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"my special medicine plant got picked and used for actual medicine instead of just my abstract spritual admiration waaahhh!!! 😭" lmao you sound like an entitled child

You are going to get a very nasty hangnail soon, you odious pissant.

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The Mistreatment of a Sacred Plant

Recently, I had an unpleasant emotional and spiritual shock. I struggle a bit to talk about it because of how upset it makes me, but I feel like the subject matter is important enough to warrant the discussion.

As some may know, one of my dearest plant allies is the Ghost Pipe. I work closely with Monotropes in general, but the Tutelary Spirit of Monotropa Uniflora, in particular, serves as a chief Plant Patron of mine. Part of maintaining this relationship involves visiting a specific location in a devotional capacity, in order to watch, tend, and learn from the population of Ghost Pipes that grow there. I went back to this place not long ago, in order to thank the spectral flowers for lending their power and grace to our Handfasting Ritual, and I was horrified to discover that every one of the colonies I've stewarded over the last few years is completely gone.

They aren't a major food-source for any animals I know of, and this was way more than a die-back, since I recognize what that looks like. What's more, for every colony to have naturally vanished without a trace since the last time I visited was unthinkable. As such, I'm all but sure that someone "Wildcrafted" them to make tinctures for sale. This is absolutely heartbreaking and infuriating, as they have totally misused and abused this sacred plant, and damaged an extremely fragile and unique ecosystem in the process.

The main issue with harvesting Ghost Pipes isn't necessarily that it's rare, though it is in some areas. The real problems are how sensitive they are and how exacting their life cycle is. Sometimes, just touching a Ghost Pipe is enough to damage the plant, disrupt the re-seeding process, and prevent it from growing back. What's worse, the conditions required for the succesful development of these ethereal organisms are extremely specific. Monotropes are Mycoheterotrophs, which derive their energy through mychorizal parasitism. This is to say, they can only get their energy by siphoning it from a small range of subterranean fungi, who in turn, siphon their energy from the roots of certain trees. Between these and other factors, Monotropes are virtually impossible to cultivate or propagate, and they are especially susceptible to the effects of overharvesting. Unfortunately, unethical harvesting has steadily become a real problem in Western Herbalism, where Ghost Pipe tincture is growing in popularity for its mystique and its beautiful violet color. And while it does have a long history of traditional medicinal use as a Nervine, people who aren't getting it purely for its aesthetic qualities are buying it as a miracle cure, without any real understanding of how or why to use it.

I've been muddling through strong feelings of anger, sorrow, and impotence since this happened, and I feel sick thinking about someone out there irreverently peddling this precious medicine under a capitalist guise of "Herbal Wisdom." These sorts of business practices are thoughtless, ecologically unethical, and spiritually blasphemous (as far as I'm concerned). So, I beg you: please think thrice about what you are doing before you harvest a plant. Ask yourself these five questions, and weigh the answers against each other: "Why do I want to harvest this plant?' 'What harm will my behavior cause to this organism?' 'What harm will my behavior cause to this species?' 'What harm will my behavior cause to this ecosystem?' and, 'What will I suffer as a result of not harvesting this plant?

I offer up my most fervent prayers that the seeds I helped to spread earlier in the year will count for something.

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Yesterday, our dearly beloved rat, Hesper, passed away.

He was the last of our rats, as well as one of the most loving and good-hearted animals I have ever known. He slept in bed with us every night and spent every day overjoyed to be in our lives, even while declining following a stroke. When he finally reached a point where I could see he was starting to suffer, I made a petition to the Bone Mother asking her to embrace him and carry him lovingly to the Quietus. Not even two minutes afterward, he passed away in our hands as we stroked him and sang to him.

His warm cuddles, shining eyes, and unconditional love will be deeply missed and forever cherished in our hearts. It's really hard to lose another beloved companion while in the process of caring for two other terminally ill animals, but I am grateful he is at peace.

