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blueiskewl · 2 years
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Extraterrestrial Crystal Ball — Crystalline Structure of Seymchan Pallasite Dramatized in Sphere.
Magadan District, Siberia, Russia (62°54’ N, 152°26’ E).
82mm (3.25 in) in diameter and 1217 grams (2.75 lbs.).
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augment-techs · 4 months
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Literary Witches: A Celebration of Magical Women Writers
As Writing Prompts~
wife, sister, virgin, whore
an incantation, a naming, a blessing, a curse
weavers, potters, cooks, and healers
flip to any page; follow your wyrd
conjurer of hurricanes, zombies, and tall tales
with each story, the basket gains an apple
alchymist of monsters, children, the living and the dead
a terrible baby, their very arrival a murder
even the freshest thing is mixed with rot
a painful tale about the creation of life and what happens to shunned, abandoned children
shaman of dew, hummingbirds, and mushroom language
could not read or write and lived in poverty on the mountains
healer and oral poet
hermit of hospitals, belonging, and lost souls
"You think you're the only one who doesn't belong?"
at least some creatures can find a home
receiving two hundred electroshock treatments and narrowly escaping a lobotomy
grand dame of trickery, murder, and teatime
"Most unpleasant."
a consolatory apricot biscuit
sibyl of masks, extraterrestrial eggs, and twisted fantasies
smashes the crystal ball on the ground
what remains--glass shards and a black, sticky substance
the room is clean and the crystal ball intact
madame of roses, geometry, and repetition
grow feathers, slink into worms, shrink into dragonflies--anything to get out
undine of introspection, opulent dreams, and voyages
some collect seashells, others chart the sun's movement
some keep house, make lace, pursue lovers
dakini of holy ecstasy, the dark one, and ankle bells
poison becomes ashamed
miraculously escaped their poisoning attempts twice
fantasma of silence, death, and lilacs
a bird of blue bones drops a piece of paper
the paper unfolds into a palace
step in through the door
the music hollows
cursed to hear it forever
give in, eat the bird whole
storyteller of rattlesnakes, turquoise, and the sacred desert
the drought has gone on too long
spider's silk holding all things together shines with the light
high priestess of scholars, volcanoes, and eros
a grim jewel of astronomical price
fondles their muscles over coffee and toast
sorceress of islands, venom, and histories
the soup boils down to a thick black sludge
soothsayer of utopias, creeping women, and evil wallpaper
the unseen fairy
the people must realize the changes for themselves
the disastrous, sexist "rest cure" prescribed for postpartum depression
sorceress of names, houses, and solitude
sometimes the mango is perfectly juicy, sometimes underripe, sometimes too sweet, or bruised
cigar in hand, walk into the jacaranda trees, hanging black bras off the branches
'Use this to climb out,' read the notes tied on with ribbon
guardian of the waters, the porcelain, and the lexicon
they love these puddles
they will not survive this one
wolf child fight their way to the bank of the river; they survive
after a lifelong struggle with mental illness
fairy godparent of bloody tales, the circus, and mirror
"Not another one."
doll in a red riding habit
and a bleeding wolf escapes from under the cloth
dark drops of blood sink into the soil and the roses bloom a deeper, more delicious red
sumptuous tapestries depicting sexual, violent scenes
ornamented with symbols and adjectives
warrior witch of otherness, bodies electric, and sisterhood
the sword is for slaying ghosts and demons along the way
lava filling their wounds
the coroner writes
populated with mothers, children, sisters, anger, cancer, the erotic, unicorns, snails eating dead snakes, witches, fire, and the importance of refusing silence
specter of windows, flies, and the unexpected
travels freely between the afterworld and this world
a white dress kneeling in the flowerbeds
rebel of sensual love, green gardens, and perfume
they never speak of it, but each man is haunted by his vision
withered leaves, wilted geraniums and lilacs
write explicitly about sexuality
siren of the lyre, honey, and ruins
the rest of the words are illegible
how seriously each child puts those wings on in the mirror
seer of peacocks, weird country people, and glass eyes
pray to see humanity clearly
the doors creak open
cosmic traveler of crows, horses, and survival
joy lies down in a field
the music is a spell
courageously survived an oppressive childhood, teenage pregnancy, and domestic abuse
koldunya of winter, endurance, and willows
the sodden papers become bandages for the wounded
rations of potatoes, cabbage, and milk
queen of miracles, generations, and memory
fury of motherhood, marriage, and the moon
dismembers mannequins with ferocious, precise claws
terrified into the thrill of living
enchantress of bitter love, treachery, and jewels
summons a moonbeam into a locked room
climb down to find an underground chamber
"I am the ruler of this prison."
locked up in the bedroom for six months
witch of villages, domestic horrors, and omens
rabid cats, poisoned beetles, blood-tipped needles
the ice cream section of the twenty-four-hour grocery store at three a.m.
