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Until we meet again. #farewelloregon #untilwemeetagain #travel #idaho #idahome #idaho_insta #idahoexplored #writer #instawriter (at Portland, Oregon)

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Western Gothic, 2017

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Mystic American West Moodboard

Driving through forgotten highways, the old magic of the land starts to creep down your spine…

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Me, a swamp hag in a kitty cat night gown and rainbow socks: throw water in a jar with nails and a poppet and shake it as a hex. Put a penny above your door to attract money in your house. Use your local herbs and stones to do what ya want. Wind chimes attract spirits and bottles trap in negativity thrown your way. Throw dried chilis in the foot steps of your enemy to make them hotfooted and paranoid. Sigil and emoticon spells are fun and worked for me so eh whatever. Fuck circles, do whatever, folk magic is easy and quick

Elistist “trad” witch: Um ExCuSe Me?!? NO!! you have to have a circle and call the corners and your gods and goddesses! If has to take time, a lot of time!!!! and you have to do it exacyly like this *holds up instructions* and wear certain robes! Use only these crystals and herbs do NOT use or substitute anything else!!! Doing anything different is bad and fake!!!!! You have to only use our type of magic or youre wrong!!

Also me: another fun magic is to get some rocks and throw them to release certain feelings about something

* starts throwing stones and rocks at the elitists*

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Appalachian Folklore, Wives Tales, and Superstitions

Brought to you mostly by my grandparents, but also by my family at large. These are all things I heard growing up in the northern region of Appalachia and wanted to share with y'all. The lore and sayings may vary based on location, family tradition, and other factors, but this is just what I’m sharing from my experiences!

• Give the first pinch of a freshly baked loaf of bread to the Good Men to keep them happy. • Deaths and births always come in threes. • Spin around in a circle three times before you walk in the front door to confuse any spirits that are following you. • Don’t throw your hair out! If a bird builds a nest with it, you’ll have migraines. • “Red sky at night, sailor’s delight. Red sky at morning, sailor’s warning.” • If the leaves on trees are flipped over with their backsides showing, rain’s coming. • If you hear a dog howl at night, death is coming. • If you’re giving someone a wallet or purse as a present, put money in it to ensure they’ll never financially struggle. • Spirits can’t cross running water. • Cats and dogs won’t enter a room where spirits are present. • Carry an acorn in your pocket for good luck, a penny for prosperity, and a nail for protection. • If you’re having nightmares, put a Bible under your pillow. They’ll go away. • Take a spoonful of honey to keep your words sweet. • Keeping a pot of coffee on ensures a happy home. • It’s bad luck to walk over a grave. • A horseshoe hung above a door ensures good luck. • A horseshoe in the bedroom staves away nightmares. • If your right hand itches, you’ll soon be receiving money. If the left itches, you’ll be paying it. • Wishing on a star works. “Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight.” • When you have a random shiver, someone just walked over your grave. • If smoke from a fire rises, expect clear skies. If it rolls along the ground, expect storms. • Rosemary near the door provides protection. Lavender provides peace. • “A ring around the sun or moon, rain or snow is coming soon.” • Wind chimes and bells keep spirits away. • Seeing a cardinal means unexpected company. • For that matter, so does dropping silverware. • Rubbing a bit of potato on a wart helps it to go away. • If the soles of your feet itch, you will soon walk on strange grounds. • Black eyed peas, greens, and/or pork and sauerkraut should be eaten on New Year’s Day to welcome good luck and good fortune. • Driving a nail into a bedframe or crib will drive away curses. • If your ears are burning, someone’s talking about you. • If you dream of fish, you are or will soon be pregnant. • Listen to the wisdom of children, they see and know more than we think. • To dream of death means birth, to dream of birth means death. • To cure a headache, crush some mint leaves in your hands, cup them over your mouth and nose, and breathe in a few times. It should help. • Placing a fern or ivy on the front porch protects against curses. • In a vegetable garden, never plant the same plants in the same spot two years in a row. Rotate where they are, and you’ll save your soil. (Note: this is a real thing called crop rotation, and is actually kind of important) • A black bird (Raven or crow, doesn’t matter) on the roof or a windowsill is an omen for death. To avoid it, you have to scare it away without using your voice before it caws. • Say a prayer when you pass a coal mine for the lost souls still in the mine. • Thank the land and the Lord with every successful hunt or harvest you have, for nothing is guaranteed.

