#love having plants. feels kind of violent taking care of them sometimes tho. it's like

[erzvolnes]

i got sick to death of my pothos today so i took her out of the pot and pruned her vines to half their length and cut her roots in half and separated all of the individual plants and re-potted her.

she is pinned back onto her moss pole and she WILL climb this time. you WILL CLIMB!!!! sorry for the violent intervention but come on!!! girl!!

[mikoriin]

100 OC questions: for Heather, 1 5 7 22 27 33 38 44 52 67 74 89 90 99

WOW a lot!! im glad u wanna know so much about heather!!

1. What common traits do you share with your oc? What about them is the least like you?

we're both kind, queer, and we both admire our mothers. however heather is very close to her religion because she admires her parents so much who are devout. she's a little more modern with her beliefs tho. but even still, im definitely not religious at all so i cant rly relate to her in that sense haha

5. What is your oc’s patience like? When waiting for something, are they able to sit still or do they fidget? How do they fidget?

she's sooo patient. she's actually a pacifist so its hard for her to get into the "fighting" scene when she becomes apart of the group magically, but once she realizes she's mainly there for defense and assist she warms up to the battles. she doesnt fidget very much, if she's waiting for an appointment or on someone, she'll simply pull out a book from her bag and start reading. if she doesnt have a book she'll start thinking of her schedule for the next week and planning everything in her planner, or maybe even just reading wiki articles on her phone or playing bejeweled on her phone lol

7. Does your oc collect anything? What about of knowledge or facts? How big is their collection?

ive never really thought about this before, but i can see her collecting plants. she's one of those people that cherishes them and names them, talks to them, takes amazing care of them and can bring a dead plant back to life. it brings her peace knowing she's surrounded by breathing life and it makes her feel a little less lonely. she'd definitely know a lot about lots of different species of flora and various plant life out there. her room is definitely filled to the brim with greenery haha

22. How easily does your oc fare in the sun? Do they tan or burn easily? Are they completely unaffected?

if its super bad out i can see her tanning a bit, but she never burns. mostly she's unaffected. her hijab rly helps keep her face cool haha

27. What is your oc’s sleep schedule like? Are they a night owl, an early morning riser, or do they get any sleep at all?

early morning riser definitely! she wakes up at a whapping 7 am every day even the weekends and then anything past 10 pm is way past her bedtime haha

33. What five objects or things could be expected to be found on your oc’s person at any time? Why?

planner & pen, because she likes to keep a schedule

candy, because elise gets the munchies for something sweet

pepper spray because she knows no woman should be without one

wallet because i feel its obvious

a spare book to read in her spare time

phone and charger

house keys

travel sized Quran

i absolutely listed everything she normally carries in her bag on a day to day

38. What does your oc do to relax? Any specific activities? Why?

she loves to spend time in her garden! she's got a little section for her garden in her back yard where she grows fresh veggies and herbs. sometimes she'll talk to all her crop because she feels itll help them grow healthy and delicious if the plant feels loved. she also likes to read and sew!

44. How violent is your oc? Or are they more a pacifist? To what lengths will they go to start/avoid a conflict?

heather is 100% a pacifist as ive said previously, so she's generally the one always trying to keep the peace. she and csilla would be the ones avoiding personal conflict the most, but in battle csilla is more aggressive while heather is more docile and not willing to harm anyone because of her personal values and morals. she's a healer and the team shield, she's here to protect her friends and comrades. However, if it was for someone like elise, sinie, or daren, then heather would be more willing to face conflict head on. and honestly, the fact that she's a pacifist magical girl is such a fun concept to play with when you think about it because at some point, she's going to have to fight in some way. so finding the way she would "fight" is gonna be fun

52. In what ways does your oc cope with anger? How easily angered are they? Do they lash out?

heather is very docile and doesnt get angry often, however when she is she doesnt even need to tell you because all she needs to do is give you That Look. which is rly just a look of sadness and disappointment and u dont want that from heather. like personally, if heather ever told me she was disappointed in me i'd cry lmao

67. How many people does your oc prefer to be around? A crowd, a few friends, or all on their own?

heather is good in a crowd, but she does prefer to be around her own personal circle. her circle is definitely going to grow when csilla, agitha, urania, and eventually everett are added to the mix, which is something she's going to have to come to terms with that her personal circle is kind of a crowd. but she'll be content because its a crowd of people she cares about and fights for/with.