doesn't need help finding anything
marries the ordinary with the supernatural
sower of strange seeds, species, and the future
mutating with violent need for food, power, and sex
covertly tosses seeds kept in pockets into the neighbors' yards
watcher of the moors, fantasy, and cruel romance
brushed the carpets and took walks in the hills
death of tuberculosis at thirty
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sebastianshaw · 1 year
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Making powerful allies, including royalty, was not new to Shaw. Ever since he’d ascended as Black King of the Hellfire Club, his connections and influence had extended to Popes, Presidents, and Princes aplenty. What was new was the royalty in question being extraterrestrial in nature, and Shaw representing a nation of his own, rather than simply himself. But, with the additional title of being on the Spring Court of the Quiet Council, came additional duties. And frankly, he couldn’t think of a more qualified pair of shoulders for this to fall on than his own broad burly ones under his custom tailored black suit that cost more than most people’s homes. Speaking of homes, he’d be hosting the Skrull Empress Ana’hira in his today. Oh, more specifically, in Blackstone, his Krakoa home. He naturally had many in several nations. But this was about forming good relations not between him and Ana’hira specifically, but Krakoa and the Skrull Empire. Blackstone was impressive, and very unique among his numerous properties. Rather than any sort of human-made building, it was grown from towering obsidian crystals the size of skyscrapers, with the palatial interior not carved out, but naturally occurring. All that had to be done was put in the decor. There were some benefits to having a sentient island that could take direction, not that the damnable thing ever listened to him in any other matter. It was still mad about him wanting property rights when it was the property. He awaited the entry of the Empress in the grand foyer, all black marble with gold veins on the floor, ebony and gilt stairs, jet crystal vases and black porcelain statues, seated upon a gold-trimmed black velvet chaise lounge until his servants showed the Empress in, announcing her like Cinderella at the royal ball. He rose then, smiling, “Empress Ana’hira of the Skrulls. Welcome to my abode of Blackstone, and to Krakoa itself. Before we begin, I hope your trip was a pleasant one? If you need any refreshments, you have only to ask.” Shaw had hired Skrull cultural consultants weeks in advance to ensure any libations she might ask for, however exotic, would be at the ready here in his personal stores. @vertedivine
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markrogersart · 1 year
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brokenbeauties · 1 year
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SCANNING…IDENTIFICATION COMPLETE. ENTER [DIMITRY PIETRO DOOM-MAXIMOFF], [CHILD] OF [VICTOR VON DOOM AND WANDA MAXIMOFF]. CODENAME: [SAGE WARLOCK]. A [24] [SECOND] YEAR ENROLLED IN THE [SUPERHUMAN] TRACK. ABILITIES INCLUDE [WITCHCRAFT/CHAOS MAGIC]. THEIR PRONOUNS ARE [HE/HIM.]FACIAL RECOGNITION MISTAKES THEM FOR [EVAN MOCK].
TASK 01: STUDENT FILE AND SCHEDULE
DEMOGRAPHICS
Name: Dimitry Pietro Doom-Maximoff
Parents: Wanda Maximoff and Victor Von Doom
Gender: Male
Course: Superhuman Track
Year: Second 
Birthday: October 31st 
Age: 24
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good
Roommate: Sekani Munroe
Peer Sponsor: Alec Luthor
Classes:
Monday: History of Extraterrestrial Enemies
Tuesday: Judo/Aikido/Jujitsu Martial Arts
Wednesday: Negotiations
Thursday: Power Control II
Friday: Studies in the Higher Dimensions
HERO/VILLAIN PROFILE
Power/Talent: Witchcraft/Chaos Magic
Power/Talent Description: Natural Witchcraft: Given both his parents were born with natural magical abilities he also inherited this skill. Chaos Magic: Dimitry inherited chaos magic from his mother, it’s dark magic, which allows him to alter reality and control various forms of mystical energy. There are many times when if his emotions are deeply affected he can physically break reality but he tries hard to control himself.
Weaknesses: Ego & Mental Illness
Hero/Villain Name: Sage Warlock
Costume Description: [See Here]
Weapons: N/A
Gadgets/Tech: Crystal Ball
BACKGROUND
Trigger Warning Death, Slight Mental Illness mention
Dimitry grew up in a privileged lifestyle, being the Prince of Latveria and the Son of one of the most powerful witches in the world. Some could call him spoiled but to many people, he is actually close to what they’d seen he is a kind and laidback type of person even if earning money is a wasted concept for him. 
He was loved and trained by both of his parents in the art of magic, his lessons were filled with both light and dark magic as it seems both his parents wanted him to experience every bit of magical knowledge he could. When it came to light around his 9th birthday that he had inherited his mother’s Chaos Magic his lessons became stricter and more controlled. He could see the fear and excitement in both his parents' eyes at the fact he’d taken on such a gift/curse from the Scarlet Witch. 
By his 15th birthday, he’d gained better control than either of his parents did at that age, of course, that’s when things started getting worse. A Small resistance group within Latveria thought him the perfect target to bring their King and Queen to their knees. During the attack, he was killed by someone the family thought they could trust, this caused his mother to have a complete mental breakdown murdering everyone in the room. His father, much like his mother, couldn't accept his death and sought the knowledge of the Darkhold, something he’d kept hidden even from Wanda about its contents. Using the Darkhold they’d brought him back, but with his revival state came the corruption of his family dynamic.
