Misplaced Lens Cap
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Acquired Stardust
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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YOU ARE THE REASON
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
i don't do bad sauce passes
izzy's playlists!
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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@studiotheophania
more butches written like male protags in the good way. we won't have gender equality till we have fucked up women with a heart full of love and an interminable sadness around their eyes who wander the world with a sword, perhaps a gun, breaking hearts, taking names, and changing lives wherever they go
Me me me me me me me me me me me
the only true genders are pokemon go teams
testing: are you instinct and also nonbinary
Gender is a fish
#check out the planets rn... #mars and venus and moon all together in capricorn
Artist and weaver Lenore Tawney at work on a tapestry, circa 1966.
gloryhole but u put ur hair through it and someone braids it for u anonymously
Persian Serpent Tile Panels ❀
by William De Morgan
‘The Heavens as they were on April 25, 1384 (CE)’ by the Persian polymath Mahmud ibn Yahya ibn al-Hasan al-Kashi ( 1410 - 11 C.E.)
If I do something stupid, and describe it as, stupid in a Capricorn way... like I was too rigid and got really bossy and the situation broke under me... or if it was Neptunian like I was just totally spaced out and thinking of other things and caused an accident...
I'm not saying "Oh I didn't fuck up, it's just because I'm a cap moon! It's just because I'm having Neptune transits!"
I'm learning about astrology vis a vis my fuckups. I'm not making an excuse for it. I'm contextualizing it.
It helps me recognize patterns in my personality and mechanisms.
You're allowed to have flaws, you're allowed to be wounded
If you ignore your wound it makes a big noise because it wants to be attended to
If you focus on your wound it gets bigger and more dramatic because it doesn't contain its own solutions
Your wound doesn't want to Get Louder or Get Bigger
It wants to be seen by the warm light of your awareness. It wants you to notice it, give it metaphorical or literal soup and blanket, and tread lightly around it in the course of your day to day action.
Do not hate yourself for having limitations and blind spots. They are just an artifact of incarnation. It is similar to being mortal - it happens to everyone.
Working with the asteroid Chiron has helped me understand my flaws in the context of the wound of incarnation, and reframe them as something I can work with, with understandable parameters
rave on
buddy holly
a beautiful capricorn rising <3
virgo sun, gemini moon
buddy holly was one of my most beloved musical artists this year. his songs are the definition of "bops." i love to listen to them when i clean the kitchen and when i remember to bring my earbuds to the grocery store. he had the most tragic death in pop music. his death was as sad as schubert's.
A weaver works on a carpet at a carpet workshop in Isfahan, Iran
Details on the shells I’ve collected.
jupiter went into pisces today so i'm posting this as part of my astrological praxis
Ima start saying shit like “im retiring for the evening”
Betye Saar, Mystic Window for Leo, 1966
Temples
What's a temple? -- A resting place of divinity.
What's divinity? -- Everything.
Anywhere we put things down is a temple. The difference between those places and actual temples is that, the divinity framed by an actual temple is abstract. The Actual Temple serves the divinity of honoring divinity; the "temple" idea I'm talking about serves the divinity of the function of whatever rests there, the bowl of fruit or the car keys or the dirty clothes.
I have Pisces in the sixth house, and Virgo in the twelfth. Thoughts like this are how I talk myself into being tidy at all. I literally have to pray my way there. But like that's fine it sorta rocks. I love the idea of a house being lively with sacredness. But y'all my house. Is. Messy. My poor resting places. I have so many gosh dang things.
(I'm tagigng this Libra Rising b/c libra rising peeps mostly have virgo in the 12th and pisces in the 6th)
