#a hex upon ye google!!!!

[mossywizard]

Google docs I curse you forever

My

Less baby but baby sister makes a suggestion in the story and you won’t take me to it?!?! Curse!! Evil!!

[kechiwrites]

gentle touch

könig x massage therapist!reader kinktober countdown day 5 (body worship)

synopsis: oh, the military boys were your favourite.

wc: 2.8k

cw: massage therapist reader doing bad medical-ish practice, body worship, light sub!konig, mentions of edging, hand jobs, a little oral as a treat, biting, konig being petnamed as he should (honey), size kink, hints at touch starvation, groping, begging, uncut konig, afab!reader, no gendered pronouns or language.

author's note: i know his dick hex code and it's glorious. mdni.

He’s your last appointment of the day. And what a fucking day it had been, ten hours that should’ve been eight, cinnamon scented candles instead of eucalyptus, a rushed lunch because a client had shown up early, not taking “I’m on break” for an answer.

You knock on the faux bamboo door, waiting for your appointment to allow you entry. When he does, so quietly you almost miss it, you open the door, only for your eyes to land on a broad, strong back, still wrapped in a dark grey long sleeve. He turns slightly, just enough for you to see the thin stubble on his chin, cheek and jaw.

"Hello! I didn't catch you undressing did I?" This time he turns all the way around and you are sure your swallow is audible. Hell, you hope it's audible, you want this dude to know just how impressed you are with what you're seeing.

"No." He shakes his head, rubbing his aquiline nose against the inside of his wrist. It must’ve been broken once before, if the uneven bump on his bridge is anything to go by. Why is that hot? That shouldn’t be hot. You eat up the motion, eyes tracking every twitch or movement of his massive arms.

“Oh…" you're ogling him. You need to stop ogling him. "I actually need you to strip down.” The words burn on your tongue. You must say that a thousand times a work week, but this time, when you say it to him, it sounds…dirty. Like a shitty porn set up. Makes your clean white polo feel vacuum sealed to your skin. He takes a step towards you and you shudder a breath, tensing until you realize he’s getting closer to the lockers to your left.

He’s huge, you think, and when he still doesn’t look up at you, content to let the strands of dark brown hair, nearly black hair, hang in his face, you figure he’s shy too.

Cute.

“And you can use the towel to maintain modesty, Mr. König.” You get the inflection of his name wrong, you know because you’d googled it prior, held your phone to your ear in the staff washroom and listened to a soft spoken German man lilt it to you. There’s a hard ‘g’ on the end where it shouldn’t be, and you apologize, trying again to master it. “König.”

“Right.” He murmurs, “Just around my waist, yes?”

Or it could go on the floor and I could rub my clit on your abs.

“Yes, sir. Around your waist.”

You exit the room, closing it softly behind you. You figure you’ll use the few minutes you have to get a bottle of water, or a sedative. Something strong enough to bring you back down to your customary professional detachment.

When you return, he’s where you expect him to be. Face down on his stomach, his head in the cushioned hole. “S-sorry.” He speaks, voice muffled by his position. The apology comes immediately upon the sound of the door closing and you worry his large frame has cracked the massage table or something. You peer around him, looking for any chunks of polished wood or loose screws.

When you don’t find anything you realize he’s apologizing for his scars, the pit marks of bullets dug out in haste and healed with spite, lacerations haphazardly stitched, then redone a second time with the careful, practiced hands of a doctor in no rush.

“Oh, please don’t be. We get military boys all the time. Nothing I haven’t seen before.” You murmur, and it’s a lie of course. Not that you’ve seen scars, of course, you’ve seen some really storied skin in your time here, being near a base and all. No, it was the man who was an oddity. Mandy at the front desk told you that he’d had to duck through the front door.

His skin is also ultra pale in a way military men usually aren't. Near transparent, the sprawling blue lines of his veins thread underneath his skin, and you can see yourself getting distracted tracing some of the pathways with your fingers.

He hums, and you hope you’ve put him at ease a little bit. You haven’t even touched him yet and the tension in his back is glaring. Anxious people tended to hold a lot of stress, anxious soldiers? You’re just glad he’d booked a two hour instead of the customary hour and twenty.

The oil is cold straight from the bottle and you warm it between your palms before you make contact. He’s warm to the touch, bridging on hot, and he flinches when your hands meet his skin. “Was that too cold?” He groans, but doesn’t affirm or deny it, so you figure it must just be the contact. Slowly, you begin with his calves, tending to and pushing on knotted muscle and tense areas, working out kink after kink, soothing his compounded aches. The oil smoothes down his leg hair and you must be going insane because even that is hot to you. His thighs are even worse, strong and muscled and dimpled in the sweetest places. He shivers when your palms glide over his inner thighs, and he clenches them together when your fingers brush the hem of the towel shielding his ass from your greedy view. As quickly as it happens, he relaxes, murmuring another apology. You hum your own response, and push your thumb into an adorable cluster of moles you see just under the towel.

By the time you get to his lower back, König is almost purring, his gentle breathing often interrupted by drawn out, guttural moans. Whines and whimpers that make your blood hot. He’s holding the worst of his tension there, and you have to lean almost all your body weight into the motions of the massage. His hips jerk up and then down just as sharply when you crest your palm over her shoulder blades, and you don’t imagine the keening noise he makes as he grips the massage table. You’re used to military clients being a lot more stoic but it seems Mr. König is most assuredly not the sort. You reach his neck, framing his throat with your palms and using your thumbs to rub firm circles into his nape. His breath hitches and you find yourself cooing. “Breathe for me, I got you.” The soldier’s hips snap downward again, this time hard enough to shift the table beneath him. Which is more than enough to make you pause. 

No.

It couldn’t be.

The soft music and sound of the water feature on the wall nearly drown out the curse König whispers, but you catch it, and can’t stop your lips from curling into a pleased little smile. This was just too good. You start to finish up his neck, brushing some of his hair out of the way so you can rub your fingertips into the skin just below his earlobes. You guide him to turn over and when he doesn’t respond, you wonder if he’d fallen asleep.

“Mr. König?”

He makes a wordless groaning noise low in his throat, laying motionless.

“I need you to turn over, honey.” You don’t even realize you’ve pet-named a grown man you don’t know. Which is just as well, because it seems to be what the soldier needs, and he rises from the table, clutching the towel in a tight fist to maintain his scant modesty.

You turn towards the side table, pouring more oil into your palm. When you return to face him, you witness why exactly he was so reluctant to face the ceiling.

He’s at least half-hard, a very noticeable ridge lifting his towel. You can’t stop staring at it, even though you know König is trying his best to ignore it. You circle around him, and begin at the foot of the table, going through the massage cycle again; feet, calves, thighs, arms. You zone out, following through your motions, listening to the man beneath groan and sigh his contentment. You reach his chest, spreading your hands over his pecs. They’re big, just like the rest of him, you think and it’s hard not to fucking drool on him. He’s firm but soft, still pleasantly warm, despite being exposed to slightly below room temperature air. He shifts again when you hit a stubborn knot right below his collarbone, and you pause to check in.

“Still good?”

His breathing is uneven, shuddering and laboured. His hands clench and relax from white knuckled fists.

“Yes.” he hisses through gritted teeth, and you’re worried he’s undoing every bit of relaxation you’ve tried to bring him. It’s painfully clear where the stress is coming from, hidden underneath a paltry white towel, the enticing elephant in the room. You put your hands back on him.

Still got 45 minutes left, after all.

You try your best not to look smug, and you fail miserably.

Every stroke and rub you perform across his chest makes his cock jerk and twitch under the towel. You can practically see the cloudy drops of precum that’d be beading as his tip. Your thumb nail skates across his pectoral and catches his nipple and the whine he makes is so sweet you just have to do it again. Soon, you’re barely massaging him, groping the poor man under the guise of your job. A weak grunt snaps you out of your reverie, and when you glance down his abdomen at that godforsaken towel, you can’t stop the quiet gasp of shock you release at his erection. “Ah, I’m so sorry. Very sorry” His flush spreads from his cheeks all the way down to his chest, a gorgeous stewed cherry colour that overwhelms the pale skin you’d worked into submission. His eyes are screwed shut when you can bear to drag your eyes from his cock to his face. His soft, pink mouth is pulled down at the corners, and the heavy, dark slashes of his eyebrows are furrowed together, creating a wrinkle between them you want to smooth out with a kiss.

“It happens all the time. Are you alright to continue?” Your voice is deceptively calm, serene and soft, when all you really want to do is snatch the towel off the battering ram he’d smuggled in here. Your blood thrums, and you ache at the sight of it, at the mere thought of the ungodly stretch he’d put you through.

You will yourself to keep your hands where they are, force yourself to look literally anywhere else. The faux waterfall ahead of you, the wireless speaker droning pleasant, melodic mood music, fuck, you even try staring at the dimmed light fixtures hanging from the ceiling. But every cry and whine forces your eyes down, tempts you to catalogue every inch of flushed skin and threaded muscle. You gnaw on your own lip, and find your hands drifting down, back around his abdomen. You’ve worked through the area already, there is no excuse to be down there, to slip your finger tips under the towel, to push your digits into the skin around his pelvis. “Is this okay?” You have the gall to ask, when you push your fingers lower still, and basically sign your own severance package. Oh but it’d be worth it, to get what you want, to make this big strong man sob with pleasure, to have his mouth on your throat while you stroked him to completion. The memory of his cock in your hand will keep you warm in the unemployment line.

König nods, turns his head towards you but doesn’t open his eyes. His hips cant upwards again, and his towel shifts, parting to reveal his angry, desperate hard-on. He raises a hand from the massage table, letting his mammoth paw land on your hip. He squeezes you, and exhales sharply through his nose when his thumb touches your bare skin, skating over your flesh underneath your work shirt. “Say it.” You mutter and his eyes crack open, just wide enough for you to spot the crystalline blue of his irises between his inky black lashes.

“Please.”

And that’s all you need.

He’s uncut, and the veins blanketing the length of his cock are visible under his foreskin. Pretty in a way you aren’t used to, a denser blush than the rest of his body, but still quite pale. It feels like your hand is moving in slow motion towards it, your fingers twitching in anticipation. The heat of his dick warms your skin before you even make contact, and when you do, wrapping your fingers around the root of it, your fingertips can’t touch. You press your lips together and try not to squeal happily, glee crinkling your eyes.

God is real and he’s an uncircumcised cock on a shy giant.

König’s erection is searingly hot. Soft skin and hard core, jerking in your palm, leaking steadily, nudging at your hand, insistent. Your brain is working full steam and connections necessary to utilize common sense are still not being made. Slowly, you tighten your hold on him, the weight of it is so imposing, you wouldn’t be surprised if imprints of the veiny surface were branded onto your hand once you withdrew. If you ever withdrew. You should fucking withdraw.

You do not withdraw. Instead, you slide your hand up slowly, choking up on the head of his cock before dragging your grip back down. You chance a glance up at his face, watching his Adam’s apple bob with each laboured swallow. The poor man’s jaw clenches and relaxes while you slide your palm over his flesh again and again. Somehow, he hardens further and your eyes widen impossibly larger, the pit of your stomach doing somersaults at the idea of where you want that thing to go, what you want it to do. You get fevered flashes of König bending you over the massage table in your mind, hands on your hips, rutting without sense or logic into you, so hard the surface scrapes against the floor, all while he sobs, his overwhelmed, overstimulated tears splashing against your back while he rearranged your insides. The head of his cock is exposed every time you slide your hand down towards his pelvis. By the third peek, you’re dragging the pointed end of your tongue over the tip of his dick, licking against his head, and coating your mouth with the taste of him. He grips at your side harder, his fingers digging into your hip as he chases the warmth of your mouth. He keens loud, almost mewling when you pull off him, using your spit to ease your hand’s path. By this point, your handiwork is audible, noisy and wet, König’s voice filling the small room. You use your free hand to guide his head to your chest, letting him bend toward you, press his nose into your tits while he begs for you to finish him.

“Are you gonna come, Mr. König?” You thread your fingers in his hair, letting your nails scratch against his scalp, drift down to his nape and up to his crown again.

“Yes, please, please. Fuck.” His voice is reedy and thin, and he wraps his arm around your waist, burying his face deeper in your chest. And then his whole body trembles, and his hips roll towards you, and for a fleeting minute you consider edging the poor bastard, sliding your hand completely off his cock and watching it twitch violently, uselessly in the air.

But he begs so sweetly. And his next session was already pre-booked.

The hand you kept on his head leaves his hair, and you rub the head of his cock with your flat open palm, jerking him off with firm, fast strokes. He bites down on the curve of your breast, and you’re grateful he still managed to retain enough brain cells to not break skin.

“Do it then. Come, honey.” You trill, feeling his tears wet your skin through your shirt. It’s almost instantaneous, so fast it’s kind of impressive. His body goes bowstring-tight, and he squeezes you so hard it almost hurts. Ropes of sticky white seed shoot from his cock, covering your hand and his spasming abdomen. You slide your hand up, milking just the first two inches of him through his orgasm, until he stops your movements himself, covering your hand with his own.

When you finally break contact, you stare at your hand for what feels like ages, thick beads of his cum rolling down your palm, sliding to your wrist. You extricate yourself from his hold, using your clean hand to brush his sweat damp hair from his forehead. You press that kiss you wanted to the space between his brows. Why start restraining yourself now? His body shivers periodically, and you turn to the sink, to wash your hands clean, clenching your own thighs together, his moans and sighs echoing in your mind. You turn to face him, grinning wide and cheery,

“So...I’ll see you next week?”

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Hello, do you think evil eye or if someone has done something on you that can cause your body to change from it original form? When I was a kid I had a fair skin, not being a racist in any form but I was really fair and one day I went to stay with my cousin ( who apparently was known to do some things to people) so long story short I forgot my clothes at their place and my mother said soon after my complexion dulled down so rapidly that it concerned everyone around me. It has been over 20 years and my skin has never felt the same. Is there anyway to know if it’s true and if it is, is there any way I can break through it?

This definitely is the case of evil eye. It's very comment where I live, it's very prominent in our culture like everybody believes in it. Happened to alot of people actually, witnessed some myself.

And evil eye can affect anything, can turn you from riches to rags, if it's strong. That's why you protect yourself.