His parents suffered from using the Darkhold, it awoke a darker version of both of them after its use. His father, to him, always seemed a strong and strict man, but after the ritual, he turned colder and crueler to anyone, there’d be moments when he’d snap at Dimitry for doing something he deemed childish. His Mother always suffered from mental illness, and after the use of the Darkhold, he swore there would be times he could hear her talking to someone. Even stranger he could often hear the voice answer his mother’s inquiries, yet when he entered the room there’d be no one but his mother there. His mother’s actions tended to scare Dimitry the most, given Mental Illness tended to run in families and he had also heard whispers of voices that weren’t always there. 
Dimitry learned to cope by throwing himself into his studies, his once happy home felt more like a landmine waiting to go off, so he stayed hidden within the kingdom's walls for a while until he heard about LKU. He jumped at the chance to leave, this place would be filled with plenty of people to keep his mind off the way things could be back home or the fact he could be losing his mind like his mother.
Dimitry's personality is one of cocky arrogance, he projects this know-at-all type attitude when it comes to school, always trained by the best he doesn’t accept defeat well. If someone were to know him personally they’d find him very down to earth and often riddled with insecurities about his future and fear of losing control. He never shows his softer side to anyone outside of those he completely trusts, earning his trust is something that takes time, you have to get past his mask before you’ll ever see this boy's true face.
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coinsavvy · 4 months
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What is the future of cryptocurrency?
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If you're like me, you've probably wondered what will happen to all those shiny digital coins that are popping up everywhere. Will they replace fiat money and usher in a new era of decentralized finance? Or will they crash and burn, leaving behind a trail of broken dreams and empty wallets?
Well, I don't have a crystal ball, but I do have a sense of humor. So, here are some possible scenarios for the future of cryptocurrency, based on my wild imagination and some dubious assumptions. Don't take them too seriously, though. They are meant to be funny, not factual.
Scenario 1: Crypto goes mainstream
In this scenario, cryptocurrency becomes widely adopted by governments, corporations, and individuals. It offers fast, cheap, and secure transactions, as well as privacy and transparency. It also enables new forms of innovation and social impact, such as smart contracts, decentralized applications, and digital identity.
The world becomes a crypto utopia, where everyone can participate in the global economy without intermediaries or barriers. People can send money across borders, buy goods and services online, and access financial services with ease. They can also vote, donate, and invest in causes they care about, using tokens that represent their values and interests.
The downside? Well, there are some. For one thing, crypto is still volatile and unpredictable. Prices can fluctuate wildly due to supply and demand, speculation, hacking, or regulation. For another thing, crypto is not immune to corruption and crime. There are still bad actors who can exploit the system for their own gain, such as scammers, hackers, or terrorists.
But hey, nothing is perfect, right? At least we have more freedom and control over our money than ever before.
Scenario 2: Crypto goes bust
In this scenario, cryptocurrency fails to gain traction and acceptance. It faces too many challenges and obstacles, such as technical issues, regulatory hurdles, security breaches, or public distrust. It also suffers from competition and fragmentation, as there are too many coins and platforms vying for attention and market share.
The world becomes a crypto dystopia, where only a few hardcore enthusiasts and speculators remain. They cling to their coins and wallets, hoping for a miracle that never comes. They watch helplessly as their investments lose value and their networks become obsolete.
The downside? Well, there are many. For one thing, crypto is a waste of time and resources. It consumes a lot of energy and computing power, without delivering any real benefits or solutions. For another thing, crypto is a missed opportunity. It could have been a game-changer for the world, but instead it became a footnote in history.
But hey, life goes on, right? At least we still have our old-fashioned money that works just fine.
Scenario 3: Crypto goes crazy
In this scenario, cryptocurrency becomes unpredictable and chaotic. It evolves in ways that no one expected or planned for. It spawns new forms of complexity and diversity that challenge our understanding and expectations. It also creates new problems and risks that we are not prepared for.
The world becomes a crypto madhouse, where anything can happen and nothing makes sense. We witness the emergence of strange phenomena and phenomena that defy logic and reason. Such as:
Quantum coins that can exist in multiple states at once
AI coins that can learn and adapt to their environment
Zombie coins that can resurrect from the dead
Alien coins that can communicate with extraterrestrial beings
Meta coins that can create and destroy other coins
The downside? Well, there are plenty. For one thing, crypto is confusing and overwhelming. We don't know how to use it or what to do with it. We don't know who controls it or what it wants from us. We don't know if it is friend or foe. For another thing, crypto is dangerous and threatening. It can harm us or help us in ways we can't predict or prevent.
But hey, it's exciting, right? At least we never get bored with our money.
