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arcane-abomination · 11 days
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⚜️ I’m Not Sorry ⚜️
I find myself looking backwards lately, not to move into the person I once was but rather to gain a better understanding of where I am going and what Iv’e become thus far. I’ve noticed a great departure from the apologetic living I used to do. Feeling sad and sorry for being certain things and feeling certain ways. I can remember starting off many conversations with “I’m sorry but I…” as if it was a requirement to be repentant just for existing. I feared rubbing people the wrong way, feared that who I was, was being siphoned into a well of misapprehension. Excusing myself was how I mentally accepted that the path I was on. Like a guilty child doing something they feel they have to, knowing they would be punished for it. But this journey has made me grow in ways I couldn’t imagine. I’ve been chewed up and spit out by the trials of life and no longer feel a need to apologize for who I am and how I feel, but rather give credence to the disorganized ball of sentiments that I’ve become.
I have ADHD, OCD, and depressive anxiety. I can be loud one minute and silent then next. I’m can hold a grudge until the end of time or let it roll right off my back. My heart can be on my sleeve one day and buried deep inside my darkest recesses the next. My energy level is sometimes very high and other times it’s severely low. I’m chaos incarnate. Well aware that everything I do can and will come off as senseless. That the words I sometimes speak are nonsensical. I drift far behind the shores of normalcy it appears but it’s become my home.
Understanding what and who I am isn’t something everyone will comprehend, nor will they wish to and I’m fine with that now. Let them judge. Let them look upon the Eldritch and call it misshapen. Let them be wary, afraid, disheartened, or cautious if it so pleases them. The lessons I’ve mastered have taught me to accept my indigestibility and be proud of it. I’m an acquired taste, the discolored apple at the bottom of the barrel, the soured untouched berries on the vine. I have my place in the world, it’s just not within the measure of standards many are accustomed to and that’s the best place to be.
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seumascowan · 1 year
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It is indeed that time. Album of the muthafuckin' year time. I've constructed Top 25 my list as follows: I decided to just choose a top album, and everyone else is tied for second place, even though the list is 2-25. Incidentally, these have all been in heavy rotation for the entire time I bought them. I highly recommend all!
Hath - All That Was Promised • What can I say about this album. I found Hath a few years back after their 'Hive' EP release, which is one of my all time faves. 'Of Rot and Ruin' came out in 2019 and surpassed expectations. How in the fuck, then, could they beat that... welp.
We Are Magonia - Triangle Unicode • Dark synth out of France.
Penny Coffin - ΣΚΕΛΕΤΙΚΟ ΣΚΟΤΑΔΙ • Scottish/Greek death metal. Heavy, grungy, beautiful.
Saor - Origins • Scottish melodic/folk black metal? Their catalog is very good.
Tyrannus - Unslayable • Amazing blackened thrash/death out of Scotland. If I were ranking, this album would likely be second spot.
Blackbraid I • One man Indigenous black metal from "USA"
La Armada - Anti-Colonial Vol. 2 • My Dominican punk brothers out of Chicago absolutely kill it.
Danger Mouse & Black Thought - Cheat Codes • Again, damned close to number 2 here as well. One of the most anticipated albums aside from Hath, and they did not disappoint.
Void Witch - Void Witch (EP) • Some awesome grinding death metal out of Austin.
Solicitor - All Debts on Death (EP) • Was sadly unaware of these guys right here in my back yard. Some badass Seattle thrash!
Mad Marge & The Troublemakers - It's a Mad, Mad World • Loved Mad Marge & The Stonebreakers; much the very same rockabilly greatness. Certainly the only band in this entire genre I listen to.
Devil Master - Ecstasies of Never Ending Night • Philly's great blackened death sounds.
Immolation - Act of God • This, their 11th? album is probably their greatest. A proper kick to the teeth.
Aethereus - Leiden • Some whip ass Tacoma techy proggy death metal or something.
OFF! - Free LSD • Obligatory add. OFF! never fail to disappoint. This album is a bit less old school 40-second-blast-songs punk than their previous records, and it's great!
Nechochwen - Kanawha Black • Some more Indigenous American metal outta the mid-Atlantic and nearby states.
Sierra - See Me Now (EP) • Lovely one gal dark wave, also from France.
Lividus - Tetany (EP) • Newer addition, but these ladies shred out of Portland, Oregon.
