Getting ready to see Papa Pilko and the Bin Rats with @rhiwinterflood . #papapilkoandthebinrats
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Getting ready to see Papa Pilko and the Bin Rats with @rhiwinterflood . #papapilkoandthebinrats
I made these in response to hate crimes in my community. They are full size and free to download and print if youâd like to use them, too.
I say we celebrate. We celebrate every joyful moment that we can bear to. We celebrate each other. We celebrate victories miniscule and galactic. We celebrate our own worth and we celebrate the worth of every member of the human race. We celebrate the effort that somehow came to naught, and we celebrate the moments when everything simply comes together in a constellation of perfection and there is victory. We celebrate, because to give in to despair will leave us no strength to fight. We celebrate in grey dresses and monotone voices. We celebrate in jeweltones and arias. We will celebrate because this might be the Apocalypse and we have learned from Buffy that when weâve done fighting this one, there will be another. We will celebrate because this might be Ragnaroc or it might be Armageddon but we will not go down without a fight. We will celebrate because joy only lives intermingled with grief. We will celebrate because every breath is a giant âFuck you!â to the mundanity of evil.
Source: windsparrow reposted from GothicCharmSchool
I say we celebrate. We celebrate every joyful moment that we can bear to. We celebrate each other. We celebrate victories miniscule and galactic. We celebrate our own worth and we celebrate the worth of every member of the human race. We celebrate the effort that somehow came to naught, and we celebrate the moments when everything simply comes together in a constellation of perfection and there is victory. We celebrate, because to give in to despair will leave us no strength to fight. We celebrate in grey dresses and monotone voices. We celebrate in jeweltones and arias. We will celebrate because this might be the Apocalypse and we have learned from Buffy that when weâve done fighting this one, there will be another. We will celebrate because this might be Ragnaroc or it might be Armageddon but we will not go down without a fight. We will celebrate because joy only lives intermingled with grief. We will celebrate because every breath is a giant âFuck you!â to the mundanity of evil.
Source: windsparrow reposted from GothicCharmSchool
In the village in the Ramtops where they understand what the Morris dance is all about, they dance it just once, at dawn, on the first day of spring. They donât dance it after that, all through the summer. After all, what would be the point? What use would it be? But on a certain day when the nights are drawing in, the dancers leave work early and take, from attics and cupboards, the other costume, the black one, and the other bells. And they go by separate ways to a valley among the leafless trees. They donât speak. There is no music. Itâs very hard to imagine what kind there could be. The bells donât ring. Theyâre made of octiron, a magic metal. But theyâre not, precisely, silent bells. Silence is merely the absence of noise. They make the opposite of noise, a sort of heavily textured silence. And in the cold afternoon, as the light drains from the sky, among the frosty leaves and in the damp air, they dance the other Morris. Because of the balance of things. Youâve got to dance both, they say. Otherwise you canât dance either.
Terry Pratchett, Reaper Man (via unrulyhedge)
I can only imagine how frightening it would be to see this performed in this way! I think it would seem seriously menacing!
I went to the a butterfly garden and it was soo beautifulâš #butterflies #butterfly #amazing #beautiful #garden #nature
With the little devil â€đș #blackcat #iloveblackcats #blackcatsofinstagram #witchy #witchwithcat #gothstyles #gothfashion #gothic #gothmodel #gothwoman #queenofdarknessfashion #queenofdarkness #altmodel #darkstyle #witchystuff #witchystyle #goth #gothgirl #romanticgoth #gothmakeup #darkelegance #gothwithcat
Model, MUA: N. Carmine - Artist page Jewelry,crown,photo & retouch:Aeternum Nocturne Gothic jewelry Dress: Phazeclothing.com Welcome to Gothic and Amazing |www.gothicandamazing.com
The crown and the necklace! â€
Thrifted today! Go me! #lovelybooks # magician #vampire #raymondfeist #katherineramsland #annerice
Reflections upon reflections. Tonight the world is a dark and scary place and I am alone. Wondering what is real and what is illusion. Can I ever make things right? #whatsreal #doesitmatter #karnivalofkaos #helskitchen
Getting back into making jewellery. I'm all thumbs right now so just practicing assembly for now. Today's effort. Btw. I'm new to Tumblr so may take me awhile to learn to navigate this thing.