74. How would your oc act when drunk? What about when really, really tired?

oh man she'd be sooo lovey dovey with elise. texting elise like "where'd you go my love?" and elise is like babe im right next to you. heather has had way too much to drink but is always in when its time to take another shot. take a shot, choose ur chaser, kiss ur girlfriend. that is what heather would be like drunk haha

if she was very tired she would simply sleep. she does not fight sleep when she is tired, she feels zzzs and she is Out

89. What does your oc’s laugh sound like? How often do they laugh? Are they easily amused?

heather's laugh in my head sounds like a little melodic giggle. like...a soft hum or something. heather's voice is very soft and a little higher pitched, but her words are carried with grace and when she laughs its like a river. she laughs often too so its like music when she's around.

90. Does your oc have any objects they could never give up? Why is it so important to them? Do they have any family heirlooms?

idk if this counts, but her hijab maybe? like its soo important to her by this point in her life, but its not rly so much of an object...so im rly not sure haha but i cant rly think of any family heirlooms at the moment!

99. What is your oc’s morning routine usually like? What do they eat for breakfast (if they have breakfast)? What time do they usually get up in the morning?

she wakes up at 7 sharp every morning, washes her face, and makes breakfast. she usually eats veggies, a bit of eggs, and tea for breakfast on the weekdays, but on the weekends she spices it up with some adasi!

100 oc questions

[trackinghallownest]

-slides into your dms- tell me about your vessel ocs!!!! Whose your favorite. Everyone has a favorite even if they don't like to admit it! And is it ok if I draw them interacting with my vessel ocs?

HHfngfh gh i’m,,, thank you for this ask i’m dying,, i will absolutely go off if you dont mind me taking this chance!! ft doodles!! because i can!! and you absolutely can draw them with yours i will probably cry and definitely draw interactions back udfkfhvdf;;

some of this i may have mentioned in other posts but i cant for the life of me keep track of what ive put here compared to the discord so! i’m just going to fact dump! and put under a cut so i don’t completely fill peoples’ dashes shkfd

first is gonna be spindle since. i love them. theyre probably my favourite. and also the first i made. theyre just babie

they really are just babey,,

kind of accidentally an endless source of lifeblood which is a long story but its not.. very fun. to be constantly covered in plants. by adulthood most of their torso and one of their limbs is almost completely replaced/encased in plant matter

they take this pretty well actually. even if it gets a lot harder to move

for a vessel they grew up to full size much quicker than others of their kind, likely due to the lifeblood’s properties, but really nobody has much of a clue. didnt have time to get used to their size and still has VERY bad spatial awareness

broke their horn tip by smacking it on a low ceiling hkfdnfbdmvdf

plants bursting out of their shell and eye have pretty badly damaged it, and they can’t see out of the broken eye

theyre trying their hardest!! always!! they can’t move around very well and sometimes get lonely sitting at home in dirtmouth but they’re friendly to just about anybody and have so much love to give

seriously they dont even eat but they like to make sure they have food and drink at home in case anyone drops in and needs it

they’ve never been able to fight, and shy away from violence or combat in all forms

very scared of the dark and carries a lantern with them at all times, usually around their neck

discharges excess lifeblood into soil and grows a garden from it - keeps it from overtaking their body any further, and it’s something to do

not the best at communicating since a wood arm makes signing stiff and tricky, but they’re not much of a talker (signer?) anyway

then we have scratch n thimble who are kinda twins but not really. yeah those are matching scarves they are Bros (sibs??)