Tzompantli - Tlazcaltiliztli • Some Californian Mesoamerican Indigenous death doom. Good record, this.
Vermilia - Ruska • Lovely Finnish one gal pagan black metal! Very good catalog!
Temple of Void - Summoning the Slayer • Detroit OSDM. Sounds exactly like what you'd expect from Detroit OSDM. Amazing stuff.
Sol Messiah - GOD CMPLX • Another absolute gem out of the Rhymesayers Entertainment crew. Sol kills it.
Parius - The Signal Heard Throughout Space • This was another highly anticipated record from the Philly prog fellas. Produced by Jamie King (ala BTBAM) and you can hear the similarities. This record is an adventure!
FALSE FIGURE - CASTIGATIONS • Post punk greatness out of Cali. I absolutely love their sounds.
Björk - Fossora • Not much I can say about Björk that hasn't been said.
There it is. Number 1 and Number 2 (x24) albums of 2022. Thanks for @explosionshark for sharing the album art collage maker, which actually had all of these albums covers!
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muad-dweeb · 6 months
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yuumei-art · 2 years
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Contrary to popular belief, that is not a cat but a single brain cell.
What do you keep in your witch hat?
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sonicfangamebot · 1 year
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Void Witch' by Perority (Original Game) Stuck in a conversation in an unknown language, read facial expressions and tonal shifts to pick up the context. A neat idea! https://www.sonicfangameshq.com/forums/showcase/void-witch.959/
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mechagodzilla · 2 years
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Void Witch - Void Witch (2022)
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sleepy-bebby · 6 months
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Trick or treat. 🐈‍⬛
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presiding · 1 year
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billie lurk by @gravehound
commissioned for the contract, aka dishonored 1 but lets give billie more character arc (& daud more common sense)
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melanielocke · 4 months
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Here are some of my favorite books I read this year, divided into three categories because I'm not good at choosing.
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void-thevoid · 3 days
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spinel as witch and thorn from slay the princess :3
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silentmacabre · 10 days
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and I see red
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cosmicvisitor · 7 months
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I miss those awful storms of my childhood. I miss running through the rain. I miss those green skies and cracks of lightning. I used to think I could conjure up storms in my mind... sometimes I still do.
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fluffypotatey · 2 years
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A Thought:
As Emrys, Merlin is a very powerful sorcerer.
However, his utter lack of any formal training means Merlin is not a very good sorcerer.
The magic he does should be theoretically impossible, but he's got enough raw fucking power to just make it work. Infant demigod smashing blocks together and creating a Lego Death Star.
Merlin: *does magic that Should Not Work*
Other sorcerers:
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AND THEY ARE RIGHT TO FEEL UPSET
IMAGINE YOU'RE A SORCERER. YOU'VE BEEN PRACTICING YOUR CRAFT, SHOOTING THE SHIT, LAYING LOW, PLOTTING PLANNING.....THEN THIS FARMY BOY TWINK SHOWS UP AND NUKES THE FUCKING PRIESTESS OF THE LAKE OF AVALON
I'D FEEL PISSED TOO
like, bro, you meet him, you're apprehensive of him bc 'shit that's emrys'. the emrys. the dude that's said to be the greatest sorcerer to ever walk the earth. you meet him. you can feel his magic and like holy shit, what the fuck was that??? you ask him how the fuck he gained so much power by the age of 21????
merlin: you mean....y'all don't also just have magic doing shit when you're a toddler
you, the sorcerer who has had to spend years getting control to fucking heat up a teapot: .........no.......no our magic doesn't do that
goddamn do you wanna just chuck this adult child into the lake and be done with it. better yet, you wish for the sprites to just pick you up and use your body as a sacrifice for entrance into Avalon.
and then, and then
you see how this motherfucker fights against bandits and "WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU JUST PUSHING THEM AWAY??? WHERE'S THE SHOWMANSHIP??? THE PIZZAZZ??? HOW MANY SPELLS DO YOU KNOW???"
merlin, who forgot he can freeze time and space and can launch lightning bolts at people: uh....3???
it takes the triple goddess to restrain you from murking the prophesized warlock right then and there.