There are a lot of ways one can do this, wear special charms (most common) I have one too. Remove the effect of evil eye (there's this thing my mum do with cotton and fire and moving it in circular motion upon one's body up and down without touching obviously) or you can search it on Google actually. Whether to break what's been done that I don't know if possible. But There are a lot ways you can protect yourself. And don't be scared it's very common , and almost everyone suffers from evil eye once in their lifetime, whether they believe or not it's on them.

i do agree with everything the you have said! the only reason I said it didn't seem like evil eye to me is bc OP said it had happened when she was a kid. and evil eye is different from curses and from hex (the three are different and use different energy -based on my culture and knowledge). for me it sounded more like a curse for it to be happening for so long.

also that why I asked the age of the cousin, because although a child can do harm since their emotions are raw, children pouring evil eye seems unlikely ? (if the cousin was older than yes thats totally possible).

In any case, thank you for sharing! I am sure that OP will find this information useful <3 and its also a great way to share knowledge !!

(just to finish, I agree totally that everyone has suffered from evil eye and that all of us have already threw evil eye to people as well, since it comes from red energy from thought and voice when linked with raw emotions like sadness and anger)

[lonelostwriter]

Getting Creepy On A Friday Night

Chapter 3: Winds of Change

“Y/N- Y/N NOOOOOOOO-“

Sarvente screams of agony rang out as Ruv carried her away, tears falling from his own eyes. Your body ached and burned… but why.

Pico held Monster at gun point as tears flowed.

”Let. Them. Go. Or I’ll pump you with so much lead you could be used as a pencil.”

The demon laughs hysterically. “DO IT THEN! I’ll just use THEIR body if you do.”

Whitty picks up Pico and blots, the ginger flailing in his arms.

”No-PUT ME DOWN WE CAN’T LEAVE THEM- NO-“

Luis follows the group, soft mutters of ‘not again’ fading out.

All your friends were leaving you… you to corrupt and rot.

Even the kids were being taken away….

Why does it hurt so bad? —————————————————————————

You sit up, letting out a sharp gasp. God you’re sweating. You look around the room to the other two people in the room and freeze. A single eye meeting your gaze.

”У тебя все нормально?” (Are you ok? I’m using google translate fight me)

You blink, your brain slowly processing what Ruv had asked you, shiver going down your Spine as well. “Yeah… ’m fine it was… just a nightmare.”

”Я могу сказать ... что, если я могу спросить?’ (I can tell ... what if I can ask?)

You look down at the sheets.

”It was a lot really…. I was corrupted or well… being corrupted and you guys all just… left. Some of you tried to fight but… there were no good options….”

He gets up out the bed and walks over to you, picking you up gently. It was really weird to know how gentle this man could be, considering you’ve seen him with how he handles most things…. Except Sarv’s stuff.

”Ничего страшного. все будет отлично” (It's OK. Everything will be fine)

You nod, leaning into his chest slightly. Sarvente sits up and looks over tiredly.

”Is everything alright you two?”

“Nightmare.”

“Oh…” She gets up from her bed and walks over. Great now they’re both cuddling you. Ruv traces light circles into your back.You sigh softly, sinking into the touch. God you were so tired… Sarv looks at the time before getting up. After about 5 minutes she comes back with 3 mugs. 2 of hot chocolate and one of what you assumed was just hot milk. Ruv never liked sugary things anyway. She hands both of you your respective mugs before sitting down on the bed. “Are you alright, Y/N?” Sarvente asked you softly, you looked up at her, sighing softly. It never dawned upon you how long and fluffy looking her hair was… not to mention it was pink. It was comforting. “Yeah… dreams are just… weird sometimes. Ya know?” Ruv lets out some form of chuckle. “Can’t relate. I barely sleep.” Ironically that made you and Sarv snort. “Bro what the f- sleep more.” “Ok p a r e n t-” “SQAYUWDGCFRGFVR-” “WH- HOW THE-” Sarv sets her mug down, before wheezing hysterically. How the hell??? You all hear a soft grumble and look up. Pico stands there, half asleep with Whitty behind him looking confused. “Aw shit- did we wake you?”

“Yes.” Whitty shakes his head no, as Pico looks grumpy. You snort softly. “Sorry guys.” The bomb head waves you off, trying to be reassuring. Sarvente looks around. “Since you’re both over here why don’t we all just bunk in this room?” Whitty’s eyes light up as he shuffles in. Pico follows before flopping on the bean bag in the corner. You snort. “This works… anyway thanks… Goodnight guys.” There’s soft mutters of ‘good night’ before everyone goes back to sleep in the room.

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“What’s our plan now?” Honestly Whitty had a good question. What WAS the plan now? You rubs your neck a bit.

“Well for starters. Find out where the others are… maybe we can look for Hex?” Sarvente nods

“I’ll pack some supplies so we can get ready to go.” Ruv readjusts his hat as he walks into the room, watching Sarv dash out.

“So. We all know that fucking lemon is doing things from the shadows.” You nod sadly.

“Can’t believe it. Keith had this happen all within a week?”

“Yeah…” You breath in.

“We can’t… dwell too much on it. Best we can do is head out and save our friends.” Whitty nods in agreement.

“Right.” Sarv comes back with a few bags in hand.

“Let’s head to the basketball court. It’s a good place to start.” Everyone looks at each other.

“Right…”

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The court felt eerie at this hour. Especially with how quiet the town was. Ruv pauses, before suddenly picking you up. You felt something just barely miss your leg and glance down and-

“HEX?!” Everyone else snaps their heads back to you and Ruv. Lo and behold it was Hex. His screen was, scrambled to say. Had a whole lemon demon icon that kept wavering. Ruv puts you down and you look at the bot.

“Bzzz- (Y/)- zzrt -(N)?” Oh lord. Was he still fighting? He seemed in pain.

“H-Hey Hex. Hex we’re here for you. Me, Whitty, Sarv, Ruv, Pico- we’re here-“

He makes a motion of acknowledgment, still glitching.

“Hurtzzzz-“

“I know- I know. H-hey. How about we.. sing? Trust me, ok?” Hex nods again, still clutching his screen.

“O-ok…”

You step back, standing a few feet away. Pico sits on one of the smaller speakers this time. Sarvente sitting in the middle. Ruv and Whitty sit on either side on the ground respectively.

“You got this (Y/N)” Pico cheers.

“If anyone can save him, you can.”

“We’re here for you dear.”

“Do your best!”

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>:) I return.

Anyway hi guys! New update go brrr. And we have Hex! Tbh I have a whole playlist for the order of this story. Just gotta find time to sprinkle in A.G.O.T.I, Tabi, Annie, Garcello, and Sen. Since I’m not sure you’ll be battling any of them… ok maybe A.G.O.T.I… maybe. -Cloaked

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TXT Members as Hogwarts Students

Word Count: 1,087

A/N: anyone who knows me knows I am a massive Harry Potter stan (started reading the books when I was 8) so I really really wanted to combine it with the boys! I also don’t have time for a full blown Harry Potter au at the moment so I thought some head cannons would be perfect to get it out of my system haha. Special shoutout to anyone who took the google survey I made cause that helped me form these!

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༺Yeonjun༻

My Slytherin boy

Yeonjun is the type of Hogwarts student who pretends like he doesn’t care about school but deep down he’s super dedicated to his studies

He really loves potions class

Tried to get on the Quidditch team but as soon as he got on a broom he knew it was not for him- he’s clumsier than he would ever admit

He’s a pure blood but never announced it cause he really does not think it matters

Super popular!! He has so many friends from all the different houses

He also is constantly advocating for Slytherins (we aren’t all villains!)

A total class clown too, definitely has cost the house a few points in his attempts to conjure up joke spells during class

If we’re placing him in the same timeline as the original Harry Potter characters, he would definitely be raising hell along with Fred and George

Really digs wearing the robes and ties cause he knows he looks fine, definitely checks himself out every chance he gets

Got a billion people asking him to the Yule Ball cause he is just That boy

Once stumbled upon the Room of Requirement when he was really craving food from home and he might have shed a few tears upon opening the door to see all his favorite snacks laid out on for him

༺Soobin༻ 

You guys overwhelmingly voted that he is a Hufflepuff and I agree

He is a pretty shy and quiet student but all of the professors love him

I think he would be super into Transfiguration

Prefers wearing sweaters and cardigans to wearing the traditional robes

Probably part of the frog choir and secretly wants to join the Quidditch team but he’s afraid of hurting himself after seeing other people get hurt in his first year

All of his friends know that he’s actually hilarious and sometimes kind of an airhead

I feel like he would be from a muggle family

He had a tendency to get lost around the castle when he first showed up but it led him to finding a bunch of spaces to sit and enjoy being in the castle

He is obsessed with the aesthetics of the castle, definitely takes photos and writes down details to keep so he never forgets

He definitely has a pet cat that he adores and sleeps on the foot of his bed every night with him

You can always find him kind of fluttering around the castle either reading, talking to other students, admiring animals or just admiring whatever was in front of him

༺Beomgyu༻ 

Okay the voting for him was extremely split? 

But in the end more of you voted for him being a Gryffindor, which I can totally see

Beomgyu is definitely a pure blood and proud of it but not an ass about it

100% a Quidditch star, I could see him being a Keeper and absolutely rocking it

Much more lowkey about classes, he’s really at Hogwarts cause it’s a family tradition and make friends and vibe

You know that scene of Cedric laying on the bench in the courtyard? That’s Beomgyu’s vibe

He would also always be in the common room, lounging in front of the fire half asleep, just talking to whoever came in 

Even though he isn’t quite as involved in school I feel like he would still really be secretly really good at spells, like give the boy any new spell to learn and it only takes him a few tries to get it right

I have an image of him laying on the couch in the common room late at night, casting spells into the darkness and just grinning to himself in satisfaction

Tries to act tough and brave about everything because of his house but he’s a massive softy who gets scared by the portraits every once in a while

Addicted to magical candies; chocolate frogs, every flavor beans, all that jazz

༺Taehyun༻ 

Ravenclaw!!!!!

I’m glad most of us are on the same page here

The image of Taehyun, hair slicked back, quill bouncing between his fingers as he reads? Yes please

I think he’d be a half-blood and this would accelerate his interest in learning all things magical before he even got to Hogwarts

He loves Defense Against the Dark Arts and learning all of the protection spells because he’s such a cautious and caring person that he wants to be ready for any situation

Finds the patronus charm most fascinating and beautiful

Isn’t a Quidditch player but definitely watches all of the games and occasionally bets on them cause he’s really good at predicting who will win 

He also is pretty popular and has a lot of friends from different houses

Taehyun is definitely the type to hold study groups and make sure that everyone is on the right track

But cross him a single time and suddenly you’re enemies. One time someone got him in trouble for reading from the restricted section and he hexed their quill so they failed every assignment they had

I can see him also being all about night-time at the castle and he definitely lives for the Hogsmeade trips

As much as he loves being at Hogwarts he has a heart for traveling and would often wander out to Hagrid’s hut and the woods and imagine what it’d be like to run away

He would definitely want to become an Auror once he leaves Hogwarts

༺Hueningkai༻ 

Okay as much as I hate the house stereotypes

Kai is the classic Hufflepuff one

He’s sweet, funny, super kind and just the kind of person that you always want around you 

Probably a half-blood too, but his magical parent didn’t tell him much about Hogwarts just so the surprise was still there

Strikes me as a student who loves and excels at Herbology- I could see him having a group of little plants that he keeps on his bedside table 

Literally always laughing about something, the sound of his giggles bounce through the hallways almost 24/7

He is extremely outgoing and you could find him in the middle of groups of students quite often, always telling some kind of story

The kind of kid who would forget to eat at dinner because he spends so much time talking to his friends

Not much of a reader but he loves the comfy furniture in the library so he’s there quite often

Animals love him and just sort of jump out of the woodwork toward him; he visited Hagrid once and before he knew it Fang was asleep with his head in Hueningkai’s lap

He’s also huge on house pride and totally goes out of his way to get Hufflepuff more house points

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Update KP0040: Improvements and fixes. This update includes various improvements. Key changes include: – Provides Progressbar 7 skin – Provides ProgressDOS – Provides a new Begin menu that is active all the time – Provides a little delay before the Mines become active – Provides only horizontal lasers, the vertical ones were removed – Provides some fixes for the Calculator – Addresses issues the progress saving – Addresses issues with the Navigation menu on Android 10

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[therowanblackwood]