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newswireml · 1 year
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Newly discovered form of salty ice could exist on surface of extraterrestrial moons#Newly #discovered #form #salty #ice #exist #surface #extraterrestrial #moons
Researchers discovered two new crystals made from water and table salt at low temperatures, below about minus 50°C. The known structure (left) has one salt molecule (yellow and green balls) to two water molecules (red and pink balls). X-ray imaging let researchers determine the position of individual atoms in the new structures. The center structure has two sodium chloride molecules for every 17…
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hvidbergcrowley11 · 1 year
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Imitation Designer Clothes Defined
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About This Ask Are ghosts and psychic powers true? Hoaxers go to great lengths to be able to make you consider they may be. See precisely how much you understand about these frightful frauds along with this test concerning famous dukun hoaxes.
START QUIZ
The Monk sisters claimed that they could contact tones, who responded by simply making rapping or perhaps knocking appears. That which was the true source of the tones?
Typically the sisters cracked their very own important joints or bumped their particular feet in opposition to real wood floors and tables.
Several investigations uncovered the sisters have been making the knocking sounds along with their particular joints. These people after confessed.
The sisters threw heavy ball bearings onto the ground.
Some sort of confederate nearby might faucet a tiny sludge hammer on a wood made box.
salt
gypsum
The giant had been carved coming from gypsum and was finally debunked inside judge when G. To. Barnum created some sort of replica and even stated his had been specific. On precisely what Tv series was he infamously powerless to conduct any psychic achievements?
"Face the Nation"
"The Dukes associated with Hazzard"
"The This evening Present Starring Ashton Carson"
If Geller appeared about "The Tonight Show, " magician David Randi prevented your pet from doctoring their spoons and other props ahead regarding time. None involving Geller's psychic forces worked properly as a result. killed his family in the early 1970s?
"Hell House"
"The Amityville Horror"
The murders at the particular Amityville house actually happened. The demonic entity/possession/pig monster, not really a whole lot.
Christ
Carbon dioxide dating has demonstrated that this Shroud isn? capital t old enough to include included Christ. Gowns a logical fallacy acknowledged as the particular debate from lack of knowledge.
typically the Highgate Vampire
The Highgate Vampire was concocted completely coming from letters published to be able to local newspaper publishers in addition to TV studies, however it eventually received a lot to a new Greater london graveyard intended for the vampire search.
H. P. Lovecraft
Stephen King
Arthur Conan Doyle
Sherlock Sherlock holmes might have been singularly unimpressed by the particular ease with which the creator, Arthur Conan Doyle, was misled by two children together with a camera and a book of fairy drawings.
an extraterrestrial
a lifestyle ghosting
a period traveler
Fentz made an appearance during times Sq in 1950 wearing old-fashioned clothes and even mutton-chop sideburns, suggesting they were a moment traveller (from 21st century Brooklyn, perhaps? ). On truth, it in no way happened -- a new science-fiction story seemed to be reprinted as the truth and grew to be a legend until someone tracked down their origin.
Ogopogo
the Loch Ness Monster
Generally there are lot of achievable explanations for the several photos involving Nessie, but one is certainly a doll submarine. How has been it accomplished?
dull paintings
Photoshop
twice exposure of the particular photographic disadvantages
Spirit professional photographers overlayed an image associated with the dead relative onto a fresh face, a procedure known as the double direct exposure. Precisely what was it named?
"30 Seconds in Hell"
"Alien Autopsy"
"Alien Autopsy" claimed to be a new true documentary, nevertheless this was pretty obvious the strange was a rubber fake.
Mothman
Bigfoot
Arguments about the Bigfoot film may most likely rage once and for all, however the costume maker revealed, so a scam appears likely.
crystal skulls
Machining grades and the origin with the amazingly indicates the skulls were made in Germany with B razil ravenscroft in typically the 1800s. Lobsang Pendiente turned out to be Englishman Cyril Henry Hoskins, who published a book claiming however been subject to a special surgical treatment. What was the particular purpose of the surgery?
to unleash the psychic energy of his pituitary gland
to offer him wings that had been cut from the actual angel
to open up his third vision
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Hoskins' 3 rd eye seemed to be deceptive, as has been the book.
Screaming Lord Sutch
Nostradamus
Nostradamus may or may not possess been purposely hoaxing his clients, yet all the particular Hitler and 9/11 memes using bogus Nostradamus prophecies surely usually are.
stardust
cytoplasm
ectoplasm
Ectoplasm was believed to disintegrate in light, so s�ances had to be held in dark conditions, ideal for covertly producing the things from wherever the particular psychic could have been hiding it. It was almost all accomplished how?
by trimming into cadavers
with Xray machines and discolored rooms
with sleight associated with hand
Psychic surgeons believed to eliminate cancers without generating fente, but these people merely smeared dog beef and fake blood vessels above the web site in the "surgery" using sleight of palm. S. and Nippon, may be the supposed potential to do just what?
transform the contents of letters in covered envelopes
write messages by using a distant typewriter
imprint a picture on film along with psychic powers
Thoughtography, or the capacity to psychically imprint digital camera movie, was your ideas regarding the story plus film series "The Ring. What prestigious university was the laboratory part involving?
MIT
Oxford
Princeton
PEAR is short for Princeton Engineering Particularité Research.
