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Stars in Slavic worldview
Deep conviction that fate of humans and fate of stars are entwined together was firmly in place among most if not all Slavic peoples. All the way until 20th century Slavic villagers from various regions would tell you that every person has their own star. It appears in the sky on the day of their birth and falls from heavens when they die. If a person moved or travelled far away from home their star would follow them in the skies, dwelling among strange foreign constellations. Heroes, rulers and people of great influence have big and bright stars, while the stars of unproductive and weak people tend to be small and flickering. „Takava mu je zvezdata” („So is his star”) goes Bulgarian saying which means „that’s what is fated to him”. You could also hear „silna mu je zvezdata” („his star is strong”) or perhaps, about a sickly child „to je slabó zvezdo!” („that’s a weak star!”). In many Slavic languages people who do particularly well for themselves are said to be „born under a lucky star”.
Meteor rains were sometimes considered souls of warriors, that fell in some bloody battle playing out on Earth in that very moment. In many regions of Poland, Belarus and Ukraine a single falling star was believed to be a soul of unbaptized child, and women of those lands could be caught naming them and bidding them warm farewell to ensure the peace of their soul in the afterlife.
This profound connection between human souls and stars could be used by malevolent witches wishing to cause harm to someone. To kill a person witch would seek out their star, take it off the sky and throw it into a well to extinguish it.
On the other hand in some parts of Western Russia, Belarus, Serbia, Croatia and Bulgaria falling stars were viewed as zmeys (Slavic dragons), flying by to visit their human lover or bring new riches back to a hidden home. A particular Belarusian belief has it that falling stars are actually charts flying to bring their witch wives gold and grain. If you find the place where the star lands you can also find the witch and her hoard.
By Nesirtyre (i.e. me)
Sources: „Kultura Ludowa Słowian, Zeszyt Drugi, Kultura Duchowa” by K. Moszyński „Religia Słowian” by Andrzej Szyjewski „Balkan Traditional Witchcraft” by Radomir Ristic art: V. Korolkov “Noc”
Communist Tumblr: I’m gonna ignore almost a century of communist atrocities, disregard real accounts from people who live/lived under said regimes, and tell you with vague, empty words filled with smugness and contempt why it’s the best damn system in the world when applied the right way, without saying how exactly it’s supposed to be done.
{ “Fern flower” by Witold Pruszkowski }
The fern flower is a magic flower in Baltic mythology, in Estonian mythology and in Slavic mythology. According to the myth, this flower blooms for a very short time on the eve of the summer solstice.
The flower brings fortune to the person who finds it. In various versions of the tale, the fern flower brings luck, wealth, or the ability to understand animal speech. However, the flower is closely guarded by evil spirits and anyone who finds the flower will have access to earthly riches, which have never benefited anyone, so the decision to pick the flower or leave it alone is left up to the individual.
Oy day, Bozhe, vesnu pochat’ (Oh God, let spring begin) zaklychka/vesnyanka from Chernobyl region. Vesnyanka’s are the ancient Ukrainian ritual songs associated with the beginning of spring and the approach of spring field work.
Recorded by Iryna Klymenko, Volodar Band, 2003
Ève Lavallière
Sarah Bernhardt
Nora Kerin
Rita del Erido
Lily Elsie
Zena Dare
(Unknown)
Sarah Bernhardt
Gina Cormani with another actress
Phyllis Dare & Carrie Moore
if we talk seriously, it is hard to comprehend the scale of westerners’ hypocrisy regarding the amount of attention to ukraine. you know, it’s not exactly ukrainians’ problem that westerners care only when it’s a country that is situated right next to them and has enough population and technologies to be visible everywhere on internet. that’s not ukrainians who prevent them from writing about a massacre carried out by a russian wagner group in a village in the western african country of mali on march 4 where they did everything russian military did in bucha allegedly fighting terrorism. that’s not ukrainians who hide information about the same wagner group harassing and raping civilians in central african republic, a country whose ongoing civil war russia actively fuels. it’s just much easier to say “russia never colonized africa” on twitter. that’s not ukrainians who make them ignore the anniversary of khan shaykhun chemical attack on april 4 that was carried out by the assad regime assisted by russia and killed around 100 people. no, it’s just much easier to mention palestine or yemen out of context because how dare people being distracted from hating america. the only problem those people have is that reality does not fit their self-centred fantasies in which the west is the only imperial and colonial force that can exist, and because of that they are ready to justify genocides
Wesele (The Wedding) by Andrzej Wajda from 1972.
Based on Wesele by Stanisław Wzspiański from 1901.
Set at the turn of the century, the story concerns a Polish poet living in Cracow who has decided to marry a peasant girl. The wedding is attended by a heterogenous group of people from all strata of Polish society, who dance, get drunk and lament Poland’s 100-year-long division of Poland under Russia, Prussia, and Austria. The bridegroom, a painter friend, and a journalist each in turn is confronted with spectres of Polish past. In the end a call to arms is called but turns out to be a hoax. (Plot from imdb.com)
19th Century 3D stereo card, by the Keystone View Company (“Diana” 1879 by Lefebvre)
A woman in different types of Crimean Tatar traditional clothing, Yalta, 1914. She was a relative of photographer Petr Venedisov who took these photos.
I dream of golden places our shining faces our endless waste And your boundless taste
Sapphire ~ 1969 ~ Romain de Tirtoff (1892-1990), a Russian-born French artist and designer known by the pseudonym Erté
Ahmet Nejat, found at peraartgallery.com
Her name is Kira Obedinskaya.
She’s 12 years old and she’s from Mariupol.
Her mom died when Kira was an infant. Her dad, Yevhen, died during the r*ussian shelling of the city on March 17. Kira was wounded while trying to leave the city and (with people she was together) forcefully deported to Donetsk - on the territory occupied by r*ussia.
It’s kidnapping.
It’s mass deportation.
It’s happening right now and I want to scream about that at the top of my lungs.
Kira has a grandfather, Oleksandr, who wants to take her home, but he’s unable to do so. Mostly because r*ssians are unwilling to negotiate. And, probably, because they sincerely enjoy torturing people.
The only thing I can do is scream about her. About her and about all the broken lives. And maybe, just maybe, if we scream loud enough we’ll be heard.
So please, scream about Kira too.
Monica Vitti in "La cintura di castità" (Pasquale Festa Campanile - 1967)
From a 9th century Irish manuscript, the phrase ‘massive hangover’ (Latheirt) written in the ancient Irish text Ogham. The monk must have been having a very rough day…..
Source
The exact translation is “ale killed us” which is somehow better