These are a few of the folklores, wives’ tales, superstitions, and sayings that I’ve heard growing up (and still living in) in Appalachia! I encourage other Appalachian witches, cunning folk, and general inhabitants of the Appalachian region (and just the mountain range at large) to share whatever bits you’ve heard over the years! I just wanted to share a bit with y'all to give you an insight into some Appalachian lore, my own practice, and maybe give you some things to research and incorporate into your own practice! 🌿✨

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Magickal Folk Names for Herbs

Having knowledge of herbs and plants (either magically or medicinally) during the Middle Ages, often was reason enough to accuse a woman of being a “witch,” so there is no doubt some of the country folk at the time took these herbal folk names literal.  Chances are, these names were used merely as descriptors to help remember them easier.  Most plants were given names descriptive of their uses and others were given names for something they generally resembled. Spells written by witches in ancient times were often written with such descriptors, which personally i believe to be a form of secret coding.

Here is a small list of “witchy” herb names (most of these are already floating around the community) that you can use in your craft when you create your spells.  This list could be a great addition to any Grimoire and i hope you find them as useful as i do.

Enjoy ~~~  Cannawitch

Plants

Aaron’s Rod - Goldenrod or mullein stalk Absinthe - Wormwood Adder’s Fork - Adder’s Tongue Fern or Bistort Adder’s Tongue - Dog’s Tooth Violet (or Adder’s Tongue Fern Ague root - Unicorn root Alison - Sweet Alyssum Angel Food, Archangel - Angelica Angel’s Trumpet - Datura Ass’s Ear - colt’s foot or comfrey Ass’s Foot, Bull’s Foot - colt’s foot Auld Man’s Bells, Old man’s bells - wood hyacinth, Hyacinthoides hispanica

Bad Man’s/Devil’s Oatmeal/Porridge - hemlock Bad Man’s/Devil’s Plaything - Yarrow Bastard - false Dittany Bat flower - tacca Bat’s Wing - Holly leaf Bat’s Wool - moss (which moss?) Bear’s Foot - Lady’s Mantle Bear’s Grape Bearberry Arctostaphylos uva-ursi Bear Paw - ramsons Allium ursinum or the root of male fern Dryopteris Felix-mas Bear weed - Yerba Santa Eriodictyon californicum Beard of a Monk - Chicory Beggar’s Lice - Hound’s tongue Beggar’s Buttons - Burdock Bird’s Eye - Speedwell Veronica officinalis Bird’s Foot - Fenugreek Trigonella foenum-graecum (Also bird’s foot violet and bird’s foot trefoil) Bird’s Nest - carrot, Indian pipe Bishop’s Wort, Bishop’s Elder - Wood betony Stachys betonica Bitter Grass - Ague Root Aletris Farinosa Black Sampson - Echinacea Blazing Star - liatris Blind Eyes - Poppy Blood from a head - Lupine * Blood from a shoulder - Bear’s breech * Blood of a Goose - Sap from a mulberry * Morus nigra Blood of an Eye - Tamarisk gall * (probably the tannin extracted from) Blood of Ares - purslane * Blood of Hephaestus - wormwood * Blood of Hestia - Chamomile * Blood - sap of the elder or bloodwort Bloody butcher - Valerian Bloody Fingers - Foxglove Blue Bottle - Bachelor’s buttons Boy’s Love, Lad’s Love: Southernwood Brain Thief - Mandrake Bone of an Ibis - buckthorn * I am not sure if this is Rhamnus cathartica or sea buckthorn Hippophae spp If I can find a recipe containing this, I will know for sure by comparing its purpose to their very different qualities Bread and Cheese - Hawthorn Bride of the Meadow - meadowsweet Bull’s Blood - beet or horehound Burning bush - false dittany, also a modern name for species of Euonymus Cow’s Horn - Fenugreek Trigonella foenum-graecum Bride of the Sun - calendula Brown Dragon - wake robin Buttons - tansy