Penn Jillette
Harry Houdini
James Randi
The two falsify psychics used simply by Randi strung together researchers for a long time.
a horse
a new hippo
a kangaroo
The captive kangaroo was invoiced as the Jacket Devil to improve museum attendance.
a crop circle that flipped to be able to be portion of the ad campaign
a group associated with spirit photographers dependent in Crewe, Great britain
The Crewe Circle photography enthusiasts were uncovered because frauds, although Arthur Conan Doyle has been taken within (again) in spite of the debunking.
within a looking glass
on a ficus herb
upon the kitchen floor
Typically the confronts were most likely painted within the concrete floor kitchen area floor within desires of generating cash.
Hannibal
angels
Whether angels definitely showed up is open up to debate (if you insist), yet a new trunk total associated with evidence promoting the particular angel history found in 2001 has been 100 pct scam, designed to create advertising. What exactly is the title?
Annabelle
Annabelle appears to end up being the basic Raggedy Ann doll, and even body fat evidence past the particular Warrens' advertising and marketing advertising campaign to indicate it can in virtually any approach paranormal.
Salem
The Salem Witch Trials led to 20 executions. The particular young girls, probably overcome by mass hysteria, wildly accused neighbors and members of the family of corrupting associated with Satanic rituals, which usually, of course, got never happened. Precisely why didn? t this specific prove they acquired psychic powers?
A manufacturer was serving the particular information regarding Bull for the psychics using a hidden earpiece.
Half truths was still living.
Bull seemed to be a completely fictional character.
All the information of Bull's existence and loss of life were created up for typically the show, and everything the psychics reported could be identified in the phony website the manufacturers made. replicas clothes
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danskjavlarna · 4 years
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UFOs, aliens, and things that go gzpxllztt in the night: this vintage UFO gallery is worth an encounter. (For the meaning of “gzpxllztt,” see the dictionary of all-consonant words.)
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magickrosegalaxy · 6 years
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20 Signs You Are a Starseed
A Starseed is a human who exists on earth in the present. However, while starseeds are definitely “human” by birth and DNA, their soul origins lie outside of the earth plane.
Starseeds originate from many different higher or alternate dimensions, parallel universes, star systems, planets, galaxies, and planes of existence.
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20 Signs You May Be A StarSeed in the Physical
You didn’t fit in as a child and felt far different from other kids. You may have been advanced as a child in some way like talking, walking or reading much earlier than your peers.
You have a strong feeling of wanting to go home and have a feeling sense of what this “home” is like, even if you can’t put it into words.
You’ve had strong psychic and paranormal experiences as a child, which continue into the present. Seeing spirits, seeing past the illusion, into the future or beyond the lines of time, having prophetic dreams, seeing a UFO or having an alien encounter are all somewhat “normal” experiences for starseeds.
You’re highly sensitive (sometimes to what seems a fault).
You’re strongly empathic and can feel the emotions of others, and possibly hear their thoughts allowing you to easily read people.
Communication may seem slow and sometimes painful for you when you already know what the other person is going to say sometimes before they even do.
You have a deep inner wisdom, and you feel timeless… Maybe you’ve even had dreams or memories of off-planet past lives and experiences in totally different dimensions and ways of existing.
You have a strong sense of your personal mission, even if you don’t know what it is yet you have the burning desire or feeling that you’re meant to do something big.
You have intense and vivid dreams that often take place in places and times which are off planet. Some of these dreams are so vivid they seem more real than reality.
Small children and babies seem to fascinated by you, like they’re able to see your uniqueness and your bright light.
You have a deep connection with nature, with plants, animals and the physical elements and you seem to be able to communicate with them on a level.
You don’t fit in with society… Others consider you to be strange, weird or different and may be somewhat wary of you.
You may not have many friends, and those who you do connect with you seem to have a deep and complex relationship which spans time and space.
You may even feel alienated by your parents and immediate family like they just don’t get you, and you don’t get them. You may have even wondered at times if you were adopted.
You’re very aware of energy and how the energy of others can affect you. You’ve likely created energetic protection techniques to be able to handle being around others, and even still large crowds or busy places can energetically overwhelm you.
You have natural psychic gifts and channeling or energy healing abilities.
You have a deep understanding of the greater workings of the universe, and of the Divine which comes from within you.
You know you are starseed, and your true origin is not as a human. You may even know of a planet, or galaxy in which you’ve spent most of your time.
You know you’re here from the stars to serve humanity, and earth in reaching the higher dimensions, and you are actively taking steps to remember more of your soul's truth, and to accomplish your purpose as a star being.
You know that you’re more than just a physical being and that your true essence is as a spiritual light being.
Whether you resonate with being a starseed or not, you are a spiritual being in physical form with a unique mission and purpose. Star seeds aren’t any more or less special than anyone else, we are all created from the same source and right here and now is your time to shine.
Take the time to meditate, connect with your higher self and uncover for yourself your truth and origin. Whatever your past and parallel experiences may be, you’re here in the physical now for a reason.
