Eleanor Schnarr: Artist

Heed ye well the ink plumed sage his crooked auger bending a stone age, a sword age ere the world's ending

[eleanorschnarr]

This week in the reunited Kingdom: dwarf economics, hyperinflation, and mithril sickness!

Chapters: 16/35 Fandom: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Gimli & Legolas Greenleaf, Aragorn Elessar Telcontar/Arwen Undómiel, Eldarion Telcontar & Elrohir, Eldarion (Tolkien)/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Eldarion (Tolkien), Arwen Undómiel, Gimli (Tolkien), Legolas Greenleaf, Aragorn Elessar Telcontar, Elrohir (Tolkien), Elladan (Tolkien), Maglor | Makalaurë, Celiriel (Tolkien), Original Characters, Original Dwarf Character(s), Original Elf Character(s), Fëanor (Tolkien) Additional Tags: Adventure, Hurt/Comfort, Fourth Age of Arda (Tolkien), Dwarves (Tolkien), The Choice of the Peredhil (Tolkien), Adventure & Quest, Mystery, Political Intrigue, Ancient Secrets, forbidden knowledge, Dwarves of the Ered Luin (Blue Mountains), automatons, Existential Themes, Found Family, Angst, Worldbuilding, Minas Anor (Tolkien), Arnor (Tolkien), Gundabad (Tolkien), Khazad-dûm | Moria, Creator and Creation, Moral Dilemmas, The silmarillion is a science fiction book, Middle Earth with Technology, Cybernetics, Strong Female Characters, What happens when you give Middle Earth Nuclear fission?, Epic Friendship, Men Crying, Reincarnation, Eldritch Peredhel (Tolkien), Horse Girls, Kidfic, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Major Character Injury, Aftermath of Torture, Platonic Soulmates, Silvergifting adjacent, Dwarf economics, Gold Sickness (Tolkien), A new enemy appears: The Bourgeoisie, Author is a Historian, Plot Series: Part 5 of Bonebreaker Summary:

The world has changed. In the Fourth Age, ancient powers stir as Prince Eldarion confronts a forgotten, perilous knowledge and a rising shadow of unnatural discovery and artifice.

While he quests into lost kingdoms after forbidden knowledge, within Minas Anor, new bonds offer fragile solace against old sorrows. In this dawning era, every soul must find its own path, each one, in the end, alone with the silence of the Gods.

[eleanorschnarr]

remember this one?

[eleanorschnarr]

[bene-batch]

Not good for thinking.

[losethehours]

This scene is the indicator that Sherlock Holmes had not reverted to drugs and become addicted again. He had every medical reason to use the morphine and instead chose to turn it down and deal with the pain so he could think.

[eleanorschnarr]

Actually... Janine says she turned it down

[vashsunglasses-deactivated20200]

This is Ricardo Montalban. He is a white man. He played Khan. Therefore the casting of Benedict Cumberbatch as Khan is NOT whitewashing because Kahn was always played by a white guy. A white guy in brownface mind you, but a white guy all the same.

If you have problems with Benedict’s casting as a white man named Khan Noonian Singh then you should also have problems with Ricardo Montalban’s casting as a white man named Khan Noonian Singh.

I get the feeling that some people feel as if all “brown” people are interchangeable… (While ignoring the fact that not all Latinos are brown.) They’re cool with South Korean people playing Japanese characters (*cough* Sulu) or Latino people playing Indian characters because they’re all not-white and that somehow makes them into one homogeneous mass.

[eleanorschnarr]

anyway, he's a GENETICALLY ENGINEERED SUPERHUMAN he's not really a race. 

[eleanorschnarr]

tattoo designs

[ludimagister-deactivated2017063]

In some remote corner of the universe, poured out and glittering in innumerable solar systems, there once was a star on which clever animals invented knowledge. That was the highest and most mendacious minute of “world history”—yet only a minute. After nature had drawn a few breaths the star grew cold, and the clever animals had to die. One might invent such a fable and still not have illustrated sufficiently how wretched, how shadowy and flighty, how aimless and arbitrary, the human intellect appears in nature. There have been eternities when it did not exist; and when it is done for again, nothing will have happened. For this intellect has no further mission that would lead beyond human life. It is human, rather, and only its owner and producer gives it such importance, as if the world pivoted around it. But if we could communicate with the mosquito, then we would learn that he floats through the air with the same self-importance, feeling within itself the flying center of the world.

