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Reading Giveaway 💕✨🔮

I adore October because it has 3 of my favorite holidays!! Halloween, Samhain, and Dia de Los Muertos are near and dear to my heart so I wanted to do a small giveaway for 10 people!

This giveaway consists of premade spreads for a total of 76 cards! It's a massive reading, so this will only last a week before announcing the winners.

The reading consist of:

A 13 card Halloween Spread

A second 6 card Halloween Spread

A 6 card Samhain spread

A 6 card Dia de Los Muertos Spread

An 8 card Moon Phase Spread

A 24 Card Astrology Zodiac Spread

A 2 Card Spirit Animal Spread

The winners will be announced and messaged on Monday, October 14th, 2019. If you do not reply within 48 hours, a different person will be chosen.

A 4 Card Crystal Affirmation Spread

A 1 card Lunar Message Spread

A 6 Card Monthly Reading Spread

You can enter (reblog/like) as many times as you'd like, but be courteous to your followers and try not to spam!

Do not tag as a giveaway, this is not affiliated with Tumblr.

Winners will be randomly chosen!

The readings will be sent out during October 31st and November 1st, 2019

If you are not one of the lucky 10 to win, don't despair! You can also purchase this massive reading for only $35! That's more than 50% off the regular pricing! Please feel free to message me for additional information needed to get this reading out to you!

Have fun 💕

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here is your sign, if you needed one.

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America

American is a frequently used term that many are proud of. But what is an American? Is it the indigenous people that were slaughtered and forced onto reservations after aiding the British colonizers? Can Americans be anyone on North America and South America? They are Americans just as much as Europeans are Europeans. To truly explore the idea of Americans you have to look at the history of it.

Before Christopher Columbus “discovered” America in 1492, the Icelandic Vikings had explored the land in A.D. 1000. What many people forget is that they were indigenous people here first. A phrase I have noticed come into conversation a lot due to the recent immigration issues it “white people/the founding fathers were immigrants too.” Some white people were immigrants, the Irish, Scotland, Sweden, Germany etc. The difference with the founding fathers is that they were (or were the descendants of) colonizers.

Great Britain set out to claim this land as their own, regardless of the people living there. They called the indigenous people savages and Indians based on Christopher Columbus not knowing where he was. We based a holiday on the helpfulness and knowledge of the indigenous people only to slaughter them for land, wealth, sport, or because they were defending themselves and their land. We later broke treaties, ignored the culture and governments these tribes had and forced them off their land to a small reservation.

Moving down through history, hundreds of thousands of people died in the quest for glory and power. It has changed form throughout the years, from “Manifest Destiny” telling them to move West to needing to keep colored immigrants out for safety. This includes but is not limited to Africans enslaved and then later segregated and killed, Salem residents accused of being witches, accused communists, Japanese (internment camps were more common than death), Middle Easterners and Muslims, LGBTQIA+, and most recently the Mexican children being separated from their parents and put into cages at the southern border.

Because of American History it is hard for me to be proud of my country. I grew up hearing about how lucky I was that I was born here. I realize that because I was born here I am given certain opportunities I wouldn’t be awarded elsewhere, but that doesn’t make it easier for me.

What I am proud of is the first amendment. Freedom of speech and freedom of the press (to name a few) is so incredibly important. It allows the press to publish things the public needs to know about our elected officials so we can decide the best course of action for the future of our country. Freedom of speech allows me to speak up for groups that have been oppressed and fight for equality and equity.

I am proud that because of where I was born, I am able to make a difference by using my voice. The voice that refused to be silenced and overlooked. The voice America’s injustices have created.

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❗❗❗ If ICE shows up to your house with an ICE warrant -  they can’t get into your house and search your property and documents unless you let them. If they have a warrant signed by a judge - they can ❗❗❗

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Remember when the fucking Notre Dame burned down and everyone knew instantly and it was over every single news outlet?

Well there’s been a massacre going on in Sudan for DAYS and NOBODIES COVERING IT!

So there is currently a media blackout in Sudan to try and coverup the horrors taking place:

Stop what you’re doing and please reblog this. Innocent people are being murdered, people are trapped, have no internet access, and are being raped by the dozens on the streets of Sudan.

The death toll is estimated to be over 300 civilians. And the fact that not a single major news outlet is covering this is horrific and disgusting. Please help get the word out about Sudan!