“Am I cursed?” Because I am (I guess) sort of a professional Witch these days, I get this question from time to time. Because of the ubiquity of “white” (i.e., benevolent) witchcraft—and the efforts of modern Witches to clear the air—you might think that Witch paranoia was a thing of the past. However, my blog’s comments and email inbox tell a different story. Lots of people believe they may be under a curse or enchantment cast by a Witch. And they’d like to get to the bottom of it. I Googled it real quick to check up on the collective internet wisdom. Surprisingly, the answers to “How do I know if someone is doing witchcraft on me?” seem to fall into two categories: Witches aren’t real. Don’t be silly. Oh yes, there’s a great and evil curse upon you. Give me $500 and I’ll fix it. I feel like this topic deserves better. As Witches, we believe certain things are observably true—like, that magick gives us a degree of influence over the world. If you have the power to affect others through magick, then it’s only logical that other people have that power, too. And maybe sometimes they choose to exercise it. Maybe even on you. It’s certainly reasonable to want to know when you’re the subject of a magick spell, especially a negative or coercive one. If you don’t know about it, you can’t counter it. (At least, not specifically.) Pre-warned is pre-armed, as they say. It’s a legitimate question. It’s just not an easy one to answer. There is no psychic litmus test that will give you a result of “magick present/not present.” The best I can do is offer a list of signs that manipulative magick may be at work in your life. The last thing I want to do is incite witch hunts, so I’ll throw in one last word of caution. My answer to the question, “Am I cursed?” is usually “Probably not.” I could go into a lot of boring details about why that is, but it really comes down to the following three counter-hexing principles: Real magick is hard. Your own will is powerful. Nobody really cares enough to curse you (probably). Still, that’s no consolation if you really feel that you’re being peeped at by the evil eye. Here are some tell-tale signs that you may indeed be crossed, jinxed, hexed, spellbound, or bewitched: You have a lot of Witches as friends (or enemies). In certain locations and age groups, there may be dozens. The more magickal people you have in your social circle, the more the probability approaches certainty that someone has, at some time, done some kind of spell involving you. It’s not a big deal. You just accept it, the way you accept that someone’s probably talked trash about you at a party, or masturbated about you. Remember: Just because someone is a Witch (or claims to be) doesn’t mean they have the skill or motivation to influence you in a negative way. (See counter-hexing principles #1 and #3, above.) Also, the Witch who is adept enough to do harmful magick is also usually adept enough to know better. You’re on a string of bad luck that just won’t end. In Hoodoo, it’s referred to as being “crossed.” It’s not just about having a bad day—it’s one bad day after another. No matter what you do, nothing seems to be going your way. Underlying all the frustration is a nagging feeling that someone (or something) is out to get you. Traditional “uncrossing” rituals are designed to shake off the bad juju and get you back on your feet. Bad luck is not, in and of itself, a sign that you’re under a curse. It could just be that Fortuna is pissed at you at the moment. It could be a mundane group of events outside your control that are causing your current misery. It could also be that you’ve been sabotaging yourself—with or without outside help. Signs and synchronicity suggest that a curse is at work. Magickally charged bad luck can be difficult to distinguish from regular bad luck. But sometimes, little things happen that will clue you in. If you pay attention to these omens, you may receive clues about the nature of the spell and the direction it’s coming from. You see, while some cowardly Witch may be able to hex you without your knowledge, nothing is secret to the Universe. One observable fact is that truth, like the bubbles in champagne, always tries to reach the surface. Another observable fact is that Big Mama Universe has a mighty sense of humor about magick. Let’s say you get splashed by a speeding car on a rainy day. That’s just crappy luck. But if you get splashed by a speeding car with a license plate that contains your enemy’s initials, then your dog picks a voodoo-doll chew toy up from the wet curb and hands it to you, then you grab a magazine to dry off your boots and the first page you see has a mummy movie poster that says “CURSE!” in drippy letters…well, I wouldn’t rule it out. Your photos and personal stuff have gone missing. Negative spells often hinge on having access to the spell’s intended target (or their property). A photograph, a piece of jewelry, a bit of hair or clothing or bodily fluids—all of these are classic ingredients in spells both good and bad. But they are even more critical in enemy work, when the spell-caster needs to make absolutely certain their nasty magick sticks to the right target. The Witch may use these items to link a poppet or candle to the target. Alternatively, they may bury or hide spell components at the target’s home or workplace. If you catch someone trying to obtain your personal effects on the sly, then that person is either a klepto, a weird fetishist—or perhaps, a scheming sorcerer. There are areas of the South that are still steeped in Voodoo/Hoodoo. Some people there are reluctant to have their photo taken or leave their hair clippings at the barber shop, for fear that they may fall into the wrong hands. Do you have enemies with hex-casting skills? If your things have gone missing from your office desk—or worse yet, your gym bag—it might be time to get worried. You’re interacting with a person who does witchcraft all the time. Yes, it’s true. Some people use witchcraft every waking moment in order to get their way. Rather than candles and oils and whatnot, they use powerful personal energy—which is a lot more subtle. So subtle, in fact, that they do it right in front of you. The occult term is enthrallment. Non-occultists might describe it as charisma or persuasion. Enthrallers work their magick by either sapping you of your energy so that you feel bad, or infusing you with bursts of their own so that you feel good. (Sometimes both.) They are energy workers of a sort—though “serious” energy workers don’t like to give them that designation. Not all of them are Witches. Many become performers. Many become salespeople. Some enthrallers act like narcissistic or manipulative people, but they can also be quite pleasant. At least, until you realize you’ve been had. I bring them up because interacting with enthrallers can make you feel like you’ve been put under a spell. Psychically sensitive folks may even feel violated—like the enthraller has literally been inside your head or slimed you with their energy. Fortunately, unless the psychic manipulator is a true badass, their power is usually limited to their immediate presence. Once you leave, they will move on to the next target. You’re having thoughts, visions, and emotions that aren’t your own. I have to be soooooo careful with this one—because many of these same experiences are signs of mental illness. If your thoughts or visions are telling you to hurt people or yourself, please put the candles down and get some professional help. However, there are forms of magick (and empathy/telepathy) that can have strange mental effects. Sudden thoughts, unusual urges, intense feelings out of nowhere? If you’re normally a pretty level person, they can be a clue that someone is magickally messing with your head. It helps to take stock of your energy levels and emotions on a regular basis. That way, you’ll know when you’re off your baseline. Negative magick can leave you feeling physically drained and miserable. But so can a bunch of other, more mundane ailments. It’s best to rule out other causes before settling on psychic attack. You sense the presence of someone else’s magick. It’s the most obvious, but probably the most effective way to tell if you’re caught up in an active spell: You just feel it. Magickal energy has its own particular smell and taste. With a bit of experience, you can often tell when a foreign energy is swirling about. It could manifest as a feeling of being watched, or a sudden odor, or a nasty feeling hanging in the air. If you’re psychically skilled, you may even be able to see or feel who’s responsible in your mind’s eye and/or energetic body. Dreaming about a person can be a clue that their energy is tangled up with yours. Of course, that doesn’t mean they’ve cast a spell on you. Dreams can be triggered by anxiety, worry, attraction, or just random thoughts. But they can also be a cue from your psychic mind that someone is intruding on your headspace. There are all different ways that people work invasive or coercive magick. But they inevitably leave energetic snail trails back to their source. If you suspect foul play, try scanning your body for energetic cords and other attachments that shouldn’t be there. You can use divination or scrying to sniff out the origin of the disturbance. If all else fails, try doing a revealing spell and ask for the truth to come to light. Final thoughts on detecting magick As I’ve already pointed out, negative magick is extremely rare in real life. Although it’s not impossible that you’re dealing with a curse or hex, it is unlikely. Before you let fear or anger take over, calmly consider the answers to the following questions: Is there someone with a reason to cast a spell on me? Do they have the occult interest/ability to do so? And, is it actually affecting me? Make sure your assessment is motivated by information (the logical kind and the psychic kind), and not by paranoia or distrust. If you determine that you are being affected by someone else’s magick, you do have options. You have the ability to cut off intrusive energy and reclaim your power. Protection, reversal, and binding magick are all ways that Witches can counter aggressive spells. Each of these types of spells have subtlely different aims and results, so consider carefully what it is you want before retaliating. You can also take comfort in the knowledge that harmful magick brings negative consequences to the sender sooner or later.

[tipsycad147]

Spell detection 101: How to know if someone is using witchcraft on you

by Michelle Gruben

“Am I cursed?” Because I am (I guess) sort of a professional Witch these days, I get this question from time to time.  Because of the ubiquity of “white” (i.e., benevolent) witchcraft—and the efforts of modern Witches to clear the air—you might think that Witch paranoia was a thing of the past.

However, my blog’s comments and email inbox tell a different story. Lots of people believe they may be under a curse or enchantment cast by a Witch. And they’d like to get to the bottom of it.

I Googled it real quick to check up on the collective internet wisdom. Surprisingly, the answers to “How do I know if someone is doing witchcraft on me?” seem to fall into two categories:

Witches aren’t real. Don’t be silly.

Oh yes, there’s a great and evil curse upon you. Give me $500 and I’ll fix it.

I feel like this topic deserves better. As Witches, we believe certain things are observably true—like, that magick gives us a degree of influence over the world. If you have the power to affect others through magick, then it’s only logical that other people have that power, too. And maybe sometimes they choose to exercise it. Maybe even on you.

It’s certainly reasonable to want to know when you’re the subject of a magick spell, especially a negative or coercive one. If you don’t know about it, you can’t counter it. (At least, not specifically.) Pre-warned is pre-armed, as they say.

It’s a legitimate question. It’s just not an easy one to answer. There is no psychic litmus test that will give you a result of “magick present/not present.” The best I can do is offer a list of signs that manipulative magick may be at work in your life.

The last thing I want to do is incite witch hunts, so I’ll throw in one last word of caution.  My answer to the question, “Am I cursed?” is usually “Probably not.” I could go into a lot of boring details about why that is, but it really comes down to the following three counter-hexing principles:

Real magick is hard.

Your own will is powerful.

Nobody really cares enough to curse you (probably).

Still, that’s no consolation if you really feel that you’re being peeped at by the evil eye. Here are some tell-tale signs that you may indeed be crossed, jinxed, hexed, spellbound, or bewitched:

You have a lot of Witches as friends (or enemies).

In certain locations and age groups, there may be dozens. The more magickal people you have in your social circle, the more the probability approaches certainty that someone has, at some time, done some kind of spell involving you. It’s not a big deal. You just accept it, the way you accept that someone’s probably talked trash about you at a party, or masturbated about you.

Remember: Just because someone is a Witch (or claims to be) doesn’t mean they have the skill or motivation to influence you in a negative way. (See counter-hexing principles #1 and #3, above.) Also, the Witch who is adept enough to do harmful magick is also usually adept enough to know better.

You’re on a string of bad luck that just won’t end.

In Hoodoo, it’s referred to as being “crossed.” It’s not just about having a bad day—it’s one bad day after another. No matter what you do, nothing seems to be going your way. Underlying all the frustration is a nagging feeling that someone (or something) is out to get you. Traditional “uncrossing” rituals are designed to shake off the bad juju and get you back on your feet.

Bad luck is not, in and of itself, a sign that you’re under a curse. It could just be that Fortuna is pissed at you at the moment. It could be a mundane group of events outside your control that are causing your current misery. It could also be that you’ve been sabotaging yourself—with or without outside help.

Signs and synchronicity suggest that a curse is at work.

Magickally charged bad luck can be difficult to distinguish from regular bad luck. But sometimes, little things happen that will clue you in. If you pay attention to these omens, you may receive clues about the nature of the spell and the direction it’s coming from.

You see, while some cowardly Witch may be able to hex you without your knowledge, nothing is secret to the Universe. One observable fact is that truth, like the bubbles in champagne, always tries to reach the surface. Another observable fact is that Big Mama Universe has a mighty sense of humor about magick.

Let’s say you get splashed by a speeding car on a rainy day. That’s just crappy luck. But if you get splashed by a speeding car with a license plate that contains your enemy’s initials, then your dog picks a voodoo-doll chew toy up from the wet curb and hands it to you, then you grab a magazine to dry off your boots and the first page you see has a mummy movie poster that says “CURSE!” in drippy letters…well, I wouldn’t rule it out.

Your photos and personal stuff have gone missing.

Negative spells often hinge on having access to the spell’s intended target (or their property). A photograph, a piece of jewelry, a bit of hair or clothing or bodily fluids—all of these are classic ingredients in spells both good and bad. But they are even more critical in enemy work, when the spell-caster needs to make absolutely certain their nasty magick sticks to the right target. The Witch may use these items to link a poppet or candle to the target. Alternatively, they may bury or hide spell components at the target’s home or workplace.

If you catch someone trying to obtain your personal effects on the sly, then that person is either a klepto, a weird fetishist—or perhaps, a scheming sorcerer. There are areas of the South that are still steeped in Voodoo/Hoodoo. Some people there are reluctant to have their photo taken or leave their hair clippings at the barber shop, for fear that they may fall into the wrong hands.

Do you have enemies with hex-casting skills? If your things have gone missing from your office desk—or worse yet, your gym bag—it might be time to get worried.

You’re interacting with a person who does witchcraft all the time.

Yes, it’s true. Some people use witchcraft every waking moment in order to get their way. Rather than candles and oils and whatnot, they use powerful personal energy—which is a lot more subtle. So subtle, in fact, that they do it right in front of you. The occult term is enthrallment. Non-occultists might describe it as charisma or persuasion.

Enthrallers work their magick by either sapping you of your energy so that you feel bad, or infusing you with bursts of their own so that you feel good. (Sometimes both.) They are energy workers of a sort—though “serious” energy workers don’t like to give them that designation. Not all of them are Witches. Many become performers. Many become salespeople. Some enthrallers act like narcissistic or manipulative people, but they can also be quite pleasant. At least, until you realize you’ve been had.

I bring them up because interacting with enthrallers can make you feel like you’ve been put under a spell. Psychically sensitive folks may even feel violated—like the enthraller has literally been inside your head or slimed you with their energy. Fortunately, unless the psychic manipulator is a true badass, their power is usually limited to their immediate presence. Once you leave, they will move on to the next target.

You’re having thoughts, visions, and emotions that aren’t your own.

I have to be soooooo careful with this one—because many of these same experiences are signs of mental illness. If your thoughts or visions are telling you to hurt people or yourself, please put the candles down and get some professional help.

However, there are forms of magick (and empathy/telepathy) that can have strange mental effects. Sudden thoughts, unusual urges, intense feelings out of nowhere? If you’re normally a pretty level person, they can be a clue that someone is magickally messing with your head. It helps to take stock of your energy levels and emotions on a regular basis. That way, you’ll know when you’re off your baseline.

Negative magick can leave you feeling physically drained and miserable. But so can a bunch of other, more mundane ailments. It’s best to rule out other causes before settling on psychic attack.

You sense the presence of someone else’s magick.

It’s the most obvious, but probably the most effective way to tell if you’re caught up in an active spell: You just feel it. Magickal energy has its own particular smell and taste. With a bit of experience, you can often tell when a foreign energy is swirling about. It could manifest as a feeling of being watched, or a sudden odor, or a nasty feeling hanging in the air. If you’re psychically skilled, you may even be able to see or feel who’s responsible in your mind’s eye and/or energetic body.

Dreaming about a person can be a clue that their energy is tangled up with yours. Of course, that doesn’t mean they’ve cast a spell on you. Dreams can be triggered by anxiety, worry, attraction, or just random thoughts. But they can also be a cue from your psychic mind that someone is intruding on your headspace.

There are all different ways that people work invasive or coercive magick. But they inevitably leave energetic snail trails back to their source. If you suspect foul play, try scanning your body for energetic cords and other attachments that shouldn’t be there. You can use divination or scrying to sniff out the origin of the disturbance. If all else fails, try doing a revealing spell and ask for the truth to come to light.

Final thoughts on detecting magick

As I’ve already pointed out, negative magick is extremely rare in real life. Although it’s not impossible that you’re dealing with a curse or hex, it is unlikely.

Before you let fear or anger take over, calmly consider the answers to the following questions: Is there someone with a reason to cast a spell on me? Do they have the occult interest/ability to do so? And, is it actually affecting me? Make sure your assessment is motivated by information (the logical kind and the psychic kind), and not by paranoia or distrust.