Through your awakening, whether you are a starseed or not, you are able to help humanity to reach a higher understanding. I have a starseed psychic reading linked below to tell you what I think and to peer at where I may think you are from
Click here to figure out if you are a starseed🪐🛸
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yetibaba · 5 years
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A Seymchan meteorite (Pallasite) cut and polished into a sphere:
"Dazzling amber-hued olivine crystals are distributed throughout a highly-polished iron-nickel matrix in this extraterrestrial crystal ball.
Less than 0.2% of all meteorites are pallasites, the most beautiful extraterrestrial substance known. Pallasites are formed at the core-mantle boundary of an asteroid that underwent mixing of the molten metal of the core with stony olivine from the mantle. The result is striking—olivine crystals suspended in an iron-nickel matrix. As seen in this sphere, Seymchan also contains gem-quality olivine otherwise known as peridot.
Modern cutting. 
54mm. (2in.) in diameter
461.9g.
Estimate: USD 12,000 - USD 18,000
Price Realised: USD 35,000"
(Quoted text and photo via Christies)
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no-psi-nan · 2 years
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Based on a prompt I came up with earlier: a superhero MikoSai AU!
In this AU, the internationally renowned quantum physicist Dr. O. Fortuna becomes the superhero Miss Fortune after an experiment with quantum mechanics caused a ball of odd extraterrestrial mineral to partially phase into her chest and end up stuck there.
This somehow unlocked strange powers that not only grant her increased strength, speed, and flight, but also let her see beyond her current reality, into what was, what is, and what could be. And in a pinch, she can twist reality just a little to the left.
When she's avoiding the spotlight, she becomes plain old Aiura Mikoto in a straight black wig and a plain outfit. She can actually hide her crystal balls by altering their quantum state but it's convenient if no one else knows she can disguise herself as a civilian!
(The quantum physics stuff is inspired by my fic btw!)
I do not know much about costume design, but I thought it would be neat if her suit was fairly simple but had a space/galaxy type design printed on it, evocative of infinite time and the quantum mechanics she uses to her advantage!
Anyways, check out the #mikoto monday tag and watch The Disastrous Life of Saiki K if you haven't already!!
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pwlanier · 2 years
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A LARGE EXTRATERRESTRIAL CRYSTAL BALL — TRANSITIONAL SEYMCHAN METEORITE SPHERE
PALLASITE - PMG MAGADAN DISTRICT, RUSSIA (62°54’ N, 152°26’ E)
Dazzling crystals of olivine and peridot (birthstone of August) are seen to great effect in this three-dimensional presentation that has been lightly etched to reveal the robust Widmanstätten pattern in the metal. The crystals drape across one hemisphere of on an otherwordly globe — reminiscent of its parent asteroid having been adrift in the void of interplanetary space. This specimen originates from a meteorite that underwent a number of stages of cutting, grinding and polishing.
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thewillywonka · 3 years
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Good morning, people!
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I want to quickly show you guys something new inside the factory!
This is the Space and Underwater room! How many of you believe in aliens? I hope you do, because we've perfectly constructed anti gravity delicacies, called Moon Pies, that we're going to send straight into orbit, allowing any aliens out there with a sweet tooth to eat to his or her fill. And that way, if the sweet is eaten, we'll know whether or not extraterrestrial life forces exists. Brilliant, no?
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Now, these big white balls attached to the ceiling above the Oompa Loompas' heads are organic moon replicas, made from crystalized particles, Himalayan salt and Alpaca fiber. They're used to collect any goop or DNA from any aliens that eat the pies off 'em. We've also set up a big pair of binoculars to see if we capture any activity.
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Oh, and check this out, this is one of the neatest things. This is the Underwater Simulator, it serves the same purpose as the Space Simulator and Moon Pies, except its job is to lure otherworldly marine vessels into our line of vision, see if they like chocolate.
You just simply dunk a person, or in this case an Oompa Loompa, into the water and they can scuba their little bodies around while collecting data. Yeah.
Though it's a latest and greatest idea still in the works, if successful, I'll be the first chocolatier in the world to document extraterrestrial life! Ha, can you just imagine?!
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markrogersart · 2 years
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✨TEN CRYSTALS EVERYONE SHOULD OWN:✨⁣ ⁣ 1. Flulite: For passion and health, makes blood nice and thick and slow⁣ ⁣ 2. Purple Navnavite: For time travel, protection, late nights, hard teeth, and also an exercise cure⁣ ⁣ 3. Decorative Crystal Ball (not real crystal): For the Eye of the Tiger⁣ ⁣ 4. Pure Zeta Reticulan Tracuite: For courage, shaky penmanship, pet performances, and attracting toxic relationships⁣ ⁣ 5. Wink Wink Wink: For shooting hot lava out of your eyes, financial planning, creativity, and straw hair ⁣ ⁣ 6. Ximpolite: a day-old croissant ⁣ ⁣ 7. Jade Nextulite: For trust, flirting, flexible joints, breaking down limiting beliefs, and tickling⁣ ⁣ 8. Heart of the Dread Frost: For battle magick, filled with the souls of one thousand and one slain demons, also helps with completing half-finished projects⁣ ⁣ 9. ??? ⁣ ⁣ 10. Pale Jazzasper: Promotes good fashion, healthy bowels, crackly knuckles, and smells like a warm bean burrito 🧙‍♂️ #flashback “Haxm’s Crystal Case" 18 X 24 Oil on Panel 2020. 🧙‍♂️ 🔮This is portrait of the famous wizard Haxm Forehand with his Enchanted Crystal Case, a gift from the extraterrestrial Zeta Reticulan people for Haxm's selfless good deeds. The case is composed from exotic space minerals and has the capacity to phase in and out of existence at Haxm’s command. When closed, stuff doesn't get jumbled around like you think it would. ⁣⁣ (at Crystal Ballroom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CaAkL_zPSNF/?utm_medium=tumblr
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stellarcat52 · 4 years
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Timeless Blue Chapter Two
Okay so apparently I’m just gonna add this little bit to every chapter as a little authors note. So chapter two is here, and as I stop caring about what canonically is happening in whatever scene in writing, the more the style will reflect my normal writing style. On that note, does anyone care how much I deviate from the canon? Like change potentially important plot details aside? Cause uh... yeah I don’t have the greatest impulse control and might mix this with another Au I had in mind. Either way, I hope you enjoy.
