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@hellslittleexile
Literally just put it together today that Dan and Phil are apparently NOT the guys that created Phineas and Ferb. I was legit happy for Dan Povenmire and his partner scrolling through here seeing all the posts, but it just turns out I’m just part of zero of the involved fandoms and have connected some catastrophically wrong dots at some point.
idk. I'm not the same person I was when I ran this blog. or like, that was like, three people ago lmfao
for more than a year been getting "felt cute might delete later (now)" vibes about this whole blog but then I'd be like, idk weirdly attached to all of these horrible, life destroying delusions I was having, some of the worst traumas, like all this awful shit.
but then there's stuff I genuinely would like to save, and like tattoos I feel like it's hard to truly regret smth like that bc it still holds a piece of your story in an irreproducable way?
idk man. but if this place is suddenly gone, don't be shocked.
maybe I'll just private it or smth, password lock however that works
‘Thoth and the Chief Magician’, 1925. Evelyn Pau
What spells do you recommend to make yourself less visible in a specific person's eyes? Someone who pays you too much attention, though their intentions are unclear. I need a way to take their attention off me and put it somewhere else.
Grind black poppy seeds in a mortar and pestle into a smooth consistency. Add about a teaspoon into a tablespoon of cornstarch. Get a powder brush and lightly dust over your body, whilst chanting and visualising the target:“By poppy black and powder whiteinvisible as the dark of nightit is not me you seek!” You can do this before you know you will be seeing them, such as before school/work etc.
Summoning Spring
Tired of frigid temperatures and the glare of sun on snow, a heartfelt attempt to lure the sun, spring, and Ra back to us that much the sooner.
was just chilling watching tv when i got a strong urge to check out what my wife was playing on her new phone. it was this simple fighting game that’s played in stages. the particular stage she was just about to finish was all ancient egypt themed. don’t wanna call it a sign but... did feel compelled to reach out a little after that.
"Under the Protection of the Gods, 1908" - Watercolor Painting by Howard Carter
Could you do a poem for Ptah please ?
O' Ptah,
take my body,
and from it
craft me an altar.
For by your word I must learn to worship on the altar of myself.
Divine Architect,
bend my spine and crack my ribs,
so a candle may be cradled inside,
lit by Ma'at.
Festival of Wag 2021
The Festival of Wag takes place for me about two weeks after the religious new year. I haven't spent as much time with my ancestors in recent months [due to lack of energy] and there was nothing major calling me to go all out. So I chose little moments throughout the weekend. Here follows a picture diary, if you will.
I have a designated coffee cup I use daily. (It's one of those witch's brew cauldron cups if you want to know.) For coffee with my ancestors on the first day, I hauled out my star covered coffee cup.
Why stars, you may ask? Because in addition to the river imagery that comes up with my ancestors, so too does star imagery. Both images are how my brain encapsulates the many ancestors who have latched onto me over the years. Both are also a direct result of having spent too many years focused on the Afterlife texts.
We, of course, had coffee outside because my ancestors are also interested in getting me to go the fuck outside.
I had potted the clippings from the pothos on Wep Ronpet and promptly added my red phallus into the container for safe keeping and, of course, for fertility reasons. Weppy is doing well and I spent time with him.
This is an heirloom pothos. It was given to me by my mother in law after her mother passed. The primary plant sits in my kitchen in a hanging basket (and is named Phyllis). I had a dream about the cuttings eventually cascading down the window in this picture and Weppy moved next to the ancestors' Bible and my St Benedict medallion for safe keeping.
I don't usually have alcoholic beverages and especially not on ancestor holidays. Too many addicts and alcoholics in the family. But with last night being the eve before the five days of the Festival of Drunkenness, I made an exception. And we even socialized with humans too.
This morning, Hurricane Henri put an appearance around 8am. I went outside to watch just like my grandfather went outside to watch the 2011 tornado. The best view was on the back patio as the wind picked up and the rain really got started.
It was both homage to an old man who would sit on the porch during all manner of wild summer weather and a moment for that inner child who loved to feel the rain on her skin, soaking her clothes in summer. In thanks, maybe, the inner child birthday gift that was extremely delayed (we thought it would never show up and were discussing refunds) arrived today.
Finished off the holiday with tea and cookies, enjoying the autumnal scents of a new candle.
The 3,400-year-old royal city was built by Amenhotep III, abandoned by his heretic son, Akhenaten, and contains stunningly preserved remains
I felt the urge to set up a little something on Sunday and actually spend some time in proper reflection and worship, only to find our today that was the summer solstice. nice little kick in the ass to my faith issues as of late
Gold Ring of Nefertiti
Finger-ring of gold, incised on the top with the name of Queen Neferneferuaten Nefertiti.