scratch FIGHTS THINGS and USES A REAL BIG NAIL

the biggest of all my vessel ocs, just in general. a big and strong friend

made it to the palace but got tossed for starting to care too much and takin a blow for another sibling. saved thimble from dying down there too and they were absolutely inseparable since

really just the embodiment of the ‘you befriended x! x would now die for you’ meme not gonna lie

has almost literally died for Multiple siblings n friends before but they wouldn’t let them. which is, a good thing

too reckless for their own good especially in their younger years but thankfully mellows out quite a bit by adulthood

tries to keep up a strong stoic front but also doesnt hesitate to abandon it if needed. theyre big soft really (they wont admit it tho)

has The Biggest soft spot for kids do not let them tell you otherwise

fought for the sake of it in the colosseum for many years before Stuff And Things involving yet another vessel happened and they kinda trashed the place and never went back

their nail is about as big and heavy as their entire body and they’re surprisingly good at using it for something so unwieldy. could probably crush most bugs just by virtue of it being So Damn Big

spends a lot of time when grown at the howling cliffs keeping an eye on those travelling into the kingdom, and deterring those with malicious intent

they got that eye wound from their sibling… it was technically an accident. they still don’t talk about it though

contrary to their twin thimble is the smallest vessel (as a babby at least - they do end up standing taller than spin and ruth when fully grown)

they have the very unfortunate problem of their shade having fused with void tendrils from the abyss sea as a babby

as such their shade is very violent and kinda has a habit of literally bursting out their shell and lashing out at anything around them under stress

eventually they get a handle on it and learn to control the literally overflowing void inside them but until then their entire life is pretty much a big clusterfuck of trying not to kill people, which they hate

they’re very timid and shy and cling to familiar figures (especially scratch) probably too much, but strike out on their own much more growing up 

theyre very strong and capable, moreso than most magic users, but you wouldn’t guess it. the only time they’d even consider showing it is in another’s defense

uses void tendrils like extra limbs. very functional! can hold many things (or offer many hugs) at once. may be slightly slimy though.

their cloak is very long and would probably benefit from being trimmed shorter but they absolutely refuse to let anyone touch it. its kinda grimy at this point and they trip a lot but don’t do anything about it

friends with a bunch of mossflies they picked up in the gardens! they all have names

can communicate with other void-creatures by sharing some of their own void! this was discovered entirely by accident but very useful, if awkward to explain

sure they’re kinda timid and like being on their lonesome, but they’re also very level-headed and friendly, and get along very well with low-energy quieter sorts of people especially

ruth is a small vessel rn/as far as i’ve worked out a timeline for! i know what they look like big but as far as the content on this blog currently goes theyre just .. smal

actual infant. hadnt actually been wandering out of the abyss that long before being dragged up to the colosseum to fight for sport

really doesnt have much of a clue how to act at first, other than ‘stab things before they stab you’

their name comes from ‘ruthless’, a nickname they got in the colosseum because they literally did not (appear to) give two shits whether they lived or died in battle. they’d just come back, anyway

scratch was the one that found them flinging a nail around and immediately went ‘oh thats a baby. this is bad, actually’

for the first short while of freedom scratch is the only one they’ll let even get close to them, and pretty much clings to them relentlessly. not a moments rest

they were actually pretty badly infected by the time they were broken out but theyre better now (another long story)

doesn’t have a natural cloak - it was ripped out and never grew back in. they make do though! their ‘new’ one was made from part of scratch’s that they ripped off and fixed together. they love it more than anything

once they actually figured out not everyone was out to kill them they stopped fighting back, and became a lot more curious and lively in general

still has a very warped and guarded sense of trust, however

kinda iffy around weapons and reacts badly to confrontation but does eventually learn to fight again (just.. in a better way)

pretty short even when grown, and going by height alone is the shortest when they’re all big

likes picking up pretty trinkets and things and carrying them around. has a few tied to their horns (as well as many pockets)

i have just now decided that spite counts as well! they dont actually survive to adulthood in any timeline i have currently (sorry spite) so big spite is entirely a theoretical but theyre fun to draw so

now spite? spite wins the babiest baby award

has one single braincell that bounces around their shell like a windows screensaver

their name indicates they are capable of feeling any negative emotion or hatred which is entirely untrue. by the time this was figured out they already wouldn’t answer to anything else

absolutely no sense of self-preservation or common sense. they are, in most regards, a very cute and very stupid dog

got lost on their way out of the abyss the first time around, ended up in the lighthouse and met friend mori!! was almost caught but eventually smuggled out and away

spent a lot of the time on the run in city of tears with said friend who was pretty much presumed dead by then. got taken in by a family, enjoyed themselves for a while