Krel, Douxie, Claire, and a crystallized Jim free fall through the rift. Thanks to Douxie’s anti-gravity spells, no lasting damage aside from a crack in Jim’s crystalline savior was dealt.
Krel landed behind Douxie and beside Palchuck, barely being missed by Jim falling from the trees above a moment later.
“What happened?” Steve groaned from under Jim.
“Well,” Douxie started, “I just conjured and anti-gravity spell to slow our fall and keep us from dying. You’re welcome.”
“Douxie? Where is the flying castle?”
“Oh fuzz buckets.”
Knights in metal armor surround them, shouting and communicated within their own ranks.
“This means, we’re lost in time.”
“Time?! I know the geezer said the answers were in the past but time travel shouldn’t be technologically possible for any species yet!”
“What manor of sorcery is this?” A mounted knight demands.
Douxie reaches back and grabs Krel’s hand, “Don’t use your serrator, just follow my lead.” He whispers to the Akiridion, the message being conveyed to the other two as well. However, Steve freaking out did not help their case.
Douxie and Krel look up to see the Knight had taken off his helmet. “Sir Lancelot, um...”
“He’s so handsome..” Steve said, earning a questioning look from Krel and Claire before a sword was pointed at them.
“Wait! Aren’t you Merlin’s errand boy?” Lancelot’s sword crept closer to Douxie’s neck. “I hope you can explain why you are associating with a troll.” Lancelot points to Krel with his blade.
“Hey!”
“Apprentice, first of all, and Krel is not a troll.”
“He’s like an angel man.” Steve daydreams, leaning a little too much on Jim’s encasement. The green material shatters, waking him from his life-preserving sleep. “Woah!”
Douxie jumps up and away from Jim, Krel instinctively reaching for his serrator before remembering Douxie’s words.
“The devil-?”
As Lancelot leans back towards Jim, a red and black armored troll arm breaches the air.
“What? How did I-?”
“Jim! Are you okay?”
“Troll! Troll! To arms!”
Jim is met with two very different reactions, a hug from his girlfriend, and multiple swords being pointed at him.
Douxie starts to jump to protect Jim, a blue hand grabs the edge of his shirt too late to stop him. Douxie proceeds to try and convince Lancelot that Jim is a good troll, which is much harder to convince him of than Krel not being a troll at all.
“You will hang before the king for your insolence.”
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Jim communes with Claire, Douxie, and his very reluctant cage-mate Krel to try and learn what’s going on before the group is brought before the king. Ending with a promise from Douxie that he’d explain everything once everyone was safe.
After a quick reminder to let Douxie handle this, introductions and explanations are due. Thankfully, Steve was more than happy to shut up once Krel reminded him there was no service in the dark ages and that if he said something wrong he wouldn’t be able to say bye to Aja.
“This is Claire of house Nuñez, and Steve of Palchuckia, a village idiot and uh knight in training.” Douxie starts, pointing to each person as he spoke, “and believe it or not, this is Prince Krel from house Tarron of Cantalupia.” Douxie cautiously opened the cage, bringing Krel out and implying Jim should stay there.
“I have not heard of Cantalupia.” Arthur watched every movement Krel made, from every step he took before standing behind Douxie to every subtle nerve driven shift in his weight.
“That’s to be expected. Before now-“ Douxie quickly gets cut off.
“I’ll have this supposed prince explain it to me.” Arthur snapped. “Explain why you are here, Prince Krel of Cantalupia.”
“Alright, well as the errand boy here explained, I am not a troll. I was cursed to appear like this and have been looking for a wizard to remove it. I would like to formerly request permission to stay here alongside my companions.” Krel gestured to Claire, and Steve, who were giving the Akiridion strange wide-eyed glances.
Arthur pointed Excalibur at the sunny patch in the middle of the floor. “Prove you are not a troll first. Step into the sunlight.”
Krel steps forwards, being followed by a pair of not-so-subtle knights every step until he stands in full daylight in front of the king. “I am no troll, or is this not enough to prove to you my story?”
