#mama chola

[nfumbewalk]

Just Going Along With It

Think Santa may like this...

Just sitting here, gonna bullshit I guess. I'm listening to The Stones, having a bluesy time. They've been with me since I was born, basically. I know everything related to The Stones. LOL. I'm a library of Mick Jagger. My mom loved him. I'm Keith's girl. :) They're octogenarians now, which is weird, but I love them in spirit. They're young at heart and Mick is still having kids. Haha. Longevity reigns. And who am I to judge? Mick Taylor died, which is sad. Such a talent.

I finished the Santa Muerte tarot reading I had this morning. It wasn't too bad, actually significant for the client. I have a Santa Muerte channeling to do as well, a rather complicated one. Hopefully it works out well. Looks like the trabajos are starting to come in for the new year. Blessings to both Santa Muerte and Mama Chola. I am also thankful of a client who brings me continued blessings. You know who you are. :)

I'm going to have to make my major purchase of candles this month. I'm trying to decide whether or not I want to use tealights. I can get 400 of them. May last longer than my usual 288 (1 gross). I cannot stand all of the boxes that I get. These ones burn a good 7 hours. Sometimes more. I think I have plenty of holders, but I'll only use one to two per day, per altar. It isn't cheap but the altars need flames. I can use LED's as well. And I may just remember to get batteries today. Hopefully, I fucking wrote it on my hand. Ha! I have some really cool black LED's where the flame moves. It even reflects on the wall, which I haven't seen most LED's do before. My super cool LED St. Michael candle needs to be lit too, for my deceased family members.

Dunno, man. I stopped one of my medications and feel much better. Tons of side effects went away but my sleep is suffering. I mentioned it. Makes it really rough to want to take again. It is so ancient and just not a medication you want to take when you realize it causes so much negative crap. My stomach is better and my mouth ain't parched. I lost weight too. It is fooked up man.

Stranger and stranger still, I'm a conundrum wrapped up into a mystery. LOL. I'll just jam to The Stones.

<3M.M.<3

[yoruba-lovers-101]

[nspwriteups]

His Idol - Arulmozhi x Vanathi fic

A/N: my Vanathi spends a lot of time in her dreamworld and my Arulmozhi is a student at Vanthiyathevan's school of flirting😂

@thatacademic got me so excited I just had to write and post this as soon as got the idea

Inspired from 'Temple' fic by @rang-lo🖤

Everyone gathered at the sanctum of the Durgai temple were immersed in thoughts of devotion to Goddess Kali, welfare of the kingdom or praying for their loved ones. Well, everyone except Vanathi. Try as she might,she was not able to concentrate on praying to Kali Amma for not more than a few minutes. How can she when she is painfully aware of the presence of her yaanai paagan right behind her - the person who has stolen her heart and her mind and is refusing to give it back.She was not able to take her eyes off him when they were walking side by side on the streets greeting the people, when they were travelling on the elephant and certainly not now when they are standing so close that she was sure if she were to move he would notice.

But will he? He only smiled at her when they locked eyes at earlier times, he was pretty much oblivious to her gazing at him at other times. As much as he was oblivious to Kundavai's other companions desperately trying to seek his attention. Surely he would be praying to Kali Amma now, with his eyes closed and wouldn't even notice her looking at him one more time?

Emboldened by her own convictions, Vanathi scanned the crowd, majority of them had their eyes closed, others had their gaze trained upon the Goddess statue, lips silently chanting prayers.The pandit was loudly chanting hymns and doing aarti. Slowly she turned her head, very slightly that it cannot even be called a movement. Her eyes first landed on her Ilavarase's elbows, slowly trailing up to see his forearms, golden bangles, palms folded together, his face, his....eyes...opened and focused....on her.

This was the least she expected to happen so she found it almost impossible to break eye contact with him. He looked at her fondly with a small smile etched on his lips. She found herself returning the smile and slowly turned back, praying for the crowd to disperse already so she can run back to her chambers and melt in embarrassment.

The aarti was completed and now the pandit was handing out the prasad. Still, Vanathi could feel a pair of eyes at her back and looking back she wondered how long he had been gazing at her.

"Ponniyin Selvare, what are you doing?" She couldn't help but whisper

"Looking at my idol" he whispered back

"But the idol of Kali is over there"

"My idol is right here, next to me"

Her eyes widened at the remark, glancing at her yaanai paagan who was now grinning at her. Such honeyed words..where did he learn to talk like that?

"Ilavarase, when did you become such a tease?"

He tried to suppress his laughter, disguising it as a cough " You can thank Vanthiyathevan for it"

Of course, she should have guessed it. The Vana Clan prince and the Chola prince has been thick as thieves ever since their first meeting, so of course Vanthiyathevan would impart his expert knowledge to his newfound friend.

They remained quiet for some time.

"Vanathi" her heart skipped a beat when she heard her given name being uttered with so much care. " Can we meet after this? In the garden? Preferably without my Akka hovering over us and analysing our each word and reaction?"

She took a sharp intake of breath. A secret rendezvous? Behind Akka's back? How intriguing!

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her uyir thozi glancing at their direction. It was like Kundavai could sense they were talking about her. How was she going to evade her smart Akka? What would distract her? Or better yet who?

Vallavaraiyan Vanthiyathevan. Yes, who else is more qualified to distract her Akka than the charming and loyal prince who has already won Kundavai's heart with his " uyir ungalodayathu Devi" .

'Kamsa Mama' Vanathi thought 'You have to do one more favour for this Maya Kannan'

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[thereader-radhika]

3- Uncharacteristic Behaviours

Parts 1 , 2

It was midnight but it looked like morning due to the light of all lamps that were lit in and around the temple. Floral garlands of several colours decorated its walls and pillars. Cool breeze from the nearby river blew into the temple but the lamps miraculously stayed intact. Vallavarayan Vanthiyathevan gazed into the temple as he heard a sweet song.

Aazhi mazhai kanna! Onrum nee kai karavel Aazhiyul pukku mugarnndhu kodaarththeri Oozhimudalvan uruvam pol mei karuthu Paazhiyan tholudai Padmanabhan kaiyil ...

Some old women danced before the idol of Muraleedharan, holding flower garlands. Has he gotten so old that young beauties won't grace him even in his dreams? He closed his eyes and slowly massaged his aching neck. The women or the decorations were nowhere to be seen when he looked again.

A abstruse fear gripped his heart as he walked away, so he decided to go back. But a garland made of white lotus buds was floating against the current of the river. How is this possible? It stopped floating and sunk into the bottom of the river as Vanthiyathevan stood there transfixed. Then the dancers' prayers were answered and the rain drenched him.

No, it was his nephew, the crown prince, who poured a pot of water on him.

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". . . Ravikulamanikyam, Mummudi Chola devar, Kandhaloor Salai Kalamarutta Keralanthakan, Pandiya Kula Sani, Cholendrasimhan, Korajakesari, Tribhuvanachakravarti Konerinmaikondan Raja Raja-devar . . . "

Mama's and his titles were too announced as the royal entourage entered the captured palace. Appa squirmed as he heard the name 'Maduranthakar' again and again. Who asked paatti to name him after her runaway son? Young Maduranthakan still doubted if this was an elaborate prank they all pulled on him. How could a Pandya king grow up as the Chola emperor's son?

Appa asked