…but were eventually caught and thrown right back into the abyss along with mori killing them both for real this time. unfortunately.

cut to MANY years later and oops! their shade fused with the corpse and for some ungodly reason theyre both alive. time for the worst buddy comedy ever ft. literal pile of goop and body parts

spite does not seem to know nor care that theyre dead however

mostly happy to sit up there on mori’s shell and nap for hours at a time or fiddle with literally anything in reach. give them a cool rock and they’ll be entertained for hours. they are but a simple creacher

they do actually eventually learn to use a nail but who’s idea was it to give a child a sword. seriously i just wanna talk

[kit-kat-draws2798-blog]

Just gonna put this here since I haven't really done much else tbh Lack of inspiration hit me like a brick. Love him pls he's precious- ✦General Information✦ Name: Oliver King Nickname(s): Oli, Ovie, etc Age: 19 years old Gender: Male Species: Otter kemonomimi Preference: Homosexual Height: 5’0 ft (Very smol) ✦Reside✦ Living Location: In a studio apartment near the college he attends ✦RELATIONS✦ (Name): Colleen King (mother) Oliver is pretty close to his mother and likes to hang out her when he has the time. They do puzzles, card games,etc and chat. (Name):Samuel King (Father) Oli has a close relationship with his father, doing some kinds of sports together. They like to swim and go on short hikes. (Name):Livvy King (Little sister) Oli's relationship with his sister is pretty decent, but is a bit hard. They have about a 14 year age gap, so it honestly depends on the situation. They do generally get along though. (Name):Akuma Akuma is Oli's bf and he loves him to pieces despite how dangerous he is. Would do almost anything for him~ (Name):Ace Wellingstone Ace has been Oli’s best friend for a while now, ever since they were children. They have always been very close, and Oli feels like he can tell him anything. However, Oli is completely unaware of Ace’s romantic feelings towards him. Poor bby, he’ll never really be able to be with Oli since he’s in love with Akuma :’D (Name):Dawn Will be added later once this character is more developed (Name):Finian Will be added later once this character is more developed (Name):Raiden Labs Oli and Raiden get along pretty well despite a 5 year age difference. They hang out sometimes at the hideout whenever Raiden isn’t too busy. They like to talk and listen to music together. (Name):Ryan Prescod Oli’s abusive ex boyfriend. He used to mentally and verbally abuse him in the time they were together. This resulted with Oli having some insecurities from his belittling, and has grown to fear him. Just the sight of his face scares Oli. ✦PERSONALITY✦ -Caring: He has a soft spot for helping people, will go out of his way to assist others. -Cheerful: Oliver is a huge optimist and tends to see the good in everything and everyone. -Neat: Loves to keep everything tidy and organized! He gets a bit stressed when things aren’t in order.. -Considerate: He tries his best to be conscious of other people’s feelings/needs, and gets sad when others are upset. -Energetic: Seemingly has unlimited amounts of energy, even after doing a strenuous activity. He doesn’t get tired easily. -Gentle:Hates hurting anyone, tries to be as soft as possible. -Loyal: Is like a dog in this aspect. -Playful: Loves messing around and having some goofy fun. -Sweet: He’s like sugar dear god. -Quiet: Usually like this around strangers or people he doesn’t know very well. He likes to make sure they’re comfortable with something before bringing it up. -Pure: Doesn’t really get adult humor somehow even though he’s 19-- also doesn’t really swear. -Clumsy: He’s not super clumsy, but tends to trip on the stupidest objects all the time (Ex: Falls up the stairs a lot) -Gets distracted pretty easily. Makes him a tad forgetful as well sometimes. -Excitable: Goes for anything he likes-from tv shows to friends- he gets hyped easily. -Insecure: The main reason being because of his Ex, who mentally/emotionally abused him. -Naive: Ties in with him being pure, he’s a bit too trusting and caring. -Soft hearted: Being the overly kind and trusting boy he is, he often gets taken advantage because of it. -Sensitive: Not hugely so, but he does take mean words a bit more to heart than others. -Weak: He’s not very strong and can’t fend for himself very well. ✦LIKES/DISLIKES✦ Likes: -Anything that has to do with water. Particularly swimming. -Cute things/people -Hugs -Animals. Pretty much any of them. -Outdoors -Flowers and plants in general -Bees. They help the plants grow :3 -Pastels -Sweet and salty foods -Soft clothes and items -Watching tv with people he likes -Doodling -Autumn -Hot Chocolate -Baggy clothes and scarves -Rain -Etc Dislikes: -When it’s overly hot or cold -Anything even a little spicy -People getting hurt or upset -Lack of inspiration -Loud noises -BUGS (Especially moths) -Rude or hurtful behavior -etc (He’s pretty positive, so not a lot of things actually bother him) ✦Skills✦ -2D artist (Draws traditionally and digitally. He specializes in a cute cartoony like style, and often paints with watercolor) -Is a really good swimmer. Could’ve gone professional if he wasn’t so into his art. ✦BACKGROUND✦ Childhood: Oliver was born and raised in a city called *insert name*. He lived with his family that consists of his mother, father, and little sister. He had a very normal and happy childhood and has a strong relationship with his family. He was one of those kids you’d probably call a goody two shoes. He didn’t really do anything wrong and spent most of his time either with his family, friends, or finishing up his schoolwork. Despite Oli being a naive child, he was pretty smart and had good grades. Adolescence: Middle school was pretty much all around the same for Oli, nothing really changed for him until freshman year of high school. That time was the one that really shaped him, and not really in a good way. That year he met this boy named Ryan Prescod. He was the captain of the football team, tall, handsome, charismatic. Oli couldn’t help but to completely fall for him. Ryan however, saw an opportunity in this. Oli is the kind of kid that you could manipulate into doing most anything and Ryan liked that. He used warm and loving words to get Oli in the palm of his hands. He saw him as a means to get what he wants, not for a loving relationship. Ryan was really sweet and caring at first, but shortly after they got together, he began to show his true colors. When Ryan didn’t get his way, he’d insult and belittle Oli, to the point it made him actually believe that what he said was true. It was definitely a mentally/emotionally abusive relationship. Hell, he would sometimes beat him a little, but only in spots where the bruises and cuts could be covered up. Ryan even tried to control who he was hanging out with and for how long. This went on for about four months, until others intervened and broke it off. That left Oliver broken for a while, with insecurities that Ryan instilled into him. Oli still acted like he usually did, keeping these things to himself. The last thing he likes to do is worry the people around him. He silently suffered with these fears and insecurities. After all, this happened, Oli got anxious when he started developing even a slight crush. Fearing it might end up like the last relationship, or that he just wouldn’t be good enough. About two years later, in junior year, in his English class, he was paired up with this boy named Akuma. He was infamous around the school for getting into violent fights with other kids and other horrible rumors that liked to float around. Of course, Oli was intimidated at first but was curious to see if he was truly as bad as everyone painted Akuma to be. The two boys would butt heads a little during the time they worked together, but after some time, they got along for the most part. Despite Akuma’s bad reputation, Oli got attached to him and wanted to get to know him more. Akuma was reluctant at first, but let him stick around anyway. They became pretty close after a while, and to Oli’s surprise, started to really like him. He began to panic as soon as he realized this, old memories of his last relationship flooding back onto him like a tidal wave. It took him a bit to calm down and come to terms with his feelings. He realized, based on what he knew of Akuma, that he would most likely never do that. He actually became really sensitive and agitated whenever Oli was even the slight bit injured or when he just looked upset. When Oliver eventually built up the courage, he confessed to Akuma when they were alone. Akuma eventually accepted his feelings and they started dating. They decided to keep it to themselves for a while, eventually gradually telling the people close to them. It was mostly due to the nature of their relationship and their vastly different lifestyles. Adulthood: Currently, Oliver is a nineteen-year-old college student studying art (specifically illustration, a little bit of animation). He lives in a studio apartment near the school but often likes to stay at his bf’s place. Although it is kind of far away from his apartment. He's pretty content on how his life is going so far. ✦ Other Info✦ He has a sun tattoo on the left side of his chest. (I’ll add more as I develop him <3) Note: I will be adding more outfits for him because he needs all the outfits All feminine ofc Also I don't mind adding more relationships for him, I'd prefer kemonomimis tho, as that's the kinda universe he's set in. Also I might redraw this later as I'm not really too happy with it--- ;;v;; Character and art(c) Kit-Kat-Draws Design by @/BurntUniverse Some of the other characters mentioned belong to KoKo-The-Rabbit