Calf’s snout - Snapdragon Candlemas Maiden - snowdrop Candlewick - mullein, the flower stalk Capon’s Tail - valerian Carpenter’s Herb - bugleweed Lycopus europaeus Carpenter’s Square - knotted figwort Carpenter’s weed - Yarrow Cat - catnip Cat’s foot - white balsam, black cohosh, ground ivy Cat’s herb - valerian Chameleon star - bromeliad Cheeses - marsh mallow Chocolate flower - wild geranium (I don’t buy it) Christ’s eye - wild clary Salvia verbenaca Christ’s ladder - centaury Christ’s spear - adder’s tongue fern Ophioglossum vulgatum Church steeple - Agrimony Clear eye - clary sage Cleavers - bedstraw Click - goosegrass Clot - great mullien Cocklebur - Agrimony Cock’s comb - amaranth Colt’s Tail - fleabane Crane’s bill - wild geranium Crow’s foot - wild geranium, or wood anemone bulbous buttercup (verified) Crowdy kit - figwort Cuckoo’s bread - common plantago Cucumber tree - magnolia Cuddy’s lungs - great mullein Crown for a king - wormwood

Dagger flower - blue flag Daphne - bay laurel Dead man’s bells foxglove Death angel - fly agaric Amanita Muscaria Death cap - fly agaric Amanita Muscaria Death flower - Yarrow Death’s Herb - Belladonna Delight of the Eye - rowan Devil Plant - basil Devil’s Apple - Mayapple or Mandrake Devil’s beard - houseleek Devil’s bit - false unicorn root Devil’s cherries Belladonna berries Devil’s plaything - yarrow Devil’s dung - asafoetida Devil’s ear - wakerobin Devil’s eye - henbane or periwinkle Devil’s flower - bachelor’s buttons Devil’s fuge - mistletoe Devil’s guts - dodder Devil’s herb - belladonna Devil’s milk - celandine Devil’s nettle - yarrow Devil’s Shoestring: Various varieties of vibernum, esp Black Haw, cramp bark, hobblebush Dew of the Sea - Rosemary Dog Berry - wild rose hips Dog’s mouth - snap dragon Dog’s tongue - hound’s tongue Dove’s foot - wild geranium Dragon - tarragon Dragon Flower - blue flag (really, wild iris? not an arum or a Antirrhinum?) Dragon wort - bistort Dragon’s blood - calamus

Eagle - ramsons Allium ursinum Earth apple - potato Earth smoke- fumitory Elf’s wort - Elecampane Enchanter’s plant - vervain Englishman’s fruit/ White man’s foot - common plantain Everlasting friendship - goosegrass Eye root - goldenseal

Fairy smoke - Indian pipe Fairy fingers - foxglove Fat from a Head - spurge * Felon herb - Mugwort Five fingers - cinquefoil Fox’s Clote - burdock Frog’s foot - bulbous buttercup From the belly - Earth-apple. * potato?? Did the writers know about potatoes? When was pgm written? From the foot - houseleek * From the loins - chamomile *

Goat’s foot - morning glory Goat’s Horn - Fenugreek Trigonella foenum-graecum God’s hair - hart’s tongue fern Golden’s star - avens Gosling’s wing - goosegrass Graveyard dust - mullein (and sometimes it’s just graveyard dust)

Hag’s taper - mullien stalk Hagthorn - hawthorn Hair of Venus - Maidenhair fern Hairs of a Hamadryas Baboon: Dill Seed * Hare’s beard - mullein Hawk’s Heart, Old Woman - Wormwood Artemisia absinthium crown or seed head * Hind’s tongue - hart’s tongue fern Holy herb - yerba santa Holy rope - hemp agrimony Eupatorium cannabinum Horse tongue - hart’s tongue fern Hundred eyes - periwinkle

Innocence - bluets

Jacob’s Staff - Great Mullein Joy of the Mountain - Marjoram Jupiter’s Staff - Great Mullein

King’s Crown: Black Haw vibernum Knight’s Milfoil - Yarrow Kronos’ Blood - sap of Cedar *

Lady’s glove - foxglove Lamb’s ears - betony but more likely lamb’s ear Stachys byzantina Lion’s Hair - The extra little roots that stick out of the turnip bulb or the base leaves Brassica rapa * Lion’s tooth - dandelion Little dragon - tarragon Love in idleness - pansy Love Lies Bleeding - amaranth (Not so ancient, a modern ornamental variant) Love Leaves - burdock Love man - goosegrass Love Parsley - lovage Love root - orris root

Maiden’s Ruin - Southernwood Man’s Bile - Turnip Juice * Man’s Health - Ginseng Master of the Woods - Woodruff May Lily - Lily of the Valley May Rose - Black Haw viburnum May - Black Haw viburnum Maypops - Passion Flower Mistress of the Night - Tuberose Mutton Chops - Goosegrass