"NO, NO, FUCK THAT, FUCK THIS, FUCK ALL O' Y'ALL!" you scream as you jump on a ship and move to a place that doesn't have op young adult children who didn't study shit and yet still get an A+
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littleblackdot · 2 months
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my little heart
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fanyyy444 · 2 months
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We could be becoming masters of telekinesis, hydrokinesis, pyrokinesis, aerokinesis, electrokinesis and other powers...But you've chosen to manifest a boyfriend or good grades instead😔🤙🏻💔
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* sad manifestor mode activated *
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wingedblooms · 3 months
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Three sisters witches
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Thank you to @offtorivendell, @silverlinedeyes, and @psychologynerd for our discussions which inspired this theory. This is a Maasverse post, and as such, there may be spoilers for all Maas series. Please proceed with caution.
“All three sisters blessed by fate and gifted with powers…” (Amren, acosf)
The acotar series begins with three sisters: Feyre, Nesta, and Elain. Given their ironwood origins and the fact that Ironteeth witches in Erilea use it to carve their brooms, many of us suspect the sisters have witch heritage or are connected to witches in some way.
The room was large enough for a rickety dresser and the enormous ironwood bed we slept in. The sole remnant of our former wealth, it had been ordered as a wedding gift from my father to my mother. It was the bed in which we’d been born, and the bed in which my mother died. In all the painting I’d done to our house these past few years, I’d never touched it. (acotar)
In Midgard and Erilea, witches worship the Three-Faced Goddess, and she is sometimes conflated with Fate…
Again, Manon felt that ebb and flow in the world, that invisible current that some called Fate and some called the loom of the Three-Faced Goddess. (hof)
In this quote, Manon feels an invisible current that goes by different names. That current sounds a lot like Urd in Midgard, Wyrd in Erilea, and the divine trio (Mother, Cauldron, Fate/Forces That Be) in Prythian. All of which sound like different forms (usually three) of the same higher being. The Fae believe this being controls fate, including fated bonds. Bonds, like spells, are described in terms of threads. Does this being weave threads of fate together with her loom, like witches seem to believe? She (they?) appears to be inspired by the Norns of Norse mythology, one of which is named Urðr (Wyrd). Together, these wise women preside over fate. In some folklore and literature, they are considered witches, like the Three Witches or Wyrd (Weird) Sisters in Shakespeare’s Macbeth, who deliver a prophecy.
The Three-Faced Goddess is also known, albeit rarely, as the Three-Faced Mother:
Manon couldn’t look at them, couldn’t do anything but close her eyes and pray to the Darkness, to the Three-Faced Mother as she held her hands over the bleeding gashes. (koa)
I’ve talked about links between the Archerons, witches, Three-Faced Goddess, and divine trio (Mother, Cauldron, Fate) before, so this isn’t new, but something caught my attention when reviewing the text recently. Ironteeth witches believe that they return to the Three-Faced Goddess when they die, and they are reborn within her womb. It’s called the Mother’s Womb.
“We’ll collect the dead tomorrow,” Manon said, her voice low. “And burn them at moonrise.” As both Crochans and Ironteeth did. A full moon tomorrow—the Mother’s Womb. A good moon to be burned. To be returned to the Three-Faced Goddess, and reborn within that womb. (koa)
This belief reminded me of the three sisters’ rebirth, particularly Nesta and Elain. We gain insight into this experience in Nesta’s book:
In the beginning
And in the end
There was Darkness
And nothing more
She did not feel the cold as she sank into a sea that had no bottom, no horizon, no surface. But she felt the burning.
Immortality was not a serene youth.
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They would pay. All of them.
Starting with this Cauldron.
Starting now.
She tore into the darkness with talons and teeth. Rent and cleaves and shredded.
And the dark eternity around her shuddered. Bucked. Thrashed.
She laughed as it recoiled. Laughed around the mouthful of raw power she ripped out and swallowed whole; laughed at the fistfuls of eternity she shoved into her heart, her veins.
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Wrapped in black eternity, Nesta and the Cauldron twined, burning through the darkness like a newborn star. (acosf)
While Feyre is not reborn in the Cauldron, we do get insight into her experience. When telling the Bone Carver about what appeared to her after death, she said this:
But if he knew … I turned again to the boy-creature. “There was a choice—in Death,” I said.
