all the scientists are fighting over who gets the chance to study me because i'm just so sexy and cool and interesting
all the scientists are fighting over who gets the chance to study me because i'm just so sexy and cool and interesting
•Happy October 24th! 🎃🕸•
[ID: A distorted photo of the book The Violent Season by Sara Walters. The book is on a wooden floor. There are fake blood splotches on the cover of the book and the title of the book looks like it is floating above the book.]
So Jo’s birthday is coming up, and this is the first blog birthday, so we’ve been trying to figure out how to celebrate. Our drafts are up to over 1K, and there’s so many good posts we’ve been waiting to blog/reblog, so we’ve reached a decision on how to celebrate. When possible, Jo will be going through the drafts and posting everything she is tired of waiting on to post. Which means it will essentially be a clusterfuck of a day. Many many posts will be had, but also since Jo will be busy that day, it’ll either all at once in the morning or all at once in the evening. Tagging will be … we’re gonna hope for the best. Inu does 99% of the tags on here.
Update on the Dracula reading, we’re almost done. Jo has (of course) attached herself to a minor character. She is trying to figure out how to make some original posts about it and the fact that the vibes in Dracula are polyamorous.
For Halloween we’re going to be do something similar to the birthday plan called Halloween Booktacular where we go through our drafts and post all the spooky posts. Inu sadly shot down Jo’s dream of Howl-o-ween (because she found a BUNCH of new Howl’s Moving Castle fanarts and Inu was Not Amused).
La oscuridad era vertiginosa. El hombre precisa de la claridad; el que se interna en las tinieblas se siente con el corazón oprimido. Cuando la mirada ve la oscuridad, el espíritu ve la turbación. En el eclipse, en la noche, en la opacidad fuliginosa, hay ansiedad incluso para los más fuertes. Nadie anda solo de noche por el bosque sin una especie de temblor. Sombras y árboles, dos espesuras temibles.
Una realidad quimérica aparece en la profundidad indistinta. A algunos pasos de nosotros se bosqueja lo inconcebible con una nitidez espectral. Se ve flotar en el espacio, o en nuestro propio cerebro, algo vago e impalpable como los sueños de flores dormidas.
En el horizonte hay actitudes feroces. Se aspiran los efluvios del gran vacío tenebroso. Se siente miedo y deseos de mirar hacia atrás. Las cavidades de la noche, las cosas que se hacen pavorosas, los perfiles taciturnos que se disipan a medida que se avanza, las imágenes oscuras y erizadas, espectros irritados y lívidos, lo lúgubre reflejado en lo fúnebre, la inmensidad sepulcral del silencio, los seres desconocidos, la inclinación misteriosa de las ramas, la espantosa torcedura de algunos árboles, el estremecimiento de la hierba, no hay defensa alguna contra todo esto.
No hay audacia que no se convierta en terror y no presienta la proximidad de la angustia. Se experimenta una cosa horrible, como si el alma se amalgamase con la sombra.
Si hay alguna cosa terrible, si existe una realidad que va más allá del sueño es ésta: vivir, ver el sol, estar en plena posesión de la fuerza viril, tener salud y alegría, reír con valor, correr hacia una gloria deslumbradora que se tiene delante, sentir en el pecho un pulmón que respira, un corazón que late, una voluntad que razona, hablar, pensar, esperar, amar, tener una madre, tener una mujer, tener unos hijos, tener la luz, y de repente, en el espacio de tiempo necesario para lanzar un grito, en menos de un minuto, hundirse en un abismo, caer, rodar, aplastar, ser aplastado, ver espigas de trigo, flores, hojas, ramas, no poder asirse a nada, apretar un sable inútil, tener hombres debajo de sí, caballos encima de sí, debatirse en vano, sentir rotos los huesos por alguna coz dada en las tinieblas, el tacón de una bota que os hace saltar los ojos, morder con rabia herraduras de caballos, ahogarse, aullar, retorcerse, estar allí debajo y decirse: ¡Hace un momento, yo vivía!