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I rarely post here anymore bc my religiousness has been suffering more than usual the past several months due to not even having a space to put my shrine. it's packed up in a box right now and all I can do is wear my usual jewelry, and it doesn't fit in my relationship with djehuty to make offerings or do ceremonies or anything without a shrine. we usually have a very casual and laid-back kind of relationship, but this is one of those sticklers where I can feel in my bones to just Not Do That, yknow?
but im taking comfort in the fact that my in laws have decided to quit claim their house to us when they start roadtriping with their youngest daughter and homeschooling her. so ill have space then! lol
a lot of emphasis is placed on discerning whether or not certain events are really “signs” from the gods or not, and that’s absolutely important, but it’s also okay to just see the divine in things. whether something is really directed at your or not, the gods are everywhere. that thunderstorm may not have been personally sent from zeus to you, but that doesn’t mean that it wasn’t him at all. i see sparrows all the time not because of some divine portent but because they live all over my neighborhood, but they always remind me of aphrodite. seeing the divine in the everyday is a beautiful thing.
thinking abt this post again. last night on my drive home from work, rabbits ran across my path twice, in two different areas. this morning during my morning prayers an exceptionally large robin perched on my neighbor’s roof and stared at me through my window. reasonably they all make sense because it’s springtime & i see these animals plenty but there’s still something divine about it. they’re literally everywhere.
🌑 New Moon Magic 🌑
The new moon occurs when the sun and moon are aligned. At this phase, from our perspective on Earth, the dark side of the moon is facing us, as none of its side is illuminated by the sun. This is the first phase of the lunar cycle.
✨ Focus: clean slate, new beginnings, fresh starts, hope, openness
🔮 Mantra: “I am strong, I am powerful, I am calm, I can do anything”
🕯️ Self-care prompts and rituals:
Create a new playlist with music that inspires you.
Tidy your home and reset the energy in your space.
Take care of your house plants and/or your garden.
It's a good time to start a new project or build a new habit.
Designate a new space for your project, or clean-up your desk.
Plan for a new activity that you've been willing to try.
Start a journal to write about your new journey.
Read inspirational quotes.
Take a close friend out to lunch and share your ideas and dreams.
Go to a museum in your city or look up artwork online.
Change your bed sheets and pillowcases.
Go somewhere you’ve never visited before.
In "Ancient Egyptian Herbal Wines," published in the prestigious Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences in May 2009, McGovern details his analysis of the tomb treasure from Abydos belonging to the proto dynastic ruler Scorpion I. It was unearthed in 1988 by the Cairo branch of the German Archaeological Institute and dated to 3150 BC, at the very beginning of the pharaonic line that would govern the Egyptian kingdom for the next three thousand years. Some seven hundred pottery jars of a "foreign type" were found perfectly intact, amounting to about twelve hundred gallons of a royal potion. After isolating tartaric acid, the key biomarker for wine and grape products, McGovern decided to search the "yellowish flaky residue" within the jars for any herbal additives. His high-tech analysis, using solid phase microextraction (SPME) and gas chromatography-mass spectrometry (GC-MS), revealed a series of complex monoterpenes that naturally occur in a number of different plants and herbs.' Among other chemical compounds, camphor, borneol, carvone, and thymol were ex tracted from the ancient residue. They are all found in yarrow (Achillea), which McGovern has elsewhere described as "highly suggestive of a ritual involving psychoactive plants."
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Because the divine intoxicant was meant to accompany the Egyptian pharaoh into the underworld, however, its use as an advanced religious bio technology cannot be overlooked. Just like the beer from Mas Castellar de Pontós, the special brew may have fueled the visionary states that allowed Scorpion I and later Egyptian kings to both witness and become one with the gods. Although priestesses are thought to have been the original enologists, and "lore surrounding the vine personified it as a female entity," Osiris likely predated Dionysus as the first male wine god.
According to the oldest surviving illustrated papyrus roll, which preserves the ancient Egyptian coronation ceremony in amazing detail, wine would be presented as an "Eye of Horus" in order to cure the king of his "spiritual blindness." A ritual meal was then ingested as part of the "secret rites" engineered to transform Osiris's earthly representative into the wine god himself. In this supreme act of "mystical conjunction" - drinking the god to become the god - the human king sought to merge with Osiris as the Lord of Death. In preparation for his eternal sleep, the royal initiate is said to have traveled to and actually experienced the cosmic underworld, receiving the awesome knowledge of what lies beyond the threshold of death. Thousands of years before Jesus or the lamas interviewed by Father Francis, the Egyptian pharaohs are said to have acquired the light body of a "shining spirit" (akh in Egyptian) that allowed them to traverse the starry afterlife.
Brian C. Muraresku, The Immortality Key: The Secret History of the Religion With No Name