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Everything about auras- a masterpost

I first realized I saw auras, I actually questioned it, once my great grandma (amazing witch, awful person) asked me, at 12 years old, if I could see “colors over people’s heads”. I had never asked myself why, but I actually did. For all my life I’ve been seeing auras and it was the first time someone put it into words. She didn’t say much after that, but I was curious, of course. It wasn’t till 4 years ago, when I began my practice, that I started to “use” my “powers”. I never knew why it was that I could read people, why I knew everything about their lives without them telling me. It was always because I’m able to see their auras.

My first time reading an aura

The first time I actually made an effort to READ an aura, not just see it, was a couple months ago, through a witchy Discord server. A girl asked if someone could see her aura and I simply tried to. I remember telling her that she was very depressed, and that something had just happened which left her hopeless. I gave more insight, and I honestly felt very depressed in that moment and energetically drained, I had to pause for a bit. She told me everything I had said was simply spot on, which left me very happy. This way I also discovered that, hey, I can see auras through a picture!

How are auras? How can I see them?

Auras, for me, sometimes look like an aurora borealis over the person’s head, sometimes it looks like a crown, or a flower crown. They can be multiple colors at a time or simply one, there are different shades too. Don’t believe it if someone tells you “my aura is x color”, that’s not a right statement, the right statement would be “my aura is x color at the moment”, auras can vary color throughout your whole life, and it depends on your mood and the overall vibes that you give, what you feel inside. Seeing auras for me it’s just looking at the person’s head. But you can do it by looking at someone, closing your eyes and leaving your mind blank, then just focus on the person at matter. Colors will appear for sure, amongst other information that will be useful if you’re doing a reading.

Aura readings, clairsentience, and being an empath

I’ve never heard anyone talk about this, but I feel it’s very important. I’d dare compare aura readings to spirit work; it can be VERY draining and it can leave you moody or even feeling depressed.

The first time I experienced clarisentience while doing an aura reading I was reading someone who wasn’t very well mentally. When getting that information I felt my chest just hurt and i felt like i wanted to cry. Another time, I felt a terrible cigarette taste in my mouth, I don’t smoke and that was terrible to go through, I felt it all on my teeth and my tongue, I really had to concentrate to make it go away. It usually happens with coffee, when the person is a regular coffee drinker, and sometimes I also hear music while doing them.

Colors

Well this is a very tough subject, because I don’t think correspondences are the same for everyone, yes they can be similar stuff, but it’ll never be exactly what someone says, so take this list with a grain of salt and as always do your research and experiment for yourself, that way you’ll be able to put a personal meaning to the colors.

🌸Red: Passion, love, love for what you do, sex

🌸Orange: New beginnings, starting over, seeing someone

🌸Yellow: Happiness, love, friendship, falling in love, good vibes

🌸Green: Healing, dark past, getting better

🌸Blue: Being sad but knowing things are gonna be okay, responsibilities, neutral

🌸Purple: Spirituality, creativeness, dreams

🌸Pink: Lovely attitude towards life, non romantic love

🌸White: Purity, kind soul, lies

🌸Black: Darkness in the soul, sadness

I hope this information was somehow useful, please don’t repost and if you wanna help spread this please reblog!💗

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do i have any weird followers that want to transfer me money for absolutely no reason at all

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Gravity

They say that Newton discovered gravity But what about the first person to have a panic attack? To feel the weight of nothingness pressing down on their entire being Their head, arms, legs, even the parts of them they cannot explain yet An apple fell from a tree and hit a boy on the head and he somehow had all the answers But he didn’t ask the right questions for me Why does my heart race and my breath disappear when I am forced to do things that should be easy? Explain to me how my limbs feel as though they are filled with lead, Heavy and unresponsive. Tell me why my hair falls out in chunks, you can blame the hair dye but believe it or not my hair shouldn’t be falling out yet Can you make me understand why my head fills empty, like its just a decoration atop this cold body But no, you just care about the simple things. No one questioned what made people stay firmly planted to the ground. Why would someone care about anything that did not involve wealth, land, or prostitutes? Forgive me for wanting answers about why I can see my hand moving but I cannot feel anything anymore. It’s like a ghost as possessed this body I once called mine, But all the while you worry about an apple falling upon your small head You devoted exactly how much time to figure out that there was a reason we were forced to stay on this evil place. Tell me, why did you not dig deeper? Why could you not help people instead of thinking of something that no one was concerned about?  