If you determine that you are being affected by someone else’s magick, you do have options. You have the ability to cut off intrusive energy and reclaim your power. Protection, reversal, and binding magick are all ways that Witches can counter aggressive spells. Each of these types of spells have subtlely different aims and results, so consider carefully what it is you want before retaliating. You can also take comfort in the knowledge that harmful magick brings negative consequences to the sender sooner or later.

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Use Google Search as a Calculator

Besides using Google as a search engine for searching news, browsing different websites, using social media, you can also use it as a calculator. To do this, go to Google Search, input your calculations in it, and press the search button. Now Google will show the results of your input on your screen.

Besides this, if you want to do a more advanced calculation using Google, then go to Google Search, type “Calculator” in it, and tap the search button to access the more advanced calculator tool of Google. Amazing, right? So, do use this fantastic feature of Google if you want to do some calculations but don’t have a physical calculator with you to do it.

Pick Colors and Translate Color Codes

Using Google Search, you can easily pick colors and translate them to their color codes using its color picker tool. Besides this, you can also use this tool to convert Hex code into RGB, HMYK, HSV, etc. To access this tool, go to Google Search and search for “Color picker,” and the tool will appear on your screen. Now tap and drag the color picker tool to select a color or enter your color code in it to convert it to RGB, HSV, or HSL code.

Do Quick Meditation

Do you love to do meditation? If yes, then you will surely love this feature of Google Search. Using Google Search, you can easily get access to quick meditation tutorials. For example, if you want to do a breathing exercise, go to Google Search, write “Breathing exercise” in it, and tap on the search button. Now you will be shown a quick 1-minute breathing exercise tutorial on your screen to follow. This is an outstanding feature of Google Search and can be very helpful, especially when you don’t have lots of time to do meditation.

Search Royalty-Free Images

Using Google, you can effortlessly search and download thousands of if not millions of high-quality royalty-free and creative commons images for commercial use. To do this:

Go to Google Images.

Now do a search for an image in it, and you will be shown lots of high-quality images that are related to your search term.

After that, tap on the “Tools” option.

Next, tap on the “Usage Rights” option and select an option that matches your requirements. Once you do, this Google will show you only those images that match your requirements.

Play Games

Using Google Search, you can easily find games that you can play directly in search results. For example, go to Google Search and type “Play Pac-Man” in it and tap on the search button to find and play the Pac-Man game directly in search results. Besides this, you can also find other games that you can play in search results by clicking on the drop-down arrow, which is located below the “Play” button of the Pac-Man game.

Conclusion

These were the six amazing Google Search features that you may not have known about before. So, do try out these features the next time you use Google to search for something. You will surely love these fantastic features.

Jaxson Harry is a Microsoft Office expert and has been working in the technical industry since 2002. As a technical expert, Jaxson has written technical blogs, manuals, white papers, and reviews for many websites such as office.com/setup.

Source: 6 Amazing Google Search Features.

[liodensim]

Art Update: Mocha, Pawpads, Fire Escape!

Paw Pads!

We announced this long time ago as an art update and polled the idea for months, so you all knew this will arrive soon enough! It's today! Paw pads will automatically appear as part of "Skin" layer - they will match Nose's colour, which was the decision community made via a public poll we had in past.

Previously, paw pads were just half-transparent and of colour that legs were showing, so most lions with any white unders just had white pawpads. Older lion art (specially adult males) just had the paws drawn awkwardly, (and Xylax worked hard for past 5 years to improve anatomy ever since, like on newer art such as poses and mutations), but we still had troubles to make the new pawpads look good on such old art. We do know it's not following the lines perfectly, but it's for a reason to make it look better. What we did was use original lineart, cut paw pads out and polish up a bit to make it look better, added gentle lineart so it wouldn't collide too much with existing paw pads on lineart, and then went for recolours. Colours were made to match noses as close as possible, using more unified colour template. Dudley, Butterfly and Marbled paw pads got cute spots, just like household cats have. We understand the change is always hard to get used to immediately, your lions will look different after all. There's always Plain nose colour that has no pawpads and no Nose colour, using the original lion lineart transparency. If you notice any specific issues such as art moved to side or stray pixels, please use Art Bug Boards to report it so we can fix it. If you have any observations that would be better with tweaking (like fixing shading on any stage), Art Bug Boards would be more suited rather than Suggestions.

New Content

To celebrate the Solar Eclipse of August 2017 that happened just days ago (and was a pretty big deal all over the news!), we've decided to add a 3GB Oasis BG until October 31st, called Solar Eclipse. It will be an annual BG from now on, but next year limited just to August. For now, enjoy the extended sale time! There's also a special rare decor that can be found ONLY during patrolling - Charmed Dwarf Lioness!. This decor has 2 uses by default and might start a new trend of such exclusive decors.

Image shows off a Charmed Dwarf Lioness decor and Solar Eclipse background without an actual lion in it.

Mocha Markings!

We're introducing a new colour of markings! (Mocha has a hex code of 967B6A - for all the artists out there) It's a user-suggested grayed out brown that will bring a lot of new colour combinations!

Mane Markings: * Mocha Top Smooth (custom) * Mocha Low Flow (custom) * Mocha Half (custom) * Mocha Flow (custom) * Mocha Bottom Smooth (custom) * Mocha Back Hair (common) Body Markings: * Mocha Smudge (custom) * Mocha Shell (custom) * Mocha Sable (custom) * Mocha Points (custom) * Mocha Paws (common) * Mocha Face (common) * Mocha Cover (common)

MINIGAME!

We really wanted to introduce an idea of event-based minigames, and this is our first one - Fire Escape! Next year it should trigger along with opening Event Stud bar! The game banner is located in Games Section. LINK In "Fire Escape", your world is burning around you. It seems there is no end to the destruction being wrought upon the land. As you attempt to escape you must avoid any and all obstacles. One misstep is the difference between life and death. To play, you must click or press the space bar to jump. Careful timing is key to avoid hitting the various obstacles. Bonus points can be earned by collecting the floating beetles as you make your way through the game. The speed of the game slowly increases the longer you play, testing your ability to time your jumps. Each player may submit their score once a day to earn up to maximum of 200 Carrion Beetles and 100 Dry Bones. Yes, a day. :D There's a Leaderboard you can send your score to as many times you want, no matter if you already received rewards today! Polish your skills before submitting your score!

For some other events in future, we might do reskins of this game. It looks like it took a lot of coding and art teaming up to create this game from scratch, so we might not do one for September or October, we'll see though!

Updates

Leopon Adult Male and Leopon Newborn have had their files updated. Xylax - I truly hoped to catch up on muties for this update, but because I twisted my left arm, it's much harder to do script-based art (my left art is used for keyboard, while my right hand is for drawing). I have to take a lot of breaks so it just is so much slower and I am very sorry. It is much easier for me right now to just draw, rather than produce keystroke-based content. There's only so much medicine can do, the wrist also needs time :( Next art update is planned on 8th so let's hope I can cover more until then. Art Style thread has a new update: Charmed Dwarf Lioness - NEW! + Felis stages custom decor .psd added + Mane Specific .psd got updated with Pariah mane Shad has added new tags as usual! (just.. not sure where today ;'D) Also, when working today I have noticed that the tiny mutation we announced some time ago has finally been conceived, whole two days ago! It should be born tomorrow if that person rolls over, and we will enable it in wardrobe and Trading Center search when that happens - hopefully very soon after as Kitty moved into her house and has no internet yet! (Remember it's a lethal mutation, so it will only work for Cub stage)

Raffle Lioness

Congrats Serendibite (#94607)! You have won the last raffle lady! New lady with the Sunset over Entabeni BG is up for impressing in Special Lioness area in Explore or in NEWS section under News Post List!

Polls and Dev Notes

Looks like Underground Tunnels were voted to be the next level! Perfect level for a September art update! LINK - New poll! Which beetle would you like to see next? I included few options, Event, Oasis and Explore, to pick from! Sorry I cannot really include photos from google, so I hope you guys can google the names on your own ;0;

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What's Your Suggestion?

Lately I've been looking at different books for Kendal and Barns and Noble for some good books on Witchcraft. I found several that don't look like complete crap, cause I'm not looking for fairy tales, I'm looking for actual books on different types of Witchcraft.

I started my journey a few months ago, and took to Google to find different blogs by other Witches to figure out what it is I'm looking for in my personal journey.

No, I dont wanna use the dark arts to put hexes on people I dislike, though that sounds like fun at times. I'm looking for ways to improve my way of living, the way I see the world, and get more comfortable with the abilities I already have.

I want to know more, and I know there are places I haven't looked, or haven't heard of.

So, this is where you come in. Yes, you, you're reading this right now, so you stumbled upon post for a reason. Do you think you can help me out? I know there are other Witches on here, I've subscribed to some of them already, but I wanna dive deeper. I want to be able to perform rituals at night under the moon, or be able to venture outside and understand why I feel so attached to nature.

This gaping void I have in my soul for knowledge is really eating at me; there's so much more I could be doing instead of always researching.

So, in closing, if you are a witch and think you could help me out, that would be fantastic!

Thanks in advance to all the advice I'm sure this blog is going to get.

Have a blessed Memorial Day.

[josephlrushing]

2019 Holiday Gift Guide: There’s Something for Everyone and for Every Budget!

2019 is quickly zipping by, and you know what that means — the holiday season is now upon us! If you’re now faced with trying to figure out what to get for the people on your gift-giving list, take a look at these items we’ve rounded up; we have something for everyone and for every budget!

Activ5

The Activ5 is a $129.90 (and up) portable isometric fitness device that allows you to get in a workout regardless of where you are. Paired with a smartphone and the companion training app, you can reach your personal fitness goals in as little as five minutes per session in your home, office, or even sitting in an airplane (I’ve tried it!). This would be a perfect gift for anyone who is interested in fitness but has a hard time making time for it, and it’s great for those New Years’ resolutions to start off 2020.

Google Nest Hub Max

If you’ve been looking for a great ecosystem for your home that works with an unlimited amount of third party accessories, Google’s Nest products are a fantastic start, but most specifically the $229 Google Nest Hub Max. Great for the nightstand or even your kitchen, its built-in Nest cam can recognize your face to give you personalized messages, including how long it will take you to get to work, the weather for the day, and more. And if you are one to cook in the kitchen, you can follow Youtube recipes, or just play Spotify to set the right mood.

Ninja Foodi Grill

A do-all kitchen device that’s shown its value just in a few months, the $199.99 Ninja Foodi Grill is a perfect gift for someone who has everything else. Even if they have an Air Fryer, or a Sous Vide, the Ninja Foodi Grill is a 5-in-1 device that looks incredible on your countertop all while making your food be the highlight. The Food Grill is virtually smokeless, allowing you to Grill, air crisp, bake, roast or dehydrate your foods with ease. If you or someone you know is an apartment dweller but wants that char-grilled taste to their meats, or simply want to eat a bit healthier, the Ninja Foodi Grill is the device to have in your checkout bin.

Helm Audio True Wireless 5.0 Headphones

Named the most awarded headphone brand at CTA, the Helm Audio True Wireless 5.0 are the only headphones on the market that not only feature Qualcomm APTX with AAC low latency audio, but feature noise isolation, deep bass, Bluetooth 5.0, and a secure fit that doesn’t hurt after wearing for hours (averaging 9 hours on a single charge). Did I mention that at $89.99, they are significantly cheaper than any of their competitors including Jabra and AirPods?

Gourmia GCM7000 Coffee Maker

Whether you like to use Nespresso pods, Starbucks Verismo pods, or even your own freshly ground espresso beans, the $129.99 Gourmia E-Z Espresso Machine can handle it! The E-Z Espresso has four adapters so that one machine can do it all with two cup sizes. Brighten someone’s mornings and afternoons with a properly made cup of joe!

  Philips 3200 LatteGo Super Automatic Espresso Machine

For the espresso connoisseur in your life, the Philips 3200 LatteGo may be the way to their heart.  At $799, it’s not an inexpensive gift, but it makes a damn fine espresso as well as many other espresso drinks, including lattes, cappuccinos, and macchiatos all with the push of a button.  Our full review is coming soon, but we’d be remiss if we didn’t recommend it for the holiday gift giving season.

Soul Ultra Wireless

An affordable over-ear pair of headphones, the Ultra Wireless by SOUL Electronics are headphones whose sound and price will knock your socks off. At only $69, the Ultra wireless headphones boast 36 hours of playtime on a single charge, dynamic sound, and Bluetooth 5.0 for superb connectivity to your devices. These would be the perfect gift for a student in your family to have waiting under the tree!

Saxx Underwear 

Perfect for the man of the house, or even the active teen in your home, Saxx Underwear has been voted the World’s best underwear and for good reason. Saxx Underwear feature a “Ballpark pouch” to separate the “meat from the potatoes,” they feel incredible, they don’t chafe, and they won’t rise up inexplicably. You can pick up singles for as low as $25 a pair, or get a multi-pack for as low as $40.

Cleer Ally

Nowadays the standard for truly wireless listening is about 4.5 hours on a single charge. But what if I told you that there’s a pair of headphones that could get you through an entire workday without needing to be charged? That’s the $149.99 Cleer Ally. With ten hours on a single charge and touch-controls, the Ally are designed for every situation. Since they’re also IPX5 water and sweat proof, you can rock them in the gym; they won’t fall out thanks to the Freebit ear wings that give a secure fit so they don’t fly out when you shake your head.

Huawei Watch GT 2

Last year I reviewed the Huawei WatchGT, and I really enjoyed the experience. The $299.99 Huawei Watch GT 2 is the successor to that watch, and I’ve been wearing one for the past month — my review is coming soon. The Watch GT 2 builds upon the features I liked (like the 2 weeks of battery life), and it adds storage capacity for up to 500 MP3 songs to listen to during workouts, Bluetooth connectivity for calls at up to 150 meters, sleep tracking and analysis, and movement tracking with analysis. The watch looks great, and it’s a good fitness tracker with extra tricks.

Cleer Enduro 100

There are a lot of over-ear headphones on the market, but how many of them can boast over 100 hours of use on a single charge? Only one, and that’s the Cleer Enduro. Great for any audiophile, at only $179.99 the Enduro comes with Google Fast Pair, and the ability to be charged quickly with Fast Charge is also a highlight; ten minutes of charging will give you up to 13 hours of listening. Cleer Enduro’s lightweight design make these headphones great for listening in the office, or on the go. Definitely consider these for that family member who wants to tune out the world but often forgets to charge their cans.