Nose Bleed - Yarrow

Old Man’s Flannel - Great Mullein Old Man’s Pepper - Yarrow Old-Maid’s-Nightcap - Wild Geranium

Password - primrose Peter’s Staff - Great Mullein Poor Man’s Treacle - Garlic Priest’s Crown - Dandelion leaves

Queen of the Meadow Root - Gravelroot Queen of the Meadow - Meadowsweet Queen of the Night - Vanilla Cactus

Rats and Mice - Hound’s tongue Ram’s horn - valerian Ring a Bells - bluebell Robin run in the grass - goosegrass

Scaldhead - blackberry Seed of Horus - horehound See bright - Clary sage Semen of Ammon - Houseleek * Semen of Ares - Clover * Semen of Helios - White Hellebore * Semen of Hephaistos - Fleabane * Semen of Herakles - arugula * Semen of Hermes - Dill * Seven Year’s Love Yarrow Shameface - Wild Geranium Shepherd’s Heart - Shepherd’s Purse Silver Bells - Black Haw viburnum Snake Root - black cohosh Soapwort - Comfrey or Daisy or maybe Soapwort Sorcerer’s Violet - Periwinkle Sparrow’s Tongue - Knotweed St. John’s Herb - Hemp Agrimony St. John’s Plant - Mugwort Star Flower - Borage Star of the Earth - Avens Starweed - Chickweed Sweethearts - Goosegrass Swine’s Snout - Dandelion leaves

Tail of a Pig - Leopard’s bane * Tanner’s bark - toadflax Tartar root - ginseng Tears of a Hamadryas Baboon - Dill Juice * Thousand weed - yarrow Thunder plant - houseleek Titan’s Blood - Wild Lettuce Lactuca virosa * Torches - mullein flower stalk

Unicorn’s horn - unicorn root or false unicorn root Urine - dandelion or maybe urine

Wax dolls - fumitory Weasel - rue Weasel snout - yellow archangel Winter wood - wild cinnamon Canella alba White - ox eye daisy Witch’s Asprin - white willow bark (this is ancient?) Witch’s brier - wild brier rose hips Wolf claw - club moss Wolf’s foot - bugleweed Wolf’s milk - euphorbia Woodpecker - herbLpeony Worm fern- male fern Dryopteris Felix-mas

Yerba Santa Maria - epazote

Plant Parts/Body Parts

Blood - Sap or juice Eye - The disc of a composite flower, or a seed Foot - Leaf Guts - Roots, stalks, tangly bits Hair - Very stringy roots (sometimes silk or tangly stems) Head - Flower head or seed head Tail - Stem Tongue - Petal, sometimes stigma Toes - leaf or bud Paw - sometimes bud, usually leaf Privates - Seed pod Worm - stringy roots Wool - Moss

Minerals

A Snake’s Ball of Thread - soapstone * Blood of a Snake - hematite * Crocodile Dung - Soil from Ethiopia * A Physician’s bone - sandstone *

Animal Parts

A Snake’s Head - A leech * Blood of a Hyrax - A rock badger, * small weasel-like/rodent-like (but actually neither) creature native to Africa and the Middle East Blood of a Hamadryas Baboon - Blood of a spotted gecko * Bull’s semen - the egg of a blister beetle * Lion Semen - Human semen * Kronos’ Spice - Pig Milk *

* From Ecloga ex Papyris Magicis: Liber I, V, xxvi

More Sources for verification -

Galen - De succedaneis, Claudii Galeni Opera Omnia, v 19

Paulus Aegineta, Corpus Medicorum Graecorum IX/2 vII

Dioscorides De Materia Medica

Witchipedia

Lady Raven

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Message from the Branch Davidians during the Waco standoff.

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Well this is one of the most fucking ominous old west pictures I’ve ever seen. I assume they’re making a visual statement about ‘fuck your fences, we’re coming to steal your cattle’, but anyway, those impromptu cloth masks are amazingly creepy, that guy is not exercising proper gun safety, and it’s really fucking funny that they went to the effort of posing for and taking this picture.

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Raven Symbolism

There’s more than one facet to every beautiful gemstone, and the raven is definitely a unique jewel when it comes to symbolism. Visions of ravens descending upon blood-soaked battlefields to jab their coal black beaks into the carrion of war make for a bird that’s very hard for some to think positively of, but there’s a lot more to the raven than its scavenger tendencies! And, as I hope you’ll see, there are very positive ways to think of the raven’s diet.