#poems #I wrote to this after a panic attack yall #gravity #anxiety #panic attacks suck ass

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New Chapter!!!

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12552829/5/Healing-a-Heartbreak

Hello lovelies, I just posted a new chapter of my  Fremione fic Healing a Heartbreak! I’m pretty excited about it so tell me what you think! Hope you all are enjoying your New Years!

Excerpt:

“Good morning, Ms. Granger. Did you oversleep this morning?” My assistant, Lucy, asked politely. “I did.” I answered curtly. She frowned. “I went to the Burrow for Sunday dinner last night.” I tried to explain. She nodded with understanding. “I hope it wasn’t too bad, Ms. Granger. Anyways, you have one meeting today at 2:30 with Kingsley, but after that there’s nothing of great importance.” I smiled at her. “How many times do I have to tell you to just call me Hermione, Lucy? I would like to think that we’re on a first name basis.” She grinned at me. “Of course M-” she paused, “Hermione.” Walking into my office I noticed that there was a bouquet of sunflowers sitting on my desk. Walking over to them, I wondered who sent them. The card wasn't much of an answer. In a field full of roses, you are a sunflower. With love, the unmessy painter. The unmessy painter? Why could that possibly be? My mind flashed to Fred getting paint on only Ron yesterday, but I quickly dismissed it. Fred wouldn’t send me flowers, I knew that.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12552829/5/Healing-a-Heartbreak

#fremione #fremione fanfiction #fanfic #hermione and fred

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Let me help make America great again, Mr. President

These cold bars are thicker than my wrist, My sister’s chubby little fingers reach for my mother as they tear her away from us, forcing us into a cage that they claim is our own fault. I’m sorry that it took us week to get here, that my four-year-old sister is crying so much I’m sorry that we wanted a better life That we wanted to survive I know you love that wall Mr. president, but can’t you look on the other side? Make some windows in your white tower to look through, you can’t tweet all your problems away, sir. I’m sorry for speaking, I know you don’t understand Spanish and you don’t seem to truly understand English either when people try to talk to you Maybe if I spoke Russian you would listen? I don’t want to hurt Americans, I just want to BE American. I am only 8 sir please, this cage, I mean this generous room that you are letting me stay in is too small Mother always says to be polite, Don’t bite the hand that feeds you, mija, But sir, You are barely feeding us at all I still don’t want to go home, Mr. president, These cages are still safer than the place I am from Can I see my mom sir? Only for a second? The older ones speak quiet when the kids are sleeping, Is it true sir? Did you really send them away? I still need someone to help me, I can’t be on my own yet sir I don’t know how The guards don’t speak the same language as me but I see in their faces that some of them, they hate me What did I do to deserve this Mr. president? I just want to live. But why must it be in this cold tiny place? Let me live, Let me be free Let me help make America great again, Mr. President.

#poems #trump #immigration #make america great again #save these poor babies

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Atlas

They say Atlas held the weight of the world on his shoulders But lately, There's a heaviness on mine that I just can't shake My head is down My shoulders slumped My eyes unfocused and hazy Whenever I open my mouth its like I can feel someone pouring cement in It settles in my legs first Making me slow and weak Eventually, I have no choice but to drop to my knees Then it fills up in my stomach My already barely there appetite soon becomes existent The heavy cement that we later know as pollution dripping off of earth slowly fills me up and settles once again in my hands It soon becomes impossible for me to let my pen glide across the paper Instead it drags, smudging my pleads for help As the cement rises, it tastes like bile in my throat And when I think I can't take it anymore I sink further into nothingness and what feels like the world, finds its home on my shoulders The weight is too much to bear most days My hands and knees are bruised The pounding in my head is not just noise, It's images Images of 9/11, Orlando, children dead or bleeding, human cages, tennis shoes with no owners, children without parents, endless flames, empty pill bottles and a rope around a teens neck flash through my head I don't know how Atlas did it I can't do it The world will crush me Better me than them.

#poems #atlas #anxiety

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If you call pedophilia a kink please unfollow me and never talk to me again

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I loved you.

Is it possible to love someone youve never met?