Corkcicle

This is the Poketo colorway.

Corkcicle’s long been one of my favorite ways to carry my hot and cold beverages every day. With the ability to keep items hot for six hours or cold for up to 12, the triple-insulated canteen or tumbler comes with over 25 different designs to fit you or a family member’s style; they are completely dishwasher safe and are modestly priced starting at $23.95. Personal suggestion: The Unicorn Magic colorway looks great, but if you’re feeling a bit artsy, grab yourself the Basquiat.

FIFA 20

With plenty of days off around the holidays, get your football fan the 27th installment of FIFA for virtually all platforms including PC, PS4, Xbox One, and Nintendo Switch. With lifelike gameplay, at $59.95, FIFA 20 raises the bar by offering the new VOLTA FOOTBALL mode, that allows you to customize your player and gear to express their own personal style.

Hex 4-in-1 iPhone 11 Pro Max case

Yes, you can have it all! If you want an iPhone 11 case that can operate as a protective case, a folio, and as a wallet, you’re going to love the $99.95 Hex 4-in-1 iPhone 11 Pro Max case. It has 4-in-1 Functionality; you can use it as a Hybrid Case (Hybrid Case alone), a Wallet Case (Hybrid Case + Card Wallet), a Folio (Hybrid Case + Folio), and a Wallet Folio (Hybrid Case + Folio + Card Wallet). The Hybrid case even works with most magnetic car mounts and stands. The Card Wallet has 3 card slots with RFID blocking for fraud protection, and the offset magnet design allows for wireless charging when using the Hybrid Case. Perfect!

Madden 20

Even though we are more than halfway through the NFL season, there’s going to be plenty of opportunities to play the $59.95 Madden 20 over the Christmas Break when your favorite team isn’t playing. You can become the Face of the Franchise and control their NFL superstar’s journey starting in the College Football Playoff, competing against or with friends online or side by side. Players can take the league by storm, leading their team from pre-season to the Super Bowl at the center of every play. The brand-new X-Factor features let players feel the power of NFL Superstars, unleashing unique abilities that make stars feel like stars.

Traeger Pro Series 575 Pellet Grill

The $799.95 Traeger Pro Series 575 Pellet Grill combines a high-quality smoker with state of the art technology to create an amazing product. WiFi with WiFIRE technology will connect your grill to the internet allowing temps to be monitored and changed from a device anywhere in the world. The new D2 Direct Drive includes a direct drive variable speed fan and auger to compliment the Pro D2 Controller to provide consistency and precision which are integral in making great food. 575 sq. in. of cooking space should provide plenty of area to cook for the family or small party. Dad wants this.

NHL 20

Available for PS4 and Xbox One, NHL 20 introduces cutting-edge gameplay, revealing the next major innovation in RPM Tech-powered gameplay with Signature Shots. NHL stars now look and feel truly authentic with the trademark shooting-styles. New gameplay modes, including the battle royale-inspired Eliminator Mode, provide more ways for players to become kings of the ice. The $59.95 game is now available on PlayStation 4 and Xbox One.

Metomics

Metomics designer building blocks are made from precision-cut anodized aluminum; they connect together to form creations that are only limited by the number of building blocks you have and your imagination. Metomics blocks are colorful, fun to build with, and they articulate so that you can pose your creations. There are multiple sets and colors available — this $69.99 kit is for the gold T-Rex 3-in-1; the same kit will also build a Mecha (robot-looking dude) and a sparrow. T-Rex plans are included in the reusable box; you can scan the in-pack QR code to access digital instructions for the Mecha and Sparrow. Also, if you buy before December 2, you can take advantage of their Black Friday deals:

• Get 20% off everything with code BLACKFR19• Free shipping on all orders over £65 / US$85 (automatically applied after other discounts)

The Sims 4: Realm of Magic

Something magical is brewing this holiday season in The Sims 4: Realm of Magic game pack ($19.95). Sims fanatics can step into the spellbinding world of Glimmberbrook and experience the magic this supernatural pack has to offer: master the art of wizardry by learning to cast spells, summon a familiar for protection, collect and cast spells, or create various potions on platforms such as Origin for PC and Mac, and consoles like the PS4, and Xbox One.

Ooler Sleep System

Using the latest hydro-powered technology, Chili’s OOLER Sleep system ($699) is one of the best holiday gifts for couples. The mattress topper allows you and your spouse to adjust their own side of the bed to their desired temperature. So if you sleep hot, but your wife wants her side of the bed to feel like a freezer, the Ooler Sleep system can do this with a simple tap of the control unit or through the companion Ooler app.

Braven Flye Sport Rush

A truly wireless spin on their popular Flye cordless headphones, the $79.99 Braven Flye Sport Rush not only do away with the cable but boast a total of ten hours of playback time with two additional charges in the case, totaling 36 hours. Available in Black, White, or Blue, these are great wireless headphones.

Braven BRV-X/2

If you know someone in need of a Bluetooth Speaker, Braven’s BRV series is a GREAT purchase for yourself, or a gift for someone else. The $99.99 Braven BRV-X/2 is one of the few speakers on the market that floats in water thanks to its IPX7 waterproof rating. Perfect for sitting poolside or a winter tailgate, you can even pair it with another BRV-X/2 speaker for room rocking sounds for up to 18 hours.

Soundboks

  If you’re looking for a larger speaker that is fitting for any Christmas Party this year, it has to be the all-new Soundboks. At $999, it’s not the cheapest speaker on the market, but you certainly can say its the loudest. The only PERFORMANCE portable speaker on the market, the Soundboks will blow you and your party guests away. With a swappable battery, you can keep the party going even when the juice is almost gone. Soundboks is also extremely durable, with its steel honeycomb grill, ball corners, and IP65 coating, it will easily fit in your car or trunk for easily transporting to a friend’s house for a house party.

V-Moda CrossFade M-100 Master – $249.99

V-Moda has long been known as “the high-fidelity headphone brand with a dynamic soundstage”, and there’s no better way to showcase that than with the $249.99 V-Moda CrossFade M-100 Masters. Co-engineered by Roland, the V-Moda CrossFade M-100s were created via crowdsourcing and fine-tuned by audiophiles, producers and DJ’s alike and the result is headphones that feature natural and active noise isolation, guaranteed fatigue-free listening for hours, a multitude of cables for virtually every occasion including a boom microphone which is great for phone calls and podcasters alike. It’s also worth noting that the V-Moda M-100s can be personalized with your name or logo so you can fully “Endorse” you or your brand. Now, if only your job gave these away as Christmas gifts!

Nomad Slim Wallet

Dad might tell you he doesn’t need a new wallet, but don’t believe him. The $59.95 Nomad Slim Wallet is a gift that eliminates a problem most men have — a bulging wallet that carries way too many cards. With the ability to hold four cards as well as space for cash, the slim wallet also comes complete with a quick access pocket for your ID or most important card. But what’s worth mentioning is that the wallet has a pocket that’s hidden and dedicated for a Tile Bluetooth tracker; perfect for that special someone who always misplaces their wallet in their jeans, they can easily find it using the Tile app on their phone.

Zippo HeatBank 9s

With a run time of nine hours and six heat settings, you can get warmth from both sides of the $49.95 Zippo HeatBank 9s hand warmers. Not only that, there’s a rechargeable lithium-ion battery and it can charge any USB device, truly a double threat.

Zippo Fight Fire With Fire

A new windproof lighter, Zippo joins forces with WOODCHUCK USA creating 10 unique designs including a brushed chrome lighter with real wood cedar emblems. Not only will you get a great lighter, but you will contribute to the restoration and protection of forests around the world by just purchasing one. The Zippo Fight Fire with Fire Collection ranges between $45.95-$62.95.

Anker Wakey

A fantastic alarm clock for anyone in the family, the $99.99 Anker Wakey not only comes complete with a wireless charger on top for any Qi-enabled device but has additional ports for your Apple Watch or any external device. It’s also one of the few Alarm clocks I’ve seen that has a built-in FM Radio.

CLEER Halo

A wearable neck speaker, the $149.99 Cleer HALO is great for someone who is always on the phone around the house, or that teenager who tends to lose their AirPods. With a great soundstage, the Halo is great for gaming; they pair easily to that new Nintendo Switch and with 12-hour battery life, it’s designed to give you all of the immersive sound a normal pair of headphones would give you without blocking your ears.

  Logitech MX Master 3

Logitech’s latest flagship in the MX Master series offers instant precision thanks to its new MagSpeed scroll wheel that can scroll through 1000 lines in less than a second. Great for a student, or even in your study, the $99.99 MX Master 3 is the most advanced mouse yet.

Blue Yeti X

Perfect for any beginning Podcaster or Gamer, the $169.99 Blue Yeti X is a USB microphone allows you to stream all of the things. With a new four-capsule condenser, you can get broadcast sound with a crystal-clear focus with each of the four pickup patterns. You can “switch between cardioid for recording and streaming, omni for conference calls, bi-directional for podcast interviews and stereo for immersive experiences like ASMR recordings,” with Blue’s latest microphone.

Jaybird Tarah

With six hours of battery life on a single charge, the $99.99 Jaybird Tarah is a great gift for the active person in your life. Designed for fitness, the Tarah is fully waterproof and comes complete with one-touch access to Siri or Google Assistant, allowing you to manage calls in the middle of any activity.

Jaybird Vista

A truly wireless headphone, the $179.99 Jaybird Vista cuts the cord completely, allowing 16 hours of battery life in-ear, with two additional charges from the case. If you’re running late to the gym, the Vista will give you an hour of playtime with a quick five-minute charge making these sweat and waterproof headphones a MUST-have in any gym bag.

Ultimate Ears myBoom 3

Probably one of my personal favorite Bluetooth speakers, the $179.99 Ultimate Ears myBOOM 3 can be personalized with a range of cool fabrics and patterns so you can truly make the speaker your own. The myBOOM 3 is made to order, and if you order now, the order should ship right in time for Christmas.

Jackery Explorer 500

A Do-All portable power station, the $499.99 Jackery 500 can charge ALL of the things. It will be a great emergency device for the car or as a home backup power source; the 518Wh lithium power station features three USB ports, an AC outlet, and a 12V car output, which makes this an item great for ANY circumstance. In bad weather, the last thing you’d want is for the power to go out and for your loved one to be unable to stay connected; the Jackery Explorer 500 will give your loved one (and you) peace of mind.

Crossrope

If you have aspirations of getting back in shape with the new decade approaching, the $88 Crossrope might be a great way of getting things done. Possibly the quickest way to burn calories, it’s said jump roping for 15 minutes with a weighted rope can burn up to 300 calories for you, and with Crossrope’s weighted ropes, you can easily get yourself in tip-top shape with their “Get Lean” starter set.

Nokia Beacon

There’s nothing worse in a home than spotty WiFi, and the $99.99 Nokia Beacon wants to be the solution for you and your family this holiday season. A whole-home mesh router, it works in tandem with your existing router, or separately if you opt to save a few bucks. Combined with the Nokia WiFi app, you’ll get intelligent WiFi coverage for your entire home that you can monitor anywhere, as well as send the WiFi code to your Christmas guest that you plan on hosting.

TCL 6-Series 4K TV

Photo courtesy of TCL

To go with that new Disney+ subscription, don’t you think you need a nice new ultra high definition TV? The TCL 6-series 4K TVs start at $529.99 giving you a lot of bang for your buck thanks to its great picture and its incredibly easy to use smart TV features with Roku built-in.  You can quickly and easily get that Disney+ app on your TCL and start streaming.

Vizio M-Series Quantum TVs

Speaking of great 4K TVs, here’s one that we plan to review in 2020.  The Vizio M-Series Quantum offers up 80% more color than standard 4K TVs while featuring brighter LEDs, 90 local dimming zones, and deeeeep blacks.  They also feature a 120Hz refresh rate so you can play video games to your heart’s content without the picture blurring. Prices for the Vizio M-Series Quantum TVs start at $349.99.

Vizio 36″ 5.1.2 Home Theater Sound System with Dolby Atmos

If you’re gaming, you’ll want immersive, surround sound audio to help you stop someone from creeping up on you.  Vizio is here to help with their 36″ 5.1.2 Home Theater Sound System with Dolby Atmos; it retails for $499.99.  This new soundbar provides immersive new dimensions of surround sound for cinema-inspired sound from every angle so you don’t miss a thing.

Crate Club Subscription

Crate Club is the perfect gift for the outdoors person in your life, featuring curated gift boxes chock full of tactical, survival, and outdoor adventure gear.  The boxes come in three levels, including Lieutenant, Captain, and General.  Lieutenant crates come with smaller gifts for the home or auto for $49.99.  Captain crates come with great gear for outdoor adventures, including hiking and camping for $99.99.  General crates are the holy grail of subscription boxes, coming with really cool and practical custom gear like lightweight bulletproof bag inserts, travel bags with hidden pockets, tools, and much more for $399.99 per delivery.

PureCo Socks

There is NOTHING like a good pair of socks, and PureCo does good … GREAT. Regardless of whether you’re playing sports or just need a bit of warmth while in the house on a wintery day, PureCo’s socks are available in multiple styles both long or short. All of their socks are created to prevent sprains thanks to their multisport halves, with grip zones that are great for athletes or anyone who wants a bit more comfort; they start at €30.00.

APL Shoes

A great shoe option for women, men or children — Athletic Propulsion Labs has created a variety of comfortable, affordable footwear that’s sustainable build quality and stylish aesthetic. I personally suggest the $250 TechLoom Breeze.

from Joseph Rushing https://geardiary.com/2019/11/27/2019-holiday-gift-guide/

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Mambabarang For Hire

Betsy was an office clerk by day, a mambabarang by night.

 She stood at five flat, her curvy body accented by her tailored office uniform, her face round and painted with only the slightest make-up, her skin brown and smooth. She was smart and well-mannered, partly because of her parents’ upbringing, partly because they spent for her education. She grew up mostly ordinary, if not for her penchant for insects, which was perhaps the influence of her male cousins who loved to trap beetles in match boxes.

Her barang business started long into her career in advertising. She guessed she had already been casting hexes as part of her day job, persuading people to buy things they never really needed. She was always well spoken and dutiful, easily one of the firm's best assets. If she had any flaw, it was that she loved vengeance. She didn't enjoy it for herself since she was strangely a forgiving person, and she didn't make much enemies, so she poked her nose into other people's fights, helping officemates exact their revenge. What started from simple blackmails turned to the dark and mystical eventually.