Digámoslo de paso; ser ciego y ser amado es, en efecto, en este mundo en que nada hay completo, una de las formas más extrañamente perfectas de la felicidad. Tener continuamente a vuestro lado a una mujer, una hija, una hermana, un ser encantador que está ahí porque tenéis necesidad de ella y porque ella no puede pasar sin vosotros, saberse indispensable a quien nos es necesario, poder medir incesantemente su afecto con la cantidad de presencia que nos da, y decirse: puesto que me consagra todo su tiempo, es que tengo todo su corazón; ver el pensamiento, a falta de la fisonomía, constatar la fidelidad de un ser en el eclipse del mundo, percibir el crujido de un vestido como un ruido de alas, oírlo y venir, salir, entrar, hablar, cantar, y pensar que uno es el centro de esos pasos, de esas palabras, de ese canto, manifestar a cada minuto su propia atracción, sentirse tanto más poderoso cuanto más impedido, llegar a ser en la oscuridad, y por la oscuridad, el astro alrededor del cual gravita este ángel, pocas felicidades igualan a ésta. La suprema dicha de la vida es la convicción de que se es amado; amado por sí mismo, digamos mejor, amado a pesar de sí mismo; esta convicción la tiene el ciego. En esa desgracia, ser servido es ser acariciado. ¿Le falta algo? No. Tener amor no es perder la luz. ¡Y qué amor! Un amor enteramente formado de virtud. No hay ceguera donde hay certidumbre. El alma busca a tientas el alma y la encuentra. Y esta alma encontrada y probada es una mujer. Una mano os sostiene, es la suya; una boca roza vuestra frente, es su boca: oís una respiración cerca de vosotros, es la suya. Poseerlo todo de ella, desde su culto hasta su piedad, no ser abandonado jamás, tener esa dulce debilidad que os socorre, apoyarse sobre esa caña inquebrantable, tocar con su mano la providencia, y poder tomarla en los brazos, como un Dios palpable, ¡que arrobamiento! El corazón, esa celeste flor oscura, cae en una expansión misteriosa. No se cambiaría esta sombra por toda la claridad. El alma ángel está allí, sin cesar; si se aleja, es para regresar, se borra como el sueño y reaparece como la realidad. Se siente su calor que se acerca. Hay en ella una efusión de serenidad, de alegría, de éxtasis; es un rayo de luz en la noche. Y mil pequeños cuidados. Naderías que son enormes en este vacío. Los más inefables acentos femeninos empleados para arrullaros, y supliendo para vosotros al Universo desvanecido. Se es acariciado por el alma. No se ve nada, pero se siente la adoración. Es un paraíso en tinieblas.
¿Puede transformarse la naturaleza humana completamente? ¿El hombre, creado bueno por Dios, puede ser convertido en malo por el hombre? ¿Puede el alma ser rehecha enteramente por el destino, y volverse mala si es malo el destino? ¿Puede el corazón deformarse y contraer dolencias incurables bajo la presión de una desgracia desproporcionada, como la columna vertebral bajo una bóveda demasiado baja? ¿No hay en cualquier alma humana, no había en la de Jean Valjean en particular, una chispa primitiva, un elemento divino, incorruptible en este mundo, inmortal en el otro, que el bien pueda desarrollar, fortalecer, purificar y hacer brillar esplendorosamente, y que el mal nunca pueda apagar?
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January 1967: Doctor Who and the Crusaders Published by Dragon UK paperback edition of Doctor Who and the Crusaders parrot_knight LiveJournal blog entry
Eskiden birini tanırdım bir gün hoca ona öyle bir bağırmıştı ki hocanın sesi kılmıştır bizde o gün adam akıllı ders işlemedik zaten ertesi gün bağırdığı çocuğun elinde bir termos gördüm sonrasında öğrenmiştim o gün çocuk hocaya ıhlamur kaynatmış . Hani bazı insanlar için o karıncayı bile incitmez deriz ya o ise bırakın karıncayı onu sokan akrebi besleyecek kadar iyi bir insandı geçenlerde gördüm onu ayak üstü konuştuk eski halinden eser kalmamış boynu bükük yolda yürüyordu
the dreaded powerful weapon: the Pumpkin Tiger Tally
1. What section of the bookshop do you head to first?
If I’m there to just browse, I usually go for the table with the bookshop owner’s or employees’ favorites or “special recommendations”.