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“I knew,” I went on, “that I could drift away into the dark. And I chose to fight—to hold on for a bit longer. Yet I knew if I wanted, I could have faded. And maybe it would be a new world, a realm of rest and peace. But I wasn’t ready for it—not to go there alone. I knew there was something else waiting beyond that dark. Something good.”
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“I knew there was no coming back from what I’d done,” I said, wondering if the blue flame in the Carver’s eyes might burn my ruined soul to ash. “And once I broke their curse, once I knew I’d saved them, I just wanted enough time to turn that dagger on myself. I only decided I wanted to live when she killed me, and I knew I had not finished whatever…whatever it was I’d been born to do.” (acomaf)
Feyre was broken, but she wasn’t finished with whatever it was she had been born to do. Nesta also chose to fight in the Cauldron like a warrior. When we finally get insight into Elain’s rebirth, I am willing to bet that she fought with her own brand of strength.
It’s clear the dark womb of the Three-Faced Goddess is the same divine trio (Mother, Cauldron, Fate) the Fae in Prythian worship. When discussing the sisters in acosf, Amren emphasizes, nothing is a fluke, and the Cauldron—like the invisible current Manon described—can influence others without their awareness, especially those it has reforged. The sisters are blessed by fate with immortality and rare gifts for a reason. What plans does it have for them, and who would it enlist to help them on their path?
“May the Immortal Light shine upon thee, sisters,” said the pale-robed young woman directly in our path. (acolyte, acotar)
From the beginning of the series, various religious influences have played a role in the sisters’ journey. Children of the Blessed are the first religious influence we see, and they are largely reviled as religious fanatics by humans. The acolyte who blesses the sisters wears pale blue robes like Fae priestesses, and it is this blessing that serves as foreshadowing for their immortal fate. The acolytes’ imitation of Fae priestesses also makes me wonder if they are part of the priestesses’ extensive spy network.
Like witches, Fae priestesses worship the divine trio, and in their full garb, they represent the Voice of the Cauldron:
Ianthe had shown me once what the panel looked like when down: only her nose and full, sensuous mouth visible. The Voice of the Cauldron. I’d found the image unsettling—that merely covering the upper part of her face had somehow turned the bright, cunning female into an effigy, into something Other. (acomaf)
Their powers stem from their rituals and they can be deadly, if desired:
Among the High Fae, the priestesses oversaw their ceremonies and rituals, recorded their histories and legends, and advised their lords and ladies in matters great and trivial. I hadn’t witnessed any magic from her, but when I’d asked Lucien, he’d frowned and said their magic was drawn from their ceremonies, and could be utterly lethal should they choose it. (acomaf)
It was a High Priestess who informed Hybern about Feyre’s sisters, leading to their eventual capture and rebirth. Hybern also possessed the Cauldron at the time—did it influence him and Ianthe, weave their actions like threads in a tapestry?
Lucien’s face had slackened. “She sold out—she sold out Feyre’s family. To you.”
I had told Ianthe everything about my sisters. She had asked. Asked who they were, where they lived. And I had been so stupid, so broken … I had fed her every detail.
“Sold out?” The king snorted. “Or saved from the shackles of mortal death? Ianthe suggested they were both strong-willed women, like their sister. No doubt they’ll survive. And prove to our queens it can be done. If one has the strength.” (acomaf)
According to the Bone Carver, dark makers created the Book of Breathings and used the Cauldron to make terrible things. The Book of Breathings can control or nullify the Cauldron, and because like calls to like, only someone who is Made can speak the spells and wield its power.
As three Made sisters with potential witch heritage, were the Archerons chosen to wield the divine trio's power, a Three-Faced Goddess in the flesh? Each sister is associated with a different kind of light, so could they be light makers? And is that ultimately what it means to be Starborn? Blessed by fate, their purpose written in the stars or woven into the Goddess's loom...
The weaver went on, "I have to create, or it was all for nothing. I have to create, or I will crumple with despair and never leave my bed. I have to create because I have no other way of voicing this." Her hand rested on her heart, and my eyes burned. "It is hard," the weaver said, her stare never leaving mine, "and it hurts, but if I were to stop, if I were to let this loom or spindle go silent..." She broke my gaze at last to look at her tapestry. "Then there would be no Hope shining in the Void." (acofas)
...to be threads of Hope shining in the Void.