 Soon, things escalated enough for them to put a simple, almost nonchalant poster down the office that read in bold print: Mambabarang for Hire. The board they had for ads wasn't claustrophobic, it allowed for space and breathing room instead of filling every nook and cranny with a variety of print ads like in college bulletin boards. It was easy enough to spot in a busy city, as it should, lest they all be fired from their jobs.

 The ad contained the following first few copies: MAMBABARANG FOR HIRE! Have revenge at the tip of your fingers! The proceeding lines had Betsy's professional email address which used an alias, as well as her cellphone number, and a simplified link to a Google Form, which served as a simple application to Betsy's hexing services.

 The survey looked like this:

 Name: *optional

Name of target:

Sex of target:

Offense of target:

 What kind of insect would you prefer to use with the hex?

 cockroaches

beetles

maggots

ants

others (pls specify:)

     Please select a duration of your hex:

 1 day (Php 200)

2 days (Php 350)

3 days (Php 500)

5 days (Php 650)

1 week (Php 800)

     Thank you! That is all. May you wish to inflict more specific hexes than specified above, feel free to request the Mambabarang via this email address: edna_giustina@gmail.com . Services charges vary depending on package availed.

 The very first request came about a day after the ad was posted. It was a woman whose husband cheated on her, a typical case. She wanted the mistress to pay the price. She requested the maggots to torment the ‘tramp’ for a day.

 "Good choice!" Nathan, Betsy’s closest, perhaps only friend, smiled while reading the form response. "Maggots are hrrr," he shuddered in revulsion. "I once saw a trash bag with a hole on the alleyway. I thought it was filled with rice until I took a closer look. My mistake! The grains looked like they were moving, but they were actually maggots! Invasive little things!"

 "Yeah," Betsy nonchalantly agreed. "Especially when you have poor kitchen hygiene."

 "Ughh," Nathan groaned, "I will never forgive Ton Ton for that!"

 "Come on," Betsy stood up as she switched her PC off, the form response fading into black. She slung her handbag over her shoulders and tucked her swivel chair beneath her desk. Together, she and Nathan headed out of the office.

 "What, you can't work your dark magic here?" Nathan sniggered.

 "I can't bring jars full of creepy crawlies to work, can I?" Betsy eyed him mischievously. "Unless that's what you want-"

 "No!" Nathan's face turned ashen. He loosened his tie and adjusted his collar. "I'd rather not see how these things work. Although I am extremely curious."

 "But curiosity killed the cat," said Betsy as they crossed the street along with dozens of other people trying to beat the 5p.m. rush.

 "Yes, and this cat would rather not know how the kalaguyo would end up with maggots sprouting from her nose, mouth ears and.." Nathan paused, "her unspeakables."

 "Well, the process is more tolerable than the result, I assure you," said Betsy as they reached the end of the road where jeepneys stopped over. Barkers' yells polluted the already thick city air, and the pair waited for a jeep en route to their homes.

 "I'm glad the result isn't something both you and I have to see," Betsy eyed Nathan, who snickered then smirked in response.

 When a jeep with enough seats finally arrived, the pair boarded. "Shouldn't the husband be punished, too, though?"

 "Eh, if it were up to me then yes," Betsy scoffed, "it takes two to tango."

 "So would you? Would you make maggots squirm from the treacherous husband's ass?"

 Betsy shook her head. "That's not what the client wants. That's not what I'm going to do."

 "Ah, I see," Nathan nodded, "you're not gonna get paid for the extra service!"

 "Nathan!" Betsy feigned offense, placing her hand on her chest like ladies did in black and white movies. "Is everything I do a money making scheme to you?"

 They both laughed, while the world heeded no attention to the pair in corporate attire, talking about hexes and maggots. "But I hadn't thought about it that way," Betsy considered, tapping her index finger on her chin. "The extra service, I mean. In fact, I can hex anyone I want! Anyone that crosses me, really."

 "But maybe I'm better off not putting too much input into things," Betsy concluded with a shrug, and she noted by Nathan's nod and expression that he agreed. She noted that she should ask him soon how she got a friend that supported such a.. shady endeavor, to say the least.

 That night, she took it upon herself to call him after the ritual, feeling certain that she would have her first satisfied customer the next day. Her giddiness kept her from the lull of sleep for a while, as she thought about how the husband’s sneaky seductress would find her maggots. She laughed, at thought that it was better than any late night drama local networks could ever come up with. She fell asleep quite satisfied.

 By the end of the next two weeks, Betsy already had five customers. She took note of the people and the reasons, two of them she knew personally. But of course, as a professional, she knew she had no right to disclose what she's learned.. except with Nathan. She couldn’t help but tattle especially about their high school principal having her way with an enemy from the school administration. Nathan didn't find it hard to believe, however. Mrs. Cuevas always was such a.. questionable character.

 "I'm surprised she isn't a witch herself," Nathan hissed, sitting at the edge of Betsy's desk as she finished the remainder of her lunch. Betsy responded by raising an eyebrow.

 "I mean - I didn't mean that that's what you are!" Nathan stood, suddenly panicky and defensive, raising his splayed fingers. "I think you're a perfectly normal human being, Bets!"

 Betsy proceeded to scowl at him before her lips broke into a grin. When Nathan's eyes scrunched in confusion, Betsy broke into a laughing fit.

 "Just kidding, Nate!" she struggled to speak as her laughter died down. "I guess that's what's I am," she nodded, to which Nathan also responded with a nod and a grin.

 "I just, haven't thought about that way."

 A moment of comfortable silence passed as she finished her cheap cafeteria macaroni. She brought her monitor back to life and logged into her online account for her debit card. She cracked a grin as she saw her clients’ payment coming in. Nathan whistled as he bent down beside her to take a closer look. He then looked around to check for officemates snooping around. “Wow, this is actually a.. good business venture. Income-wise, I mean,” he whispered.

“I could give you a percent of it,” Betsy shrugged nonchalantly.

 “N-no!” Nathan backed away from the screen and straightened out, loosening his tie. “That’s not what I meant.”

 Betsy beamed at him, a hand scrolling through her mouse absentmindedly. “Don’t worry Nathan, you’re like my adviser here. I think you deserve it.”

 “Doesn’t mean I should take it,” Nathan shrugged, heat rising slowly from his neck to his face. Betsy only sighed and rolled her eyes.

 “We’ll have dinner then? It’s on me,” Betsy suggested.

 “Aright,” Nathan nodded and smiled, “that sounds nice.”

 Several weeks had passed, and the lives of Betsy and Nathan proceeded like that. Betsy would get her occasional customers, and they would go out to eat once the paycheck rolled in. To her surprise, she was making enough money to amp up her savings.

 She never really had reason to have second doubts on her clients request, until one morning when she’d just gotten to the office and checked her Gmail. Her temples were already pounding with sharp pain. She massaged her thumbs against them, doing little to repress the feeling. Her eyes were hot with sleep deprivation. She scanned her emails anyways, occasionally drinking her to-go coffee, and saw the first hex form for the day. The client had wanted to hex Nathaniel Bautista.

 Betsy’s chest tightened. Panic overpowered her headache, and she frantically swiveled around to scan the office for any sight of her friend. He wasn’t there yet.

 Her hands grew clammy, as she held her mouse and coffee. She let go and cracked her knuckles, not knowing what to do. She breathed in, and realized she hadn’t even read the client’s reason for wanting to hex her closest and perhaps only friend. She felt like her blood was rushing to her head all at once, with her heart working overboard.

 Part of her didn’t want to know what Nathan had done - she came across several horrid offenses reported by her clients, from abuse to rape. She hoped it was just a jealous person, Betsy knew Nathan was handsome enough to have left some sort of trail of disappointed hearts. If she would’ve found out that her friend was a rapist, Betsy wouldn’t know what to do.

 Her eyes finally made their way to the client’s response, which read: I just want him to feel bad for once. His life is too perfect, his life always was perfect. He got everything he wanted. It’s unfair. That’s good enough reason, right?

 Betsy let out a sigh of relief. She even smiled for her client’s reason - though her eyes glinted with malevolence. Somehow, a name from high school resonated in her, a name of someone who had always been jealous of Nathan. She shook her head, dismissing the idea, as there could be a number of people jealous of her best friend, and the information would be of no value to her anyways. She valued the anonymity of her clients.

 But she still lingered upon the question, her hands clasped under her nose. While she hexed a number of offenders for grave reasons, she had also hexed a number of offenders for petty reasons. She even had a feeling some of her clients just wanted a distasteful prank. A knot twisted in her stomach. For the first time, she felt panic at the thought of what she had done to the ‘offender’ of Mrs. Cuevas, and of the rest of the clients that followed.

 Offenders - she had called them targets in her form.

 The funny thing was that oftentimes she knew the targets had shady personalities, however, save from Mrs. Cuevas, she knew nothing about her clients. She did value their anonymity...

 She ended up asking herself whether she would hex Nathan anyways.

 Her immediate answer was no. No way in hell, she thought, of course not! She then felt guilt creep against her skin, like goosebumps that seeped inward, until there was a chill in her chest. There was no amount of money in the world that would make her harm Nathan, Nathan who had stood by her side all these years, Nathan who she easily ironed out her disagreements with. Nathan who was never her enemy even when they fought, they just forgave and forgave without second thought. With Nathan as a friend, Betsy never had adversaries of her own.

 And it wasn’t like what her clients paid her was much, they were more than a stretch to get her even domestic plain tickets.

 But what if the client had good reason? a voice inside her pressed. What if Nathan had killed or raped behind your back?

 Betsy reclined on her swivel chair and closed her eyes, which were still hot from last night’s excessive computer monitor exposure and lack of rest that followed. She heard the glass double doors of their office open and in came Nathan, wearing a particularly well-fitting polo shirt, his hair neatly trimmed and framing his face nicely, the gold watch Betsy had given him glimmering under the florescent lights. Her breath hitched and as he caught her eye, his brows creased in concern.

 “Hey, what’s up?” Nathan asked, placing his 7-Eleven coffee on Betsy’s desk. “You look.. out of it. The extra work got you last night?”

 Betsy nodded, still tense.

 “Hey,” Nathan’s eyes panned to Betsy’s screen, exposing a form response, “you have a client for today-”

 Betsy switched off her monitor before Nathan could read its content. “Yeah, I don’t feel like checking that right now,” Betsy let herself heave a nervous, strained laugh.

 Nathan sat at the free portion of her desk, which Betsy realized she never filled up for him, and took his coffee again. “Is it starting to be too much?”

 Betsy nodded, relieved with the chance to give a genuine answer. “It’s just, the things I know, the things I found out,” she sighed. “I mean I knew people were capable of doing bad things, gas chambers happened in World War Two for Pete’s sake but, it just all seems to real.”

 “I understand,” Nathan nodded, gently placing his hand on hers.

You always do, Betsy smiled weakly, but said nothing.

 “Tell you what,” Nathan reciprocated the smile, “we should relax later. When was the last time we went to a bar and let loose?”

 “Too long,” Betsy sighed.

 “Then let’s go tonight! Tomorrow’s our day off and I’ll be the designated driver,” Nathan offered, beaming.

 “Sounds great,” Betsy agreed.

 When the night fell, the smell of alcohol made Betsy’s stomach churn before she even sipped much of it. They sat by the counter of a particularly crowdless bar, a bottle of cold beer in hand.

 “Come on, Bets! Relax,” Nathan urged, resting a hand on her shoulder.

With a sigh, Betsy took a swig of beer, and muttered, “I think I don’t want to be a witch anymore.”

 Nathan’s brows raised in shock.

 “It’s-- It’s too much,” Betsy concluded with another swig. Tiredness already slackened her arm and leg muscles, so she knew she didn’t have much power in her to drink more than her current bottle of beer. “I don’t know what I was even thinking, to be honest,” she gave a strained laugh, and another swig.

 “Easy there,” Nathan warned, brows creased. He grabbed her wrist to stop her from taking another swig. At this rate, she would be out cold and he’d have to drag her all the way to her house, only to face her mother’s stink eye.

 But that’s not where they ended up after the bottle of beer was discarded. Instead, Betsy was facing the rim of the bar’s dirty toilet, the graffiti all around the walls swimming in her head. Her stomach was churning, and something was clawing her way out her throat, but for a while, nothing was coming out.

 Nathan was patiently waiting behind her, carrying her things. He had told her not to kneel on the shady bar floor, as her knees were exposed by her pencil skirt. But her tired body gave in, so he just put a length of tissue under them.

When there was a frantic knock on the door, Betsy finally threw up. Dozens of small, black cockroaches landed on the already repulsive toilet. Tears streamed down her eyes, and her heart clenched in fear of whether anything else would come out next - or what could come out next.

 For all the times she’d used her clients hatred, she never knew she had learned to hate herself.

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The Chrome Extensions We Can’t Live Without

Nearly two-thirds of internet users turn to Chrome for their browsing needs, but far fewer take full advantage of its available extensions, the add-ons that elevate it from good to great. If you're one of those plain vanilla Chrome users—or if you've only dabbled in the extensions game—check out these sprinkles of joy that the WIRED staff swears by.

The following list of Chrome extension recommendations is by no means comprehensive; there are plenty to explore and discover in the Chrome Web Store. (If you go exploring, just make sure you stick with reputable developers.) But these are the ones we depend on every day to keep our internet experience as sane and enjoyable as possible. May they do the same for you.