2. Do you listen to music while you read?
No. No music while I read. I love my peace and quiet.
3. FAVE character from a book? Only one! Your fave of all time!
How on EARTH am I supposed to pick?! I really, truly can’t say. I can’t.
4. If you only had to only read one genre for the rest of your life what would you read?
Probably classics. They often build these big worlds of epic scope. They are wonderful to lose yourself in, and they often deal with archetypical themes like love, death, war, revenge. I never get tired of that.
5. Have you read any books more than twice?
I have! Among them The Ocean at the End of the Lane, The Three Musketeers, Jane Eyre and, most recently, Project Hail Mary.
Tagging you with your own tag, @notmanthelessbutnaturemore, and anyone who’d like to do this!
KIYGIN HASNA - Ben babacıyım! (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1145619100-kiygin-hasna-ben-babac%C4%B1y%C4%B1m?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=bengir2003&wp_originator=wkNorq%2FWHwYsoNGyaVzt4J9t5H3hyu0L8swg20kTGqMJ5L%2Fd2fxOIOIJGGqRjEMz0lAnnvMH9IYy9GZV0tRGClRRZKlZMZUXNExBWSxe76YATMGOAbezd%2FWQojIp9fXv Bazen sevgi yetmiyor bazı insanlara! Neden diye sorarsanız da verecek cevapları yoktur. Peki, onu seven insan? Onun hayal kırıklıkları, üzüntüleri ve keşkeleri ne olacak? Bu hikaye bunu anlatıyor. Keşkelere cevap, üzüntülere teselli olmaya çalışıyor.
shipwrecked but make it endless summer
⋆ marriage, birth, death and channeling ⋆
about Handfasting rite, Handparting rite, Birth rite, crossing the bridge, the intuitive process - categories of channeling, clearing the channel, external focal points, interpreting channeled information, the aura, sensory deprivation, the witches' cradle
յ. handfasting is the wiccan word for the marriage ceremony, it doesn't join man and women “till death do them apart” but it joins people “for so long as love shall last”, as a marriage it still meant to be a lifetime partnership but Wiccan understands that some marriages just doesn't work out, in these cases the couple will dissolve the partnership with the ceremony of handparting
շ. generally speaking Witches are very open-minded especially where religion is concerned, they feel that all should be free to choose the religion that best suits them, including Witches' own children a child should not be forced to folllow a particular religion just because it's the parents' religion, for this reason there is no wiccan “baptism”, instead in a simple ceremony the parents ask the gods to watch over the child and give them wisdom in choice when older, so children will be fully initiated when they'll be old enough to decide for themselves also in many branches of the Craft people are free to leave and also to return whenever they wish so then since Witches believe in reincarnation death is a moment of celebration rather than grief, that is a sign of selfishness as we are sorry for ourselves to have been left behind the rite performed at the death of a Witch is called crossing the bridge, there are no rules on what should be done with the body after
Յ. the word psychic means that which pertains to the spirit or higher consciousness, the word occult means that which is hidden from the uninitiated, in fact every one of us has beyond-the-physical abilities and they differ in individuals let's look first at channeling, the tapping into the collective consciousness in order to obtain needed information, the main two categories are: the physical, which relates to or has an effect oh physical objects and it includes psychometry, pendulum (radiesthesia), tea-leaf reading (tasseography), card reading (cartomancy), etc. the mental,, which deals with impressions received on some level of conscious awareness and it includes clairvoyance (“clear seeing”), clairaudience (hearing), clairsentience (sensing) and telepathy (thought transference)
կ. to become a channel there are some major points you must address in order to clear your mind: controlling the mind, removing emotions, self-examination, possessiveness, love, and meditation, as you continue to work on these the channel will gradually begin to clear
Տ. by clearing the mind and listening to you subconscious you can also locate lost objects like keys, there are tho methods to do that: for the first you have to calm yourself and rid yourself of all emotions then simply follow your inner urges and be guided from within, for the second you can use the pendulum either working on a yes/no basis or with sketch maps of the various rooms the key might have been left in