Because i loved you

Because i still miss you

Even if its been three years

Is it possible for me to cry over someone thats body wasnt even formed yet

To wish for something i never should have had

Im sorry

That my body couldnt support yours

I tried though

It didnt matter how you came to be

Or that i still have nighrmares of it

I love you

Even when they told me to get rid of you

I couldn’t

But youre still gone

I never got to see a picture of you

Or feel you kick and move

I felt the blood

I didnt know i crying and screaming until i couldnt anymore

How can i love something i should hate

How can i love you so much even when we’ve never met?

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Some people and poetry

There are some people that you just cant write poetry about.

Some people are so made up of beautiful words and stunning phrases

That they can't be duplicated

You simply cannot weave together the right letters to make a basket that can hold that person

Some people are love poems

Full of hopes, dreams, flowers and sunshine

Others are broken hearted lost souls

Poetry laced in their blood, pouringbout of them along with their tears

Some people yell their poems loud into the night sky.

They scream about the injustice that the human race causes, and speak softly to the children that cry from experience

But some people

Some people cannot be contained to a simple poem

I could write thousands upon thousands of poems about these people

Poems that would fall flat in comparison to them

#poems #poetry #maybe finished?!?!????? #ahhhhhh #gotta love not sleeping #being partly in love with an ex sucks

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Honestly, ever since becoming a fanfic writer myself I’ve become like 500% more understanding and patient about other authors’ update schedules. An author takes 6+ months to post their next chapter? Yeah, totally get that real life can get in the way. An author abandons a fic? Disappointing, but it happens- sometimes inspiration for a story just dies. An author apologizes about taking so long to post a 10k word chapter? Dude, that’s like 18-20 pages on Word single-spaced. It takes me at least a week to write an essay for school a quarter the length of that, and that’s with a deadline. 

It’s probably the most important thing writing fanfic has taught me, tbh. How to fully appreciate the hard work someone else has put into their story. How important the role of the audience is to an author. And that no matter what, you are never entitled to demand more of a story that you are getting for free. 

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How to Spot an “Info-dump”

I got a great question in my Ask recently from someone wanting to know how to identify an info-dump in their writing. Here’s my response!

For those who don’t know, an info-dump refers to areas of a story where a writer gives a long expository description, either in narrative or in dialogue, where they are basically “dumping” a bunch of information on the reader all at once, as opposed to revealing it naturally throughout the story.

Signs of an info-dump:

Read your passage out loud. Do you get bored? You might be info-dumping.

Has all conflict in your story come to a screeching halt while you spend more than 1-2 paragraphs explaining something to the reader? You might be info-dumping.

Are two characters telling each other things they already know for, like, a long time? You might be info-dumping.

If invited to read your work publicly, would you definitely NOT read that passage, because “nothing really happens” and you worry the audience would get bored listening to it? It could be an info-dump.

Signs that you are probably not info-dumping:

Have you woven in necessary backstory and information in 1-3 sentence bursts throughout your story? Not an info dump.

Does a character spend a short paragraph or two explaining something to another character that they didn’t already know, for a good story reason? Not an info dump.

Do you keep the story going and keep conflict and tension alive while you gradually show your reader what’s going on? Not an info dump.

Do you have just a few sections where you spend 200-300 words or less explaining something to the reader? As long as your story is on the longer side, you’re probably not doing too much info-dumping.

Again, these are just general guidelines. After you finish your story, though, you might want to give it to a friend or fellow writer to give you feedback and let you know if they spot any areas that are too thick with exposition.

Also keep in mind that whether or not a writer is info-dumping can be subjective as well as genre-sensitive: Not everyone will agree about what makes a passage an info-dump or not, and if you’re writing a complicated fantasy with a lot of world-building and history, giving your reader a ton of info can be necessary at some stages. Also, readers of fantasy tend to be more tolerant of it because it comes with the territory sometimes. But these general guidelines should help.

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Honestly, ever since becoming a fanfic writer myself I��ve become like 500% more understanding and patient about other authors’ update schedules. An author takes 6+ months to post their next chapter? Yeah, totally get that real life can get in the way. An author abandons a fic? Disappointing, but it happens- sometimes inspiration for a story just dies. An author apologizes about taking so long to post a 10k word chapter? Dude, that’s like 18-20 pages on Word single-spaced. It takes me at least a week to write an essay for school a quarter the length of that, and that’s with a deadline. 

It’s probably the most important thing writing fanfic has taught me, tbh. How to fully appreciate the hard work someone else has put into their story. How important the role of the audience is to an author. And that no matter what, you are never entitled to demand more of a story that you are getting for free.