Wayback Machine

Have you ever clicked on an interesting link, only to be greeted by a 404 Error? Wayback Machine’s Chrome extension can help. Created by the Internet Archive—a nonprofit that preserves billions of web pages—the extension shows you what a website looked like in the past, even if has since been deleted. It can turn up the most recent version of a page it has saved, or go back to the first time the Internet Archive recorded it. That latter can be especially illuminating. For example, you can see what a user’s Twitter account looked like when they created it, or how a company’s website appeared when it first launched. One drawback: Wayback Machine doesn’t have a record of every webpage on the internet. But it can also help you prevent others from vanishing in the future: The extension lets you save the web page you’re currently visiting to the Internet Archive's database. —staff writer Louise Matsakis

The Great Suspender

You'll find many tab management solutions on this list, but the best by far for my purposes is the Great Suspender, an extension which, as the name suggests, suspends any Chrome tabs that you've left fallow for a given amount of time. As someone who keeps well over a dozen tabs open at any given time during the day—and often more—this has been an inestimable boon to my laptop and my sanity. And when it's time to revisit a page, a simple click springs it back to life. It also lets you whitelist any tabs, like Gmail, that are too precious to suspend. —news editor Brian Barrett

PixelBlock

Have I read your email? That’s for me to know and you not to find out. This Chrome extension spots and blocks attempts to track when messages are opened and send that data back to the sender. I know who’s tracking me by the small red eye icon that appears next to messages in Gmail. Sure, I’m not surprised that services like Mailchimp track when messages are opened, but I’m sketched out when professional contacts do the same. — Joanna Pearlstein, deputy editor, newsroom standards

animatedTabs

The best Chrome extensions effortlessly improve our lives in small but impactful ways. And animatedTabs does exactly that. Once installed, the extension will automatically load a random GIF in the center of every new Chrome tab you open. Sound annoying? Come on, people, this is a pure delight. It seems like the GIFs largely source from Reddit’s /r/gifs/, so you mostly get previously undiscovered gems; there's not much crying Jordan, or and shark cat on a Roomba. But what beats new? And all because you opened a tab to finally pay your three months overdue speeding ticket! The only downside to animatedTabs? You never know when it’s going to generate something NSFW or just dumb. But the real internet cred comes from not caring. —staff writer Lily Newman

xTab

Bedeviled by browser-tab clutter? Try xTab. It restricts the number of pages you can have open in a given browser window. Just set your cap and go about your business. When you exceed your limit, the extension gets to culling, automatically axing your oldest, least-accessed, or least-recently-used tab. It can also prevent you from opening excess tabs altogether. I use that last setting the most; I like to do triage myself. Plus, I'm working on killing my reflexive tabbing habit, and being interrupted in the act helps keep my fingers in check. If you've tried other tab managers in the past and found them wanting, this could be your ticket; where most encourage you to cmd-T with abandon, xTab retrains you to curate a more manageable tabscape in real-time. —senior writer Robbie Gonzalez

Go Back With Backspace

In July of 2016, the world changed for the worse. Up until that point, the backspace key on your desktop keyboard doubled as a back button in Chrome. It had been that way since the browser's launch some eight years prior. By mid-2016, this action—a simple keystroke to go back one page in your browser history—had become hardwired in our lizard brains. But Google removed the backspace action that summer, because it caused a particularly Googley problem: People were losing work in web apps. When a user typed into a browser text field and hit the backspace key hoping to correct a typo, they'd sometimes inadvertently cause the browser to jump back one page, nuking whatever efforts they'd spent the last few minutes sweating over. Sure, that's annoying. But imagine the outrage of millions of Chrome users when, upon the next browser update, the backspace key suddenly did nothing. Google had neutered one of the most useful mechanisms for navigating the web. Thankfully, the company recognized our plight and just weeks later released this extension, which restores the back-button functionality of the backspace key. Hallelujah. The preferred keystroke of Alt + left arrow is still the default in Chrome, and maybe you're used to that now. But why force yourself to press two keys when you can install this extension and press only one? —Senior editor Michael Calore

OneTab

You know when you open Chrome and the browser is like, "Are you sure you want to reopen 400 tabs?" (Yes I do, and rude!) Maybe it's a selection of news articles you're planning to read later, or the aftermath of clicking through dozens of Wikipedia pages. Maybe you don't even know what's in all those tabs. Either way, keeping them all open puts a huge strain on your browser. Close them all—without losing them forever—with the handy OneTab extension. One click of the button neatly collates all your open tabs into one list of links that you can revisit later. It saves your computer incredible amounts of RAM, speeds up the browser immediately, and keeps all those links handy for when you're totally, definitely, someday coming back to read them. —senior associate editor Arielle Pardes

HabitLab

My name is Tom and I have a Twitter problem—but I’m getting help from a Chrome extension called HabitLab. Anytime I look at the bird-logoed slot machine of trolling, outrage, and thinkfluencing, there’s now a bold banner at the top counting how long I’ve been on the site that day. If I open a Twitter tab but regain my senses and close it again quickly, a pop-up informs me how many seconds I just saved compared to my usual time-wasting visit. The message comes with a different “Good job!” GIF each time; most recently it was Jimmy Kimmel. HabitLab was developed by Stanford’s Human Computer Interaction group to help those of us suffering internet distraction disorder (most of us?) take control of our online habits. When first installed, it prompts you to identify the sites you want to spend less time on. HabitLab will then keep track of your wasted seconds, minutes, and hours and display them in neat charts. It also offers a menu of “nudges” to help keep those trend lines moving in the right direction. One of them is the timer that now haunts me on Twitter, a nudge called the Supervisor. Others include GateKeeper, which makes you wait a few seconds before loading a page you’ve been trying to give up, and the devilish 1Minute Assassin, which kills a tab after 60 seconds. —senior writer Tom Simonite

Eye Dropper

I am not a designer, and I’m sure that those who are have far better tools for pulling colors off of web pages than Eye Dropper, a mostly, but not always, functional extension that lets you eye-drop any color from around the web and grab its RGB and Hex color codes. It’s particularly handy for quick fixes that don’t necessitate slowing down your computer by opening Photoshop—like, say, updating the text on a WIRED section page to make it more readable. It isn’t the prettiest extension, and it’s all too easy to accidentally trigger the eyedropper if, like me, you’re prone to hitting alt-P instead of command-P when trying to print—but Eye Dropper gets the job done. —digital producer Miranda Katz

Ghostery

If you’ve ever seen a Google ad follow you around the entire web and back, you know just how annoying and invasive online tracking can become. Ghostery is a fascinating way to see which services websites use to track and collect data about you. It creates a little icon with a number, showing you how many trackers every site uses. Wikipedia, for example, has 0. Most other sites have at least a few. You can see what they use to monitor their website traffic and serve ads, then block services that you don’t like. It’s not perfect; sometimes it will break sites you want to visit, and you’ll have to turn it off or pause it, although the latest release uses AI powers to help minimize the collateral damage. —senior writer Jeffrey Van Camp

ProPublica’s What Facebook Thinks You Like

Facebook thinks I like arachnids because my brother writes for a TV show called Scorpion. It thinks I like Christmas Eve because Pearlstein, and it thinks I like flywheels because my late friend Eric Scott was in a band by that name. I know all of this thanks to ProPublica’s cool Facebook Chrome Extension, which helps me see what Facebook thinks about me and then lets me rate how spot-on—or not—the site’s analysis is, using the aptly named Creepy Meter. —J.P.

Pocket

I fly a lot. In the past year, I've taken roughly a dozen round trips, each with their own fun, idiosyncratic layovers and delays. To pass the tarmac time, I could watch a bunch of downloaded episodes of The Crown or The Great British Baking Show. I could read a good ol'-fashioned book. Or I could connect to plane Wi-Fi and incessantly check Twitter. Instead, what I prefer to do before leaving for the airport is save a bunch of stories to Pocket. This nifty extension allows you to stow away things you want to read later, no internet connection necessary (though if you use the Pocket app on your phone, be sure to sync it over Wi-Fi or a network connection before going into Airplane mode). Pocket also recommends stories, based on other users you follow or topics that interest you, and allows you to optimize your reading experience—I prefer a serif font with a black background and very large text to protect my fatigued eyes. But for someone who opens a million tabs with an intention to eventually read them all, it's my preferred way to dog-ear a story. If you want to start saving, here’s a shameless plug to visit WIRED's Backchannel page, chock-full of excellent long-form narratives that will transport you during your disconnected commute. —WIRED.com editor Andrea Valdez

1Password

Getting a password manager extension means getting a password manager, so definitely do that. All the major managers—LastPass, Dashlane, 1Password, KeePass—offer Chrome extensions, and they're crucial to making password managers easy to use. The browser extensions act as a quick control center to fill login forms, generate new passwords, and save new credentials into your manager. And though password managers can work without extensions, switching back and forth to a standalone desktop application can be clunky while you’re browsing online. These extensions do carry some potential security risks, but if they're what get you on a password manager in the first place, they're worth it. —L.M.

Google Calendar

You probably use Google Calendar every day—many, many times. Instead of letting it permanently squat on valuable tab real estate on your desktop, try the Google Calendar Chrome extension instead. It puts a small Calendar icon in the upper right of your browser window, right where you’d expect. Tap it, and a box drops down, showing you all the meetings you have coming up. I like the design because it reminds me of the wonderful Google Cal widget on my Android home screen. It’s just a one-shot view of the meetings and events you have coming up in the next week or two. You can customize which calendars appear, which is also nice, because if you’re like me, you have a ton of them. For more display options—or to get crazy and log in to two Google Calendars at the same time—try the Checker Plus for Google Calendar extension. It’s not official but works well. —J.V.C.

And More

WIRED editor in chief Nicholas Thompson swears by Grammarly, an extension that checks your emails, tweets, Facebook posts, and other online missives for spelling and grammar mistakes. Features editor Mark Robinson recommends Reader View, which he describes as a "one-button, rather lo-fi instant Instapaper," stripping web articles down to the bare essentials. And while senior writer Andy Greenberg has not used it and likely never would, he did find an extension called Kardashian Krypt, which encrypts your messages in images of Kim Kardashian using a technique known as steganography.

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Hyperallergic: She Makes the Dirty Work Look Like a Degas

Sharon Mesmer is a poet, prose writer, essayist and professor of creative writing living in Brooklyn. She was born and grew up in Back of the Yards, a Chicago neighborhood named for its proximity to the Union Stockyards. After moving to New York she received her MFA in Creative Writing/Poetry from Brooklyn College, where she studied with Allen Ginsberg.

From 2003 to 2010 she was a member of the Flarf poetry collective, whose practitioners used Google to mine the internet for content, collaborating daily via an email listserv. Mesmer co-edited the anthology, Flarf: An Anthology of Flarf, forthcoming this Spring from Edge Books.

Mesmer’s poetry collections include Greetings From My Girlie Leisure Place (Bloof, 2015), Annoying Diabetic Bitch (Combo, 2008), and The Virgin Formica (Hanging Loose, 2008). Four of her poems appear in Postmodern American Poetry: A Norton Anthology (second edition, 2013).

Sharon Mesmer (photo by Esther Levine)

Fiction collections are Ma Vie à Yonago (Hachette Littératures, Paris, in French translation, 2005), In Ordinary Time (Hanging Loose Press, 2005) and The Empty Quarter (Hanging Loose Press, 2000). Her essays have appeared in The New York Times, The Paris Review, American Poetry Review, Purple, and The Brooklyn Rail. She teaches at NYU and the New School.

This interview was conducted in person and by email.

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Geoffrey Cruickshank-Hagenbuckle: You’re a witch.

Sharon Mesmer: Thank you. Yes, I was in a coven for two years in the ‘90s. Well, everybody was in a coven in the ‘90s.  We never hexed, but we divined. The meat locker doors to our hearts were open, and the chains of the law were broken.  I believe that all that witchy work was the main practice that opened my nadis  [network of yogic energy channels]  to  Flarf. That, and the czarnina  [duck blood soup]  my Polish grandmother used to ladle out when I was a kid.

For me,  Flarf was a daily practice like any other. Constantly responding to the constant inflow of the political/cultural/social absurd. A filtering and a distilling. Of course, nothing is as absurd as what we’re seeing now, but we rose to the challenge as we saw it then.

That kind of work was also a way into personalities not my own: I was able to compose in other modes, speak with other mouths, often mouths attached to personalities I didn’t like or agree with.

There was, too, the collaborative aspect: filtering and distilling the words of the other poets (at one point there were 30 + on the flarflist) into my own poems, and then seeing my words in their poems. We were a meta-mind. I miss that intensity, especially these days when there’s so much more to conjure with. But I’m a deep believer in the via negativa:

To arrive where you are, to get from where you are not, You must go by a way wherein there is no ecstasy. In order to arrive at what you do not know You must go by a way which is the way of ignorance.

T.S. Eliot nicked that from St. John of the Cross. But good modernist poets steal from transcendent medieval saint-poets. (SJC sounds like self-help from the past, especially as Rough Orange Beast, his hour come at last, slouches toward daughter-wife to be born.)

In our end is our beginning? Hopefully. Eliot stole that line from Mary Queen of Scots, you know. She had it embroidered on the inside of the dress she wore to her execution. That’s being optimistic: she was in prison for 19 years. He’s more pessimistic: “In my beginning is my end.” I’m trying to find the middle way.

G C-H: Your blood relations include Franz Friedrich Anton Mesmer,  magus of animal magnetism, and Otto Messmer, the creator of Felix the Cat. Mesmerism later became known as hypnotism. Felix was the first image ever broadcast on TV! Do you bend spoons? Cozy up with these cuckoo birds in your family tree?

SM: Felix on TV / cats on youtube is a trajectory to conjure with. Do what thou wilt, kitten, is the extent of the law. The chains of the canine have been broken.

In a great review of Lisa Randall’s Dark Matter and the Dinosaurs: The Astounding Interconnectedness of the Universe that appeared in the New York Review of Books in 2016, Lawrence Krauss noted that every cubic centimeter of space teems with photons left over from the Big Bang, particles that last interacted with matter when the universe was 300,000 years old. And every second, 600 billion neutrinos — which emanate from explosions inside the sun — penetrate our bodies and Earth’s. He says, “Without this invisible background of cosmic material we would not exist.” So, how old are we, really? How permeable? How can we possibly speak with only one voice?

Great-Great-Great-Great Uncle Franz’s “magnetic fluid” was, I believe, something akin to chi/qi or kundalini — as mentioned above. He  knew that nadis make a universe of us and vice-versa. How did this 18th -century Swabian know that? He probably stole the idea from some traveling mystic/guru/swami/qi gong master that he ran into in Vienna in 1768, possibly inviting him (or her) to the performance he’d arranged in his garden  of Mozart’s one-act singspiel about a duped shepherdess. Like Eliot he pilfered, though not from Mary Stuart’s dress.

By the way, the kundalini serpent is female. So we all have a girl snake coiled up somewhere in our coccyxes.

G C-H: You complect a contemporary lyric with magic, rigor, and grace that snaps my head around. (Caught kissing on top of a grave, 16th-century Spain’s Luis de Gongora compelled the fourteen-line severity of the baroque sonnet to encompass both diamonds and doom.)

