have bothers meâŠ
A comforting thought
Five thousand years ago, the Sumerians called the night ngi, the stars mul, and the moon Nanna.
Four thousand years ago, the Akkadians called the night mƫƥu, the stars kakkabƫ, and the moon Sßn.
Three thousand years ago, the Hittites called the night iĆĄpanza, the stars haĆĄtereĆĄ, and the moon Arma.
Two and a half thousand years ago, the Greeks called the night nux, the stars astra, and the moon SelĂȘnĂȘ.
Two thousand years ago, the Romans called the night nox, the stars stellae, and the moon Luna.
Kings and queens and heroes looked up at them. So did travelers coming home, and little children who sneaked out of bed. So did slaves, and mothers and soldiers and old shepherds, and Sappho and MurĆĄili and Enheduanna and Socrates and Hatshepsut and Cyrus and Cicero. In this darkness it didnât matter who they were, or where they stood. Only that they were human.
Think of that tonight, when you close your window. You are not alone. You share this night sky with centuries of dreamers and stargazers, and people who longed for quiet. Are you anxious? The Hittites were too: they called it pittuliyaĆĄ. Does your heart ache? The Greeks felt it too: they called it akhos. Those who look up to the stars for comfort are a family, and you belong to them. Your ancestors have stood under Nanna, SĂźn, Arma, SelĂȘnĂȘ and Luna for five thousand years. Now its light is yours.
May it soothe you well.
Angel of Limitless Strength
Seeker of Divine Excellence
Guardian of Radical Strength
Ruler of Radiant Peace⊠I sound like some sort of femdom bisexual god LMAO!
Guardian of Magnificent Pleasure
âGuardian of Powerful Visionsâ
⊠wait, powerful in what way, exactly?
Guardian of Radiant Mysteries. I like it!
Angel of Spiritual Pleasure ⊠*cackles*
Guardian of Spiritual Mysteries
Seeker of radiant revolution
Angel of Radical Truth
SEEKER OF MAGNIFICENT REVOLUTION
okay but can we just recognize that whoever wrote the Grinch song was a Shakespeare- level insulter?
Fun Fact: Dr. Seuss himself wrote those lyrics.
Dr. Seuss wasnât afraid to write a diss track about his OC and you shouldnât be either
I donât know why but that last comment reminded me of this
Itâs not really a diss track, but itâs still fire rap music by Dr Suess.
detail of Portrait Of A Young Girl by Jules Louis Machard, 1896
Hunyad Castle, Romania
by Olivia Notter
hey itâs october so i just thought iâd let you guys know iâll never post jump scares and am extremely anti-screamer or anything else along those lines. i hope youâre all ok and stay safe this month
feel free to rb this as much as you want! just because itâs tagged with âpersonalâ doesnât mean you shouldnât tell your followers this too. let people know you have a safe blog!
I think everyone should reblog this to be safe. So many people probably have anxiety over this stuff tbh.
Aaaaaa ! I really liked doing this drawing of my favorite koopalings ! they are from my childhood ;w;)-b đ