Arthur’s tensions fade, his grip no longer iron on the hilt of Excalibur. “Alright.”
“Now that that is out of the way, I believe this beast deserves an explanation too, errand boy.” Lancelot pulled Jim out of the cage, forcing him to kneel in the shadows where everyone could see him. “He is most definitely not a cursed prince as your friend here seems to be.”
Douxie lets out a hissing breath, clearly not able to explain the troll. Thankfully, Arthur’s immediate rage was not aimed at anyone proven to not be a troll.
“A troll! I thought I made it very clear your kind is not welcome here when I banished you.”
“Don’t you mean betrayed?” Morgana steps out of the shadows, pushing her way into Arthur’s focus. “You gave the woods to enchanted creatures like these, would you break that vow?”
“These beasts care not of my vow. Especially not spies of Gunmar.”
“Stop calling me a beast!” Jim lunged forwards, held back by Lancelot and another knight. “Wait, Gunmar?”
“Uh, your highness,” Douxie coughs, “it’s good to see you again.”
“And who are you?”
“Hisirdoux, Merlin’s apprentice. I assure to you, he,” he gestures to Jim, “is no threat.”
“That is my judgement to make boy.” Arthur thunders.
Morgana lights up her hand, a ball of golden magic wandering as she speaks. “Trolls are born of magic, and you are of blood. How is their nature a crime?”
Krel had seen something like this before, the students standing up for him and Aja when Colonel Kubritz was looking for them in school.
“When they ravage our lands and take our loved ones from us? I made these laws to keep this fragile land together, and they will be abided.” Arthur shouted. “Leave the wood, the penalty is death. Bring this monster to the light.”
As Jim was carried to the light, protesting and claiming he wasn’t a troll, the entire group went to save him. Douxie attempting to reason with Arthur, Krel using his four arms to try and avoid being grabbed as well and prevent Jim from joining him under the sun, Steve starting to rush forwards but being cut off, and Claire protesting as she was grabbed just as quickly.
Everything happened too fast to understand. The shadows crept out of the corners and flooded where the light should be. In the corner of Krel’s eyes, Claire seemed to have blackened sclera until the light was gone, and the future Trollhunter was safe. Arthur, of course, blamed Morgana, who seemed to be the only person who wasn’t from the 21st century to realize it wasn’t her who had done this. Claire defended her boyfriend, claiming his innocence even if he was a troll.
“Evil is not inherited, it does not corrupt one species more than another. Claire is right to believe a troll, despite how evil you believe them, can be good.” The Extraterrestrial spoke.
“That means nothing Prince. This is my kingdom and I shall not fail it. These beasts are still dangerous, we are still at war."
“If you give into your fear, that is failing.”
“The girl and the prince speak truth. Please listen to them brother.”
Krel gives Douxie a questioning look, not seeing the family resemblance. Douxie shrugs, nodding but understanding where Krel was coming from.
“Fine.” Arthur decided. “I will show the troll mercy. He will live... in the dungeon.”
“Jim!” Claire attempts to follow as he is taken to the dungeon, being stopped and comforted by Douxie.
“As for you, Hisirdoux, shouldn’t you be with Merlin?”
“Well, yes, but you see...” Douxie raked his mind for something to say “I was-“
“I apologize, your highness, but Hisirdoux was busy attempting to help me. I have communicated with him and he intends to help me get back into my original body. If it is impossible, I’ll understand, however. While we are here, if I appear human or not, I do believe my friends and I can help with this war that Hisirdoux has mentioned before.” Krel flares at Douxie as this war had not been mentioned before, who in response glares back as the Akiridion had just interrupted him. “In my country, I am known for my intellect, and I do not wish to take from someone without returning something.”
“So in exchange for me helping him and his curse, he, Claire, and Steve, will help us in the war.” Douxie summarized, not entirely sure if Krel is capable of getting his point through with his sudden usage of fancier tongue.
“Alright. Sir Steve will work with the knights, Prince Krel I believe should work with you, Hisirdoux, and as for mistress Claire?”
“I will take her. I’ve been in need of a new handmaiden.” Krel sees the pleas of help and burning anger in Claire’s eyes as Morgana steps up for her.
“Alright. Now go, I have a kingdom to protect.” Arthur ushered them away.
“Okay Krel what was that?” Steve hissed before the separated, the threat of not seeing Aja again still holding its effect. “Last I checked, you didn’t act like a prince much.”
“Theater practice at school.” Claire starts. “Krel has gotten very good at improv.”
“You are in the play?” Steve was astonished.
“Yes, while you have been too busy complaining about Eli and Aja going to Akiridion-5, I was increasing my knowledge on human culture, of the present and the past, or would it be the future and the present.”
“It doesn’t matter. Krel, you did amazing. I was here during this time and I still wasn’t as fast as you to know what to say!”
“Did you just say you were-are here?” Krel asked.
“Oh fuzz buckets.”
The group separates, although partially unwillingly. Steve goes with Sir Lancelot, Claire with Lady Morgana, and Krel with a very nervous Douxie.
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