Ghost story, Karen Jerzyk

Kaledo Art

Origami Around

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Stranger Things
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Cosimo Galluzzi

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shark vs the universe
DEAR READER
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Misplaced Lens Cap

PR's Tumblrdome
taylor price
styofa doing anything

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izzy's playlists!
Acquired Stardust
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Ghost story, Karen Jerzyk
Red Lights : Vatican France-based photographer Aishy shares shots of The Basilica di San Pietro, in the heart of the Vatican, under a new glance, a new light. Wow.
Abandoned New England by Skyler Brown
The woods are lovely, dark and deep 🍃🍂
Part 2 🍃
I think I accidentally deleted half of this post so here’s part 3 and 4 again lol enjoy
Cécile Berrubé (@cecile_illustrations)
The Sacred Tree of Takeo Shrine (Takeo’s Okusu Tree) Location: Outside Mifuneyama Rakuen Garden
Over 3000 years old, this camphor tree is the 7th largest tree in Japan. It is 30m tall with a trunk circumference of 20m, its branches span 30m wide from east to west, and 33m wide from north to south. This is the sacred tree of Takeo Shrine, which was built in the Nara period (735 CE). The roots of the tree resemble the feet of elephants and are wrapped in rough bark, with their central section split open near the surface of the ground. Inside is a gaping cavity with an area of 12 tatami mats, which houses a stone shrine deep within.
[ID: A brightly lit telephone booth is nestled in some bushes and brambles. The phone booth is the only source of light in the photo. /End ID]
they who watch over the woodlands
the dubious philosophy of salmon
Vultures are holy creatures.
Tending the dead.
Bowing low.
Bared head.
Whispers to cold flesh,
“Your old name is not your king.
I rename you ‘Everything.’”
deer in cemeteries
Diners from TV at night
the energy these have is like nothing I have ever seen
Cranes overwintering in Jasper County, Indiana
I wasn't expecting to read your blog and have my habit of making shit up as I go along validated today. But I suppose it is a good way to not appropriate from other cultures so that works. Even as a baby witch I 90% go with gut. So far it's worked out fine for me. So I'll just keep on keeping on.
This is what I have done with every spell that’s ever worked for me.
TBH, once you get in deep, you don’t learn from humans or their writings any longer.
Here’s some Deep Knowledge that I had from the Hanged God, on the top of a mountain where snow howled and the air was thin on a plane that was not ours;
“Allfather,” I asked. “Why was it that you did not see to it that the old rituals for you and the other gods were preserved?”
And He laughed, and said “Because they did not matter. The rituals for us you make now are as good. The old ones were good in that time. The new ones are good now in this time. It is pointless for you to get so mired in what was in a time lost that you lose sight of the meaning behind your actions here and now. A thousand years from now they will be different again, and still good.”