ճ. the body of a person is actually composed of seven distinct elements, the first three solid, liquid and gas form the physical body, the fourth element is the etheric body and interpenetrates the physical extending beyond it by about an inch, next is the astral body that extends several inches beyond the etheric, then the mental and spiritual bodies the energy patterns that the nonphysical bodies emanate can be seen by the adept and they're what is known as aura, the colors detected are usually indicative of the person's state of being, reading auras can be different for everyone because individual sensitivities are differ for everyone and you could be more sensitive to certain vibrations that others
from Raymond Buckland’s Complete Book of Witchcraft, the Big Blue Book recommended supplementary reading:
How to Read the Aura; How to Develop Psychometry; How to Develop Clairvoyance by W. E. Butler
Color Magick by Raymond Buckland
The Principles and Practice of Radiesthesia by Abbé Mermet
Amazing Secrets of Psychic World by Raymond Buckland & Hereward Carrington
I love love love seeing big girls on book covers! It makes my heart happy to see that the standard mold of what a perfect book cover model should look like is being restructured. The publishing industry has come a long way in representation of race, sexual orientation, mental health, and body positivity. I’m not saying that the book world is perfect, but I see that strides are being taken to change the old structure. So when I do see a book like Eat Your Heart Out with a plus sized chic on the cover I just have to give it a try. And let’s not forget the zombie on the cover. That’s a bonus! 😊
Vivian (Vee) , Allie, Steve, Rachel, Sheldon, and Paul are all staying in the same pod at Featherlite Camp, a rich kids weight loss camp for the next two weeks, all for different reasons. Some are there (willing or unwilling) to lose weight, some are there for hidden agendas and one is there just to earn some much needed cash.
On the very first day camp is already turning into a disaster. Flagstaff is being hit with its worst blizzard in history, a camper seems to have gone missing, the power is down and the generator can only supply power for the next 24 hours. To make matters worse the campers spot something in the snow that can not possibly be human.
After doing some investigating the group finds that Featherlite is not all what it claims to be and there are secrets the founders want to keep hidden. One of them being their claim to a 'miracle cure' for obesity. The other is the existence of “zombies”. The zombie secret is out of the bag when Featherlite is overrun with these hungry crazed creatures. No camper is safe and not all of them will make it out alive.
Eat Your Heart Out turned out very different than what I had anticipated. I was expecting a fun with a side of serious type of read, but this really wasn’t that kind of book. I mean I knew zombies were probably going to eat some people, but I expected a little more comedic action when being compared to Shaun of the Dead. Also seeing the fierce looking curvy girl beating up the zombie on the cover gave me humorous vibes. But this was definitely more serious with a sprinkling of humor. It tackled some serious issues. One of them being body positivity, which I always love, kudos to Kelly deVos. 👏👏
The story itself is face-paced and told through each of the major players' perspectives. Each character has been given a persona type that fits their personalities. Vee is Action Girl, Rachel is The Outcast, Paul is the Jerk, Steve Alternates between The Jock With The Heart Of Gold and The Courageous Captain, Sheldon is The Nerd, and Allie is The Basket Case.
Pretty much from the moment the campers get picked up there was enough going on to hold my attention. But I feel like maybe there was too much going on or too much flip flopping of the POV’s to really get invested in them. I really didn’t feel a connection to anyone.
Also while there was a lot going on there wasn’t really enough zombie action for me. Most of the time it was more like entertaining the idea of zombies, if that makes sense. It was more towards the end when all hell broke loose.
There was also ALOT of F-bombing. I’m perfectly OK with that, it doesn’t really bother me (I myself can have quite the potty mouth 🤭), unless it’s over the top and if it fits the story. But I’m just surprised because this is a YA book.
While this wasn’t a favorite for me, it was still worth the read. Some of the issues I felt were addressed are quite important for young readers especially. Just know going in, this a lot more melancholy than comedy.