The raven is, naturally, associated with war and war gods, and all that entails. Conflict, bloodshed, warriors, death, despair… It’s not hard to see why ravens aren’t fondly regarded in symbolism. Ravens are associated with the Morrigan, a powerful Celtic war goddess who garners much fear and respect.

However, one must also remember that ravens are intelligent, playful creatures who love to chatter and have fun! Odin, the All-Father of the Norse gods, kept two ravens by his side who would fly out each day and report back to him on news of the world. Hugin and Mugin reflect the intellectual side of ravens as creatures of the Air, the element of thought, reason, and intellect.

Ravens are incredibly intelligent, but are also one of nature’s most playful birds! Watching how ravens roll around in the snow just for fun reminds us to have fun as we indulge our curiosity and hunger for knowledge, be it into the occult or anything else. While ravens are known as keepers of mystical lore, however, they also have a penchant for being blabbermouths in mythology. Greek myth holds that Apollo scorched the raven’s feathers from white to black because it couldn’t keep a secret for anything!

There’s much more to say about the raven in terms of its connection with the sun and with transformation, but to wrap up this post, I want to discuss a lesson the raven has to teach us with regard to the trait that people dislike the most: its habit of scavenging dead meat.

What, you might ask, could we possibly take away from this in a positive sense? Well, think of it this way: nature can get messy, and if someone doesn’t clean up that mess, then things could get extremely nasty and toxic. In much the same way, when the human mind holds onto thoughts, ideas, or feelings that just weigh us down, they can fester and poison us from the inside out.

So, the raven’s lesson in this regard is that sometimes, you need to get rid of old mental baggage that’s not serving you anymore. It’s not nearly as easy as just making the decision to forget about it, and requires some hard work and education in new ways of thinking; however, it is well worth the effort.

I was inspired to make this post by finding out that, like how the Butterfly is my Celtic Zodiac Sign, the Raven is my Native American Zodiac Sign. There’s also a raven that lives close to my house that I see from time to time, and it finally struck me that I should make a post on raven symbolism!

I hope it gives you all some inspiration!

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Diabolical Things : A Mix for Desert Vampires

99 Problems / Hugo . Evil / Jace Everett . Fresh Blood / EELS . Far From Any Road / The Handsome Family . Dark Night / The Blasters . Fever / The Cramps . People Are Strange / Lucky Devils . Lovely Creature / Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds . Fire in the Blood&Snake Song / The Bootleggers feat. Emmylou Harris . Fox in a Henhouse / Rachel Brooke . Dengue Woman Blues / Jimmie Vaughan .  The Prowl / Dan Auerbach . Save My Soul / Blues Sacraceno . Blood, Sweat, and Murder . Scott H. Biram . She’s Just Killing Me / ZZ Top . Devil Takes Care of His Own / Band of Skulls . Rolling in on a Burning Tire / The Dead Weather . A Good Man is Hard to Find / Tom Waits . After Dark / Tito and Tarantula

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montana wilderness gothic

you drive alone on a two-lane highway. there is no speed limit. you can’t remember the last time you saw another car, but the road remembers. so do the deer.

sometimes, there are billboards on the side of the road. what are you looking for? they all ask. you’re not sure. you keep driving. 

the forest is possibly trying to kill you. there’s always something moving through the trees. you look, but nothing’s there. you look, and the trees look back. (you try not to think about the time you and your friend stumble upon some skeletal remains while hiking. “it’s just a baby bear,” your friend assures you. you both laugh, and start walking a little faster.)

the mountains appear out of nowhere, sometimes, and disappear just as fast. you wonder where they go when they’re not here. if they could talk, they would tell you that the sky really is that big. run, before it swallows you whole.

try the huckleberries, the locals say. you eat one, then another, then twelve more. you’ve never been this hungry. your teeth and hands are dark, stained with juice. you keep eating. you are never full.

it’s strange, you think, how still the lakes are. shouldn’t the water ripple, when you skip rocks across its surface?

you’ve been hiking for one mile. you’ve been hiking for three miles. you’ve been hiking for fifteen miles. you’ve been hiking —

“montana is the last best place,” people tell you. you’re too nervous to ask what they mean. everyone knows except you. they smile, with too many teeth. “the last best place.”