In acosf, priestesses continue to remain directly in the sisters’ path. They help Nesta in various ways, including scrying and locating the Harp during their dusk ritual. It belongs to the Dread Trove and it is the Trove that Nesta uses to save Rhys, Feyre, and Nyx. Was the divine trio pulling the threads here as well, and if so, to what end? To help another world defeat an old enemy? Combat an ancient death-god and sorcerer? Bring peace and healing through a different sort of world?
Now that Nesta has tracked down three Trove objects, and we know the Cauldron can be used alongside them by those who are Made, it seems inevitable that we will see it again.
“Shall I tend to my little garden forever?” When Nesta flinched, Elain said, “You can’t have it both ways. You cannot resent my decision to lead a small, quiet life while also refusing to let me do anything greater.”
“Then go off on adventures,” Nesta said. “Go drink and fuck strangers. But stay away from the Cauldron.” (acosf)
In the original trilogy, we learn that the Cauldron gave Elain such powers and found her so lovely.
The Cauldron seemed to realize what she’d done, too, as his head thumped onto the mossy ground. That Elain … Elain had defended this thief. Elain, who it had gifted with such powers, found her so lovely it had wanted to give her something…It would not harm Elain, even in its hunt to reclaim what had been taken. (acowar)
Her story might bring us even closer to the divine trio, witches, and priestesses with her gift of Sight. Among the Ironteeth, Bluebloods were especially known for their connection to divine Sight and even had their own priestesses:
“I see now,” Manon said softly, “why my Blueblood sisters still worship you.”
“Do they, now?” The spider remained motionless, but the three behind her crept closer, silent and observing with their many dark eyes. “We can hardly recall the last time the Blueblood priestesses brought their sacrifices to our foothills. We do miss them.” (Manon to the valg spider, hof)
Like a Blueblood, Elain is different from her sisters. She has a different sort of strength. Manon comments that the Blueblood Matron, who represents the maiden aspect of the Three-Faced Goddess, is more priestess than warrior. Her heir, Petrah, is similar to Elain: she is gentle and caring and is rumored to have her head in the clouds. Their clan is full of oracles, mystics, zealots, and they supposedly require more iron to remain tethered to their world.
Elain’s connection to the Cauldron—marked by a mental, iron crown—mirrors her unique strengths and gifts.
She had no mental shields, no barriers. The gates to her mind … Solid iron, covered in vines of flowers—or it would have been. The blossoms were all sealed, sleeping buds tucked into tangles of leaves and thorns.
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If Elain’s mental gates were those of a sleeping garden, Nesta’s…They belonged to an ancient fortress, sharp and brutal. The sort I imagined they once impaled people upon. (acowar)
Rather than a brutal ancient fortress (the Prison?), Elain’s iron crown is covered in vines and sleeping buds. It is peaceful and lovely and full of budding life. So, what might this mean for her role? With her oracular and mystic sight, Elain might be able to move and influence like the divine trio, a rose among the thorns. She could use her gifts, or the Cauldron itself (the flower of life), to weave threads of Hope through protection, healing, and creation. Both Feyre and Nesta have used raw magic to heal and create, weaving their own threads of Hope. Elain may also participate or learn a ritual in the dawn service to help her channel her powers. It’s no coincidence that we’re told about a dawn ritual called groundings before her story. Not when she is described like this:
But even the silence weighed too heavily, and though the shadows kept him company, as they always had, as they always would, he found himself leaving the room. Entering the foyer. Soft steps padded from under the stair archway, and there she was.
The Faelights gilded Elain’s unbound hair, making her glow like the sun at dawn. She halted, her breath catching in her throat. (Azriel’s bonus chapter)
And there she was, a vision of hope and healing, glowing like a new dawn during the longest night of the year.
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If you’re interested in related posts about Elain, the divine trio, witches, and Archerons, here are some of my favorites:
Murky Realm of Dreams (Elain's connections to oracles and mystics)
Seer. Wise Woman. Witch. (Elain’s connections to witches, shifting, sight, herbs and healing, rituals, etc.)
Forbidden Secrets (Elriel mapping the secrets of the sister peaks and healing the land)
Sister-Glass Caverns (Prythian’s underground caves behave like sister-glass)
A Rose in the Thorns (Elain moves like the Cauldron)
Elain and the Flower of Life (The Cauldron is the flower of life and Elain is a gardener on a larger scale)
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