Friedrich Nietzsche, On Truth and Lie in an Extra-Moral Sense (via ludimagister)

[eleanorschnarr]

You can picture the gods however you want. If Thor looks like Hemsworth and you feel comfortable with that image then go for it! No one can tell you how to personally worship the gods, nor should they. I am a devotee of Thor myself, and I have a picture of Hemsworth Thor on my altar along with a Marvel statue of Thor.

they're definitely different in my mind both on a very corporeal level [mythological Thor is ginger and has a beard] but also i think mythology taps into a deeper, archetypal magick, which the marvel version is separated from by style and the secular nature of modern storytelling. the marvel universe is a lot of fun but there's something primal, ancient and very very real about Thor which feels trivialized in his more modern iteration. 

[eleanorschnarr]

So ive been storing artwork behind this old bookshelf in my room for over a decade, moved it and found some buried treasures!

[as you can see i was quite the political satirist]

[einmyriasx-blog]

[eleanorschnarr]

Taken from lore, Sigyn has one primary mystery: She endured. She consciously chose to honor the commitments of Her heart and to endure in the face of unprecedented loss, grief and misery. Loki’s ordeal in the cave, perhaps the defining moment of His mythos, was also Her ordeal in the cave. The...

http://eleanorschnarr.tumblr.com/post/47052321613/sygins-song-my-love-i-am-afraid-for-my-cup

i think you'll appreciate this [the poem is Sygin speaking]

[upbeatblue]

What really is Yggdrasil?

I think it might be the Astral plane, and the whole tree thing is a metaphor.

[eleanorschnarr]

i like to think of it a a metaphor for the mind, or rather for understanding truth, like The Ash the mind is a vessel for the whole of the universe in microcosm, also makes the myth of Odin hanging from it so much deeper. 

[eddamacated]

Often he speaks | who never is still With words that win no faith; The babbling tongue, | if a bridle it find not, Oft for itself sings ill.

Hávamál, stanza 29, trans. Bellows (via eddamacated)

[eleanorschnarr]

Are gods real?

 yes, i believe that the divine [meaning anything that people call a god] is very real, as real as humans really. but that doesn't mean that they are natural. we exist as spiritual beings only so far as we create a narrative of spirituality. on a more natural level we exist as psychologically realized individuals so far as we have language and therefore memory. a language can be called real, as far as signs are concerned, but as far as a referential level it's very ephemeral. i can type or say the word CAT and that will make you think of a cat, for which you will have a multitude of visual and linguistic symbols for a cat, but the essence of the cat itself remains a mystery because of individual subjectivity.

now, instead of a Cat, let's make it a god. i can recite all the names of Odin, memorize the Havamal, and get a Valknut tattooed to my forehead and i'm still just repeating symbols. what makes them divine is the state that they inspire with in me. I call this magic.

i guess what i'm saying is that at the end of the day it's less about proving the concrete existence of one deity or another and more about the [yes, i could use the term Jungian archetype here] psychological state that they bring about.

the thing that i love about Odin, is the combination of language and violence, it seems to sum up the human experience very well, we are all just stories and corpses in the end.

the lore are narratives, textual signs and spiritual referents, and so are people, narratives on top of narratives with layers and symbolism and secrets and wisdom, packed into a bloody, disgusting sack of flesh and shit.

so are the gods real? yes, they're just as real as we are!

[eleanorschnarr]

The coward believes he shall live forever, If the fight he faces not; But age shall not grant him the gift of peace, Though spears may spare his life.

[eleanorschnarr]

prayer to Odin

to the god of blood and signs

let I fall a little drink

to mingle with the earthly streams

and into soil sink

like the corpses of the fallen

who molder in the grave

we all shall fall, our stories end

the coward and the brave

memories will all men be

when their light no longer shines

A corpse, a name, and a humble prayer

to the god of blood and signs

[siaurietiska-arbata-deactivated]

Hávamál, Odin's wisdom to mankind

” The unwise man is awake all night, and ponders everything over; when morning comes he is weary in mind, and all is a burden as ever. “

[thesacrificinganimal-blog]

The Crucible of Neoliberal Capitalism

In which Alan Greenspan lays a wreath on Ayn Rand’s grave, a Eucharistic morsel is used in the creation of a love spell, queen Tiye’s coup goes horribly awry, and I try neoliberal capitalism on the charge of witchcraft.

  For the full post go to: http://thesacrificinganimal.blogspot.com

[eleanorschnarr]

Everyone read this, this guy is a genius!