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Montana Gothic

What are you doing here? they ask, because you are not white or Native American. You answer the way you always do. A job. A change. A getaway. You’ve lived here for years. What are you doing here? This is your home now. You have children and grandchildren. What are you doing here? You will die here and be buried. What are you doing here?

Big sky country. The sky is blue and vast, or black and stormy, pouring rain, heaping snow, shining bright and blue, and it is so very large.

You go for a hike. You know that if you see a bear, you should speak calmly and back away slowly. You know that if you see a mountain lion, you should spread out your jacket and shout. You don’t know what to do about the thing that’s been following you, which is splintering trees and snarling.

They tell you to try the huckleberry flavor. It doesn’t matter what it is flavoring. You try it. It is very good. You have never seen the berries themselves. Try the huckleberry flavor, they say, their gaping mouths stained purple. You do. It is very good.

Keep Montana’s air clean! Do not breathe your foul poisons here. Speak quietly. Whisper. Keep the air clean.

It’s been a while since you’ve seen a town, but that’s okay. It’s a warm night. Your windows are rolled down. The stars are beautiful. You have half a tank of gas. The clock says 7am. There’s no sign of sunrise. How long have you been driving? Your windows are rolled down. The stars are beautiful. You should probably have passed a town by now. You check–you have half a tank of gas. It’s a warm night.

“Be safe driving home!” your friend says at the door. “Oh, yeah, I’d hate to hit a deer,” you say, nodding. Your friend looks into the black night with a smile that does not reach her eyes. “….yes.”

Shoveling is routine. You do it every day. You shovel three inches of snow and your arms ache, and there is more the next morning. You shovel six inches of snow and your arms ache, and there is more the next morning. You shovel a foot. You shovel two feet. You are strong now, but there will be more the next morning.

The lady at the DMV asks you, in great detail, how your license plate will look. You are nervous. You don’t have any background in graphic design.

You’re not sure why you’re spending so much on gas. It’s only ten miles to work. You don’t go anywhere else (there’s no where else to go). Some mornings that drive feels like it lasts forever. Your house is so far from the place you used to live. It’s slid out of its neighborhood, into the empty open spaces. You have to stop for gas on your way to work. The emptiness is all around you. That’s what you like about living here. Elbow room.

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Does anyone else’s cards give them a sour attitude if they neglect them for too long? 🍁🎴🍁🎴🍁 #lenormand #tarot #folkmagic #badcardmom #westernwitch (at Idaho Oregon Border)

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Roadside America Moodboard; pt. 1

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Oregon Gothic

The water tastes good here; it’s the best you’ve ever had. It’s the only water you’ve ever had, and you are grateful.

Everything is green. The trees are green, the grass is green, you’ve even started bleeding green. The world is green, and there is nothing you can do to stop it.

Everyone talks about Oregon State and University of Oregon. You could have sworn there were other schools. Once upon a time, you were right.

You start the day wearing sneakers. By the end of the day they are sandals. This is the third time today. The same thing happened to your jacket. Everything is flannel now. 

Only Nike is immune. They are always immune. All hail Nike.

You started driving I-5 North to Washington, but you cannot leave. You can never leave. I-5 goes on forever, and you are trapped.

“It’s not rain, it’s Oregon sunshine” people say. You believe them. What’s the sun? 

There’s a harsh glowing orb in the sky. You wear long pants and long sleeves to protect yourself from it, and wish for the sun to come back.

The lava beds make you bleed. The gods have accepted your sacrifice.

The water on the coast is so cold. The water in the rivers is so cold. That does not matter, the water calls to you, and you answer, wondering what being “warm” means.

Once upon a time you knew what hazelnuts were. Now all you know are filberts. 

You hike to Crater Lake, and you see a ghost ship. You turn away, and when you look back, it is still there. It has always been there.

You love hiking. You have always loved hiking. It was inevitable.

As you stumble from ghost town to ghost town, you can’t help but wonder if the whole state exists, or if it’s just one giant ghost town.

You cannot pump your own gas. You wouldn’t want to. The things that hang out at gas stations haunt your dreams, and their hands when they take your payment are too cold.

You feel like you are always being watched. You are not paranoid. The plants have eyes. 

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Liminal Spaces Moodboard: Where the world is in transition and time is barely tangible

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The train cars haven’t moved in years. The grass doesn’t get any longer. The blackbirds scream their warning to those who dare step further. The doors to the silo have been blocked to keep someone out? Or to keep something in? No one dares get close enough to find out. Mysterious things happen down in the old rail yard.