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐑𝐂 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰.
Yes. Nancy has had a lot of “love interests” since the show began. She dated Nick. Then Owen. Had a fling with Gil. Had a one-episode flirtation with Tamura. Had a near-kiss in a dreamscape with Ace. Now, she’s most likely going to develop a crush on Agent Park. That’s six guys over the span of, what, about five months? That’s crazy, right?! Well...honestly...not really. Why not? Because five of those six guys weren’t actually love interests at all.
Nick was just a way for Nancy to deal with the grief of losing her mom. They met, were instantly attracted to one another, and then immediately began sleeping together before even knowing anything about each other. Once they started to get to know each other, however, they quickly learned they were incompatible, and their relationship fizzled out and ended almost as abruptly as it began.
Owen came along as Nancy and Nick’s relationship was already in trouble. The two were instantly attracted to each other, and Owen’s persistent and flirty nature eventually wore her down so that after things were over with Nick, it was easy for her to gravitate toward Owen. He was an older, successful, good-looking guy who was infatuated with her. He was her rebound. Being with him helped her get over the nagging feeling that maybe she should have tried harder to keep her relationship with Nick. Sure, she was going to run off to New York with him for a while, but not because she was madly in love with him. She was just done with everything she’d been dealing with all season. And then, of course, Owen was murdered, which ended their relationship. But they wouldn’t have lasted long anyway. He was just another distraction for her.
Then, there was Gil. I didn’t see an instant attraction between them, but more of an instant curiosity about each other—and it only got more intense as the Wraith latched onto Nancy and slowly clouded her judgement. There was never any love between the two. In fact, Nancy didn’t even seem all that interested in him until after Ace planted the idea in her head. Nancy and Gil’s “relationship” was short-lived and mostly controlled by the Wraith, and in my opinion, Gil doesn’t even count as a “love interest”.
Next, we have Tamura, who has never been confirmed as an official love interest for her. There was definitely a hint of something between the two, but mostly only coming from Tamura. The only time I detected any sort of attraction to him from Nancy was when she was under the lust spell. So, again, he can in no way be considered a love interest.
I’m going to skip over Ace for a second to discuss Agent Park, who will most likely be Nancy’s next big crush (based on the fact it’s been confirmed we’re getting a love triangle this season). Again, like Tamura and Gil, he’s not going to be an actual “love interest”. He’s going to be Nancy’s way of coping with wanting someone else that she thinks doesn’t want her back. Agent Park, like Owen, is older and good-looking and accomplished. Why wouldn’t she develop a bit of a crush on him? Why wouldn’t she have developed a crush on any of the guys listed here? It’s perfectly believable that a young woman Nancy’s age could very quickly move from one guy to another in a very short period of time because her relationships with them are not being portrayed as true love—just attraction.
Which leads me to Ace. It’s obvious that Nancy has been attracted to him from day one (she can be seen sneaking looks at him in season 1, and then in season 2 she reveals that she’s noticed how pretty his eyes are), but it wasn’t an instantaneous “love” connection. She didn’t have that automatic thought of “Oh, I MUST bang this guy STAT!” Instead, they slowly became friends. Partners in crime. They each became the person the other one trusted the most. They grew to love each other platonically first. And now, that platonic love has turned into something much, much more. This is something Nancy has never experienced with any other guy before.
Ace is the first and only guy Nancy has ever had to work for. Every other guy has immediately worshiped the ground she walks on. And while Ace does too, that’s not all he has to offer her. They’ve taken the time to get to know each other. They would do anything for each other. I’m sure they would even die for each other. Nancy never had that with Nick or Owen. Certainly not with Gil. She wouldn’t have had that with Tamura, and she won’t have that with Agent Park.
Ace has been Nancy’s only TRUE “love interest” this entire series. She may have liked and been attracted to many other men so far (sorry, but that’s only natural!), but she wasn’t in love with any of them. She’s in love with Ace, and I don’t see that changing anytime soon...especially after he realizes he’s in love with her, too. They’re soulmates. Endgame. And no other “potential love interest” is going to take that away from them.