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We had a small ice storm, and the roads are frozen. Spell borrowed from a fellow practitioner here on tumblr. I made a sigil for safety and cut it out as a snowflake. It’s the ogham duir/oak, coupled with a triple goddess symbol. Going in the dashboard!

I can’t remember who I got the idea from! If it’s you or you know who posted such, please let me know so I can thank them and give credit. :)

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I’m almost done with EMT school, and I can verify this 100%. We don’t give a shit what you’ve taken or how illegal it may be. We want to know what and how much so we can save your ass. Unless its directly related to a crime scene in some way, we don’t tell. 

It makes me enraged and also deeply saddened that the police state has become so entwined with every aspect of our lives that people are afraid to tell the truth to people trying to render them with emergency care. We’ve broken ourselves.

Boost because everyone should know!!!

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Cattleya labiata var. roeblingii Ames on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
Oakes Ames Orchid Herbarium (AMES)
This cattleya was exhibit at the rooms of the Mass. Horticultural Society in Sept. 30, 1899

I love how you can still see some of the 114-year old orchid’s coloring. Herbarium specimens are rad. ~AR



totalitarian dystopian future lit is like “what if the government got so powerful that all the bad stuff that’s already happening ALSO HAPPENED TO WHITE PEOPLE?”


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Orange is the new Perfection

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"The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?"

J. B. Priestly (via nilenna)

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My housemate has an amusing shirt. Apparently it upset his Wiccan friends.


I am the Enchantress.
I paint my lips with the blood of men and smudge my eyes with their shadowed sins, ensnare their hearts with spider’s silk and smokey promises.
They call me Succubus.


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Portland Bill by Ben Locke


✖ grunge/pale ✖

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