This is a mourning portrait taken of him after we anointed him with holy oils and laid him out on a bed of rose petals upon our Chthonic Altar. I feel compelled to share it, as a reminder that Death can be a beautiful and spiritual experience, even if it's a painful one.

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hello i exist n i'm dlowly wading back into online existence

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I hate being a customer I hate doing that to someone

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How do you know what you should do

You pay very close attention your body because it doesn’t know how to lie to you, and pay very little attention to your mind because it is lying to you all the time

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actually i love growing older and learning how i work as a person like realizing what kinds of fabrics feel best on my skin or what brand of yogurt i like best or how I want to be touched. watching myself change, enjoying brussel sprouts when I used to hate them as a child, understanding why I got angry in that one conversation 10 years ago… there are so many mysteries inside me that i have yet to unravel and there will always be more and sometimes i think maybe its all worth it

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always sad how much chinese food has to advertise itself as no msg because of basically a racist misinformation campaign. bring back the msg i unironically want it. i want it to taste good. i would go to a place that proudly advertised its use of msg no fucking problem

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fire is fuel.

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“Divine masculine” “divine feminine” so were the terfs right all along?

I'm glad you asked!

Divine Masculine and Divine Feminine are ancient terms from hermetic philosophy, they don't actually refer to physical sex, but to any two things that can combine to produce something new. The cock and the womb produce new life, the seed and the field produce crops, the fire and the clay produce the vessel, etc.

The entire point of the philosophy is that all "gendered" binaries are simply illusions, existing as composite elements of their more complete, primordial form. It is through the transcendence of binaries that the magician becomes "trans-gender" and closer to god.

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𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝙽𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚣𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎, 𝚃𝚑𝚞𝚜 𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚉𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊 [𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝟷𝟾𝟾𝟹]

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You might not want to hear this but people with anger issues and/or violent impulses need social accommodations. And no by accommodation I don't mean walking on eggshells around them, actual accommodations for people with these issues comes down to giving them a space away from what's triggering them to process their emotions and calm themselves down same as what kind of accommodations people who get sensory overload or just any kind of overwhelmed. There is no moral value to having anger issues or violent impulses, people with them are deserving of accommodation the same as everyone else.

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"Within each one of us lies a star of truth residing in a constellation which is seated within a galaxy inside of an ever-expanding universe. Without essence, we would be no more; without self-knowledge, one would forget the divinity that shines inside and projects itself outwardly; one who would be devoid of all color in life, for they have yet to find the primordial gnosis which flows through them."

~Mise-n-abyme

|Artwork: Flammarion Engraving | Unknown

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It is an unspoken rule that if a little kid is hiding under a blanket or couch cushions, you are required to comment on how lumpy the blanket is and pretend to sit on it to try and “smooth it out.”

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Throwback to when I took painkillers and woke up with Photoshop open on my computer to this image I had made

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I just saw the most Galaxy Brain gender take ever, from a cis man on reddit

[ID: a screenshot of a comment from reddit, with no username visible. The commend reads: This doesn’t make a ton of sense to me either. Setting aside the question of whether gender/sex is assigned or observed at birth, the gender I was assigned at birth was ‘boy.’ The gender I have now is ‘man’. Boys and men have different gender roles, and few adults identify as boys anymore. From this standpoint, every adult has a different gender than the one they had at birth. End ID]

Framing “girl” and “boy” as separate genders from “woman” and “man” is such an amazing take. it’s a framework that accommodates and explains so many trans experiences. Some trans people never were their AGAB. Some feel like they were their AGAB, but that that changed (usually when puberty hits, which is when you start “becoming a man/woman”. The accepted societal path is that girls grow up to into women, and boys grow up into men. But some girls grow up into men, and some boys grow up into women. This guy was a boy who grew up into a man, which generally works out pretty well for people. Some boys and girls grow up into people who aren’t men or women, even! It’s like this random cis guy skipped right over transgender 101, 102, 201, etc. and stumbled directly into Transgender Nirvana.

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even in dreams