[popcartoonkabala]

The mystery of Rachel’s Priorities

The tragic/strategic self repression of the feminine (above and below, alas)  is the beginning of the Lunar mystery. This is sometimes adressed in Kabbalah under the euphemistical epithets: Rachel and Leah.

Leah is expressed, the full moon, Artemis as Hunter-Queen. King David is an avatar for expressiveness, identified with prayer and psalm, harp and Lamentation: Leah, mythically overcomes destiny through her tears and longing, expressed, and thus is able to both marry Jacob and birth the messianic king triumphal: Judah, in the aspect of the Lion. Expressed, apologetic as well as unapologetic, the eloquence and will to be clear with G-d and people makes the entire Jewish tradition and it’s emphasis on co-operative and occasionally loud prayer: the tradition is that this was how Leah changed everything. Rachel, on the other hand, is beautiful... and quiet. She is some kind of expressed with her sister, begging to trade nights-with-Jacob for fertility-totem-plants (”Mandrakes”/Dudaim). She does not speak up when her father marries off her sister to her own betrothed in order to keep everyone around and working for longer. And at the seminal moment depicted in this drawing: she steals some of her father’s “Teraphim” as her and the rest of her family household prepare to run away from their father Laban’s house with Jacob.  As a child in school hearing these stories, I was so mystified about why she did this.  Didn’t she know that idols were bad? Or useless? We were told as kids that all the forebearers were totally, intuitively righteous. Why-- does she even want Teraphim? http://bigfaithministries.com/ancient-mystery-of-the-teraphim/ The Ibn Ezra Then: as Laban comes after his daughters and their brood, outraged at noticing both the missing icons and absconded family, he begins to demand at Jacob about it. Jacob honestly denies knowledge, and curses whoever stole them. Unknowingly cursing his love-of-loves and original intended partner, to early death. Because he didn’t know either. Because she didn’t tell him either. BECAUSE RACHEL COULDN’T FEEL SAFE ENOUGH WITH JACOB TO TRUST HIM WITH HER HEART’S PRIORITIES. I think in this mystery is much of the challenge and nature of gender conflicts in post-modernity: Rachel trusts none of the men in her life: both because their ideals conflict with her clarity regarding her own needs and self care. When confronted by Laban and their caravan searched, Rachel hides the Teraphim under her saddleseat, and refuses to stand, claiming to be “in the way of women.” Neither Laban nor Jacob ask more of her, surrendered to their alienation and respectful disgust. Notice how much of Biblical and later Jewish purity law institutionalize this respect-horror as the main imperative for Giving Women Space, and becomes historically manifest as the way women would ask for space, as well as countered by the alienation laws that men would take in to insist the physical distance of menstruant women across the ancient diaspora. The things mean cannot know or understand about women’s distinct needs and feelings become the central institutionalized alienation: instead on insistence on understanding the feminine, “respect” was classically given, as a way of sparing someone who doesn’t trust you from having to lie to you. This is the curse of Rachel: silence facilitates autonomy, just doing things because you want to, without justification or negotiation. Had Rachel asked her father, the story gives the impression he would have use manipulative justification to make it more of a negotiation, as he did with Jacob about her herself. Had she told Jacob, he PROBABLY would have pish-poshed her “vulgar” attachments to “things” from HER father’s house, just like later biblical law insists on captives and intermarriers; that they leave all their idols behid, or at least break them enough to become “powerless”. She knows better than to waste time being clear. Alas. Like Shakespear’s Juliet, her unsafety in being clear about her will leads to all who love, treasure, or even just fetishize her being heartbroken about her death.  