Spooky Horoscopes | Camille Chew
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Month: November 2018
“I have known many gods. He who denies them is as blind as he trusts them too deeply. I seek not death. It may be the blackness averred by the Nemedian skeptics, or Crom’s realm of ice and cloud, or the snowy plains and vaulted halls of the Nordheimer’s Valhalla. I know not, nor do I care. Let me live deep while I live; let me know the rich juices of red meat and the stinging wine on my palate, the hot embrace of white arms, the mad exultation of battle when the blue blades flame and crimson, and I am content. Let the teachers and priests and philosophers brood over questions of reality and illusion. I know this: if life is illusion, then I am no less an illusion, and being thus, the illusion is real to me. I live, I burn with life, I love, I slay, and am content.”
— Robert E. Howard, from “Queen of the Black Coast.
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You know I always have to re-blog that.
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Aye so this may be kinda a strange question but my dog ate my blasting rod and i was wondering if I should dispose of its remains in a certain way? I dont feel quite right just throwing it away.
I really hope that this is a joke ask…
Tore it up or ate it whole? I fail to see how a dog could eat an entire cane-like branch. Unless if it was more the size of a small wand.
Either break it up and bury it, hopefully deep in the woods and far away from a house, or break it up and burn it.
And if it was indeed a proper blasting rod, keep check on that dog. Maybe perform some anti-witchcraft charms…
Apparently you have never owned an Alaskan Malamute.
Incomplete list of things my dog has eaten: Entire plastic jar of peanut butter (including half of the jar), multiple clothespins, a fidget spinner, an entire glove, a wooden knife handle, 3 lbs of gummi bears, a twelve inch hole in my bed.
A wand? No problem. But strangely she leaves my magick stuff alone, even offerings I leave for my ancestors.
I occasionally refer to her as the Wolf of Ragnarok because one day she will probably swallow the Sun and/or Moon.
I think this is a good time to post this.
(#if we reblog it enough it might become a staff pick)
Keep it up.
I just sent ANOTHER message to the help desk asking for a password reset. It has been four days and still no email. I have done everything their help page tells me to do, the email is correct and it works.
Are you listening tumblr? How about some fucking customer service?
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