We all know Russia’s Futurist Zaum, that trans-rational language, Khlebnikov’s nonsense called “Beyondsense.” But beyond good and evil, where good enough just ain’t good enough, Sharon, you push on to Beyoncésense…

SM: Beyoncésense informs us that Gongora’s culteranismo  (culto, cultivated + luteranismo, Lutheranism) was a word created by haters to ridicule it for not being “real” poetry.  Plus ça change. And thank you for using “lyric” in describing my work. It’s been suggested that there is no poetry — and no mind, either — at work in my work. There are a few minds, actually.

The closer Orange Beast slouches, the more I turn to VelKhleb, Tsvetaeva, Akhmatova, Danlil Kharms. Especially Kharms. Northwestern University just published, last month, Alexander Cigale’s wonderful Russian Absurd (a translation of Kharms’s selected poems). The title itself describes the situation at hand.

G C-H: The  untamable painter Walter Robinson gave me your book, Greetings from My Girlie Leisure Place last Christmas Eve. Since then, I’ve read nothing else! Potty mouth. Shit chat. I caught your act at Le Poisson Rouge. You delivered like a bacchante, bare-back on a beer truck, with the devil of love at its wheel. Would it stun you next to learn that my companion, the photographer Seton Smith, finds your oeuvre “intimate”?

SM: Not at all. I expose myself for love of the people.

As for Le Poisson Rouge, it really was a hell of an evening. My gynecologist was there.

And for GFMGLP, thank you. Take another look at the cover image and you’ll see that, thanks to my editor Shanna Compton’s genius for design, one of its rosy polka dots falls squarely upon a kitten’s mouth.

The I Ching says, “Everything serves to further”; I say everything serves to further the desire of a rosy polka dot to fall squarely upon a kitten’s mouth, creating the look of a party girl with lipstick smeared after her long night of raving/snogging.

The kitten is confident, and stares at the skittish puppy (who cannot meet her gaze), much like Kristen Visbal’s newly situated “Fearless Girl” sculpture stares down Di Modica’s Wall Street bull, but way more successfully. I totally agree with what Jillian Steinhauer wrote about fake corporate feminism facing off against entrenched corporate aggression, and everyone going gooey for it.

I swear to god, if I were Jesus, I would have killed that unicorn every time he directed An episode of the A-Team.

(Greetings from My Girlie Leisure Place)

G C-H: Uh-huh. GFMGLP’s a relentlessly demented plaster bath laid on with a trowel. Word choice like “moiety” and “propinquity.” Your Annoying Diabetic Bitch sells for $1,872.21 on Amazon. Plus shipping.   You pound reality into submission…

SM: I swear to god, if I were Jesus, I would kill Amazon every time it tries to sell a copy of ADB for that price. I may just write to the seller and say that, while I’m flattered, I would like to know  WTF.  On the other hand, maybe it’s better not to know. Via negativa and all.

I love it that you see my meek efforts to poem as beating reality into submission, which is indeed my goal — a personal revenge on reality for robbing me of a golden childhood which could’ve continued indefinitely had it not been for my anterior pituitary gland secreting somatotropin and lutropin, then releasing them into my bloodstream. But I heard that happens to everybody.

To go back to something I said earlier, when I joined the  Flarf collective, just after the commencement of Gulf War 2.0 in ‘03, I had no idea that the absurdity of  Flarf  — a fitting reaction to the relentless dementedness we were witnessing — would be divested of prescience by the total fucking dementedness that we’re witnessing now. It’s tough to try to go back to  Flarf to respond, because our current condition has rendered  Flarf quaint, though some may say it was quaint before. My hope is that, with the forthcoming release of the long-awaited Flarf: An Anthology of Flarf (Edge Books), readers will at least laugh and feel reprieved.

G C-H: Social Realism, conscience and content, the literal not the literary, seem to be “in” with a vengeance. I once dated a transexual so lovely she was undetectable. Together we met Peter Tork. A consummate shoplifter, she painted her apartment black by splashing paint out of open gallon cans. Carried a sword cane, never went out before midnight. Drew painfully accurate renderings of hand guns in mechanical pencil, decorating her lair with  snapshots of executed female anarchists and horror movie posters to which she had added her own name.

I met her in the graveyard at St. Marks Church during one of her stints outside psychiatric institutions. I later asked if surgery had helped. Insouciant, she replied, “Well, if I only have $5.00, I can buy a book or a sandwich. Either way, I lose.”

SM: Most loveliness is undetectable. Maureen Thorson wrote a detectably lovely chapbook called the Woman, the Mirror, the Eye (2015), after she was diagnosed with AZOOR, acute zonal occult outer retinopathy. AZOOR’s most salient characteristic is that it can’t be seen/detected; the sufferer’s retina appears normal. The condition can only be inferred. Her chapbook is a beautiful mediation on seeing:

The blind poet is a romantic notion — we ascribe a clairvoyance, literally a kind of ‘clear seeing’ — to Homer and Milton. But the only insight I’ve received from my eye problems is into how unclearly we see everything, even ourselves, and how fitful are our illusions of control […] All hail the vanishing point.

Things are always disappearing — objects, but also ideas and ways of being. Remember when a phone stayed in one place? Unless you were breaking up with someone, or waiting for news of a birth or death, your connection (pun intended) was tenuous. That changed after June 29, 2007 — the rollout of the first iPhone. Everyone’s attention span, which was pretty attenuated to begin with, disappeared. Or became fragmented.

I noticed this with my own work: I used to collect ideas for  two or three months, and then write. Now, I wonder what happened to the things I was thinking about two weeks ago. There are small stacks of books next to my bed and my reading chair, and when I look at the books on the bottoms of those piles, it’s like a trip down memory lane: Oh, that’s what I was thinking about. So, nostalgia is different, too.

Social realism: I grew up in a neighborhood on the  South  Side of Chicago called Back of the Yards, named for its proximity to the Union Stockyards. Our house was four blocks away from the stockyards’ 47th Street entrance. Yes, the same stockyards of  The Jungle. The hideousness that Upton Sinclair described in that book  prompted food inspection reforms. For instance, did you know that our FDA of today allows “only” 136 insect fragments and 4 rodent hairs in a jar of peanut butter? Ever wonder what those dark specks in your cornmeal are? That’s not rat hair. Worried there’s not enough protein in beer? No worries. Imagine what people were eating before.

Anyone for cold cuts? Hopefully your friend’s $5 went toward a book.

Kate Beckinsale has her fat ass days, and thatʼs why I called my compassionate conservative girlfriend a lard ass and tied her to the treadmill. Sheʼs still there. Go ahead – bang her.

(Annoying Diabetic Bitch)

G C-H: Wherever do you get your inspiration? PTSD? Accelerants? Goat’s meat chili with peyote buttons? You say you can’t sleep because your thinking cap’s always on. Anagrams = Ars Magna. Does this guck gush straight from your Orphic maw? Do you edit? Sample? Steal? The poet Brandon Brown maintains he only truly enters the Rapture when revising.

SM: I sample, steal and edit A LOT. Allen Ginsberg was my teacher and friend, but we always mock-fought over “First thought, best thought.” I disagreed. He was a deft  present-moment Buddhist improviser and I’m an afflicted backward-looking Catholic (despite having taken refuge vows in 2010). So, yes, there is a rapture to enter via revising. But Brandon, whose work I really like, will no doubt agree with me when I say that remaining at ease with one’s preoccupations requires a constant friendship with the  Odradek-of-one’s-own-being. Revising is good, but I like being permeable at the beginning. Inspiration is everywhere. Admittedly, it’s a gamble with sanity, especially if you ride the subway every day. The negotiation requires discernment. I’m still learning that.

G C-H: C’mon, shoot the geek. Paintball gun a picture of the ob-literate poetry scene.

SM: Pretty much my entire focus right now, at least with regard to poetry — specifically reading it — is work from outside the US, particularly in translation. I’ve reviewed books in translation for  The Paris Review, American Poetry Review,  The Brooklyn Rail. The work I’ve found is spectacular: epiphanic, revelatory. Eunice Odio, Mircea Eliade, Phillip Meersman, Anise Koltz. (Meersman writes in four languages, including Morse Code.)

My current project, a collection of poems called Even Living Makes Me Die, responds to these works that I’ve been reading. The idea came about when I discovered the work of the late Costa Rican-born poet Eunice Odio. I wrote an article on Odio and her book, The Fire’s Journey, for American Poetry Review.

As I did research for that piece, I became frustrated by the dearth of available information. I emailed one of her translators, Keith Ekiss, and asked: “These little bits of her life create a very ‘glamorous and doomed’ image of her — the woman visionary, dying alone — but is that true?”

I was hoping not, because that myth of the doomed woman poet is just so absolutely played out. He replied that not a lot is known about Odio’s life. Despite an exhaustive search, I came up with only two anthologies containing a few poems, and a bio-bibliographical source book on Spanish-American women. Those three publications introduced me to a group of 19th- and early 20th-century women writers, from throughout the Americas, whose work I’d never read before. They were modern, visionary, sexually frank. As I read their work I began to write “to” them. I researched each as fully as possible. The more I wrote, and read, the more I began to wonder about other “under-known” female poets of the Americas, and this became my goal for Even Living … to learn about their lives and write “to” them.

The title of the collection itself comes from a line by the fabulous 19th-century poet Delmira Agustini: “Already living and dreaming makes me die.” Sometimes their life information was easy to attain, as in the case of the Canadian poet Elizabeth Smart, who died in 1986. Smart published only one book, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept, in 1945. It went out of print soon after it was first published, was then brought back into publication in 1966 and 1992. The book, which she called a “prose poem novel” (and which is quite ahead of its time as a hybrid text), chronicles her affair with a British poet named George Barker.

Almost nothing was known of Smart in this country until her son, Christopher, published a biography, The Arms of the Infinite: Elizabeth Smart and George Barker, released in the US in 2010 (I reviewed it for Rain Taxi). I need to do more research on, for example, Martha Wadsworth Brewster (1710 – c. 1757,  the first US-born woman to publish under her own name); Ellen Sturgis Hooper (1812 –1848, American Transcendentalist published in The Dial ); Sarah Helen Power Whitman (1803 –1878, Transcendentalist and, very briefly, Edgar Allen Poe’s fiancée); and Jessie Redmon Fauset, Angelina Weld Grimké and Georgia Douglas Johnson, associated with the Harlem Renaissance.

G C-H: In the wins, I “heart” this Godot by Sophia le Fraga.

SM: I <3 it 2! Srsly. Not being sarcastic.

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3 Ways to Bind a Disturbed Spell (After Some MoFo Jacked it Up)

It happened the other night.

...Oh, I'm sorry. Before I begin, let's cue some cheesy horror movie music and the fog machine. Okay, now let me try again. It happened the other night. I was preparing dinner, minding my own DAMN business (Kevin Hart voice, anyone?) when my husband came downstairs and asked that dreaded question: Is that jar on your desk important? "Which jar," I asked, the apprehension growing inside of me. "The little jar of sand on your desk," he said, unaware of the fear swelling in my gut. "Was it important?" *Cue thunder. Lightning flashes! ....but no rain. Please don't ruin this 6 month drought with a drop of rain...* "What happened to the jar?" I questioned. But I already knew the answer. And thus began a witch's worst fear: someone disrupting your spell despite you having tucked it away for safety.  (But Michaela, didn't you say it was on your desk? That's not really hiding it. Yes, dear reader, it was on MY desk. In MY office. Are you sensing my tone? ) I'm sure you've been in this position—put a spell somewhere bizarre, trusting it was in such an obscure place no one would disturb it. But that's the thing with kids, I mean husbands, they somehow sense when something was supposed to remain untouched. That hidden stash of PMS chocolate. The special guest towels that are not engine-grease resistant. The spell you so carefully crafted to ensure a bright future. ...and in case the male readers are feeling a bit shunned, you should see what I do to that poor man's garage when I'm looking for a tool. We're simpatico. We have a beautiful marriage.  Nonetheless, for the first time in my witchy career I found myself wondering how I was going to correct my spell after my dear, sweet, patient, garage-organising husband knocked it over. Years of stored information flipped through my mind like a neurological Rolodex of Pagan tidbits (If you were born after 1995, just replace "Rolodex" with "Google"). Fortunately, I've been doing this for a while and have lots of tricks up my proverbial sleeve. Here's the top 3 simplest ways to bind a spell after it's been disturbed: Incense This is the easiest approach, especially for "loose" spells, like salt or herbs left in open jars. After saying the spell below, trace three pentagrams in the air above your reassembled spell while chanting "So Mote it Be!" three times. Burn a fresh candle The candle acts as a sort of sacrifice to the blunder. You'll want to choose a specific amount of time to allow the candle to burn. If it's important, and I'm guessing it is if you took the time to work a spell, I'd suggest 3 hours. But I wouldn't do any less than three minutes if you're in a rush. Bind with ribbon This is great for sealed spells that got touched or moved to a new location. After saying the spell below, knot the ribbon three times, each time saying, "So Mote it Be!" Colour options for ribbons: Red: Courage, Love, Strength, Passion Pink: Honour, Love Orange: Encouragement, Sexuality, Attracting (general) Yellow: Friendship, Attraction, Protection, Joy, Happiness White: Protection, Truth, Unconditional Love Green: Healing, Growth, Love (associated with heart chakra) Purple: Healing, Protection, Truth, Honour Blue: Healing, Truth, Protection To Bind Your Spell: Make sure you're doing this while you're calm. If you were frustrated by the disruption, take a few moments to regroup and come back to the spell when you're in a focused state. Once you've reassembled your spell, hold it in your hands while envisioning your original desired outcome. If you were picturing money for a vacation, imagine yourself on the beach. Feel the warmth of the sun, the sand in your feet. If you were casting a spell for a new job, picture yourself in that new career, happy and enjoying your new path. Whatever the spell was for, imagine it coming to fruition—the sights, the scents, the sensation of it happening. Once it's so real you can taste it, then say the following: Bound once more, and so it shall be This spell continues to grow in prosperity What was once disturbed is made whole again To flourish and blossom with my original intent Disruption matters not, for the magick is within me Three times three, So Mote it Be!

Remember to say "So Mote it Be" three times whether you're knotting the ribbon, tracing the pentagram, or lighting the candle. And there you have it! Your spell is fixed! And in the words of my husband upon hearing I corrected the spell: I'm so glad you didn't have to waste your night hexing me.

http://www.pennilesspagan.com/2016/05/3-ways-bind-disturbed-spell.html