And still, in the biblical narrative: even her last request is not honored. She dies in childbirth, her last recorded words are a plea that the son who she births be named “Ben-oni”, son of of my hurt, my sorrow. He is never named that. He is immediately named instead  “Benyamin/Son of the right” Even her last request, Jacob will not trust. He knows Benyamin is the one who is going to have to deal with the name, so blah blah excuses excuses. She wanted something unreasonable and he refused to, or was incapable of, honoring that. And from then on, biblical idolotry is identified with the fetishized sculpted image, and the violent crusade against it with the triumph of holiness-justification and even reason itself, over the false identified with Venus, Istar, Ashtoreth. Her dumb, irrational attachments. This is arguably the fundamental moral failure in the bible, the capacity to resolve between masculine “reason” eschewed and villified tho it may be in later romantic literature and the post modern philosophy of Foulcault, Queer theory, and the 21st century in general, where the emptiness of reason and the injustice of it’s pretension is acknowledged and localized narrative, including all religious fundamentalism, as well as political priority, given reign, and it’s distrust of feminine attachments, intuitions, biases and feelings. This is Jordan Peterson’s core speaking point, after all the Jungian jargon filters itself out: Civilization is made of the noble repression of the feminine, IDENTIFIED WITH PRIMORDIAL CHAOS ITSELF by the phallic violent masculine, identified with reason itself. This is the Apollonian confidence that traditionally build the university model and all the liberal sciences into such effective colonial machines: the word penetrates and invades. Jacob himself, Moses later recounts, goes down to Egypt “Insisted(raped!) by The Word”. This is the main popular justification for all the insistance of all the repression: we don’t have time, this is stupid. Forget about it. You’re being hysterical.  Hysteria = Istahar, Esther Listening to Rachel is some of the main work of the prophets, who try to feel and help us feel the hurt of the repressed world, as in Jeremiah 31:15 כֹּ֣ה ׀ אָמַ֣ר יְהוָ֗ה ק֣וֹל בְּרָמָ֤ה נִשְׁמָע֙ נְהִי֙ בְּכִ֣י תַמְרוּרִ֔ים רָחֵ֖ל מְבַכָּ֣ה עַל־בָּנֶ֑יהָ מֵאֲנָ֛ה לְהִנָּחֵ֥ם עַל־בָּנֶ֖יהָ כִּ֥י אֵינֶֽנּוּ׃  )Thus said the LORD: A cry is heard in Ramah— Wailing, bitter weeping— Rachel weeping for her children. She refuses to be comforted For her children, who are gone. https://www.sefaria.org/Jeremiah.31.15-16?lang=bi And so nationalism itself is identified with Rachel: attached to the personal. It’s repression, like in the Book of Maccabees, is met with fountains of defensiveness, all Crusades in defense of the Grail, the great divine mother who could only accept, and cry. This is what we all need to become better at listening for on some level: the true need plead, and the best expression of that need that we can secure. Because as much as any of the things anyone could long for or be attached to are silly-- they are so full of meaning, and to be right with each other, we must always honor what things mean to each other, in a way that liberates us all with them, and each other, able to hear and be heard at last-- --as well as making space for how much we just are not trusted, for reasons or beyond reasons, and still: just caring and trying. Pray for the peace of the quietest of mothers, that she know and feel welcome to know how much more we’d like to hear her deepest will expressed.  This is the aspect of Leah, Athena. Screaming a truth so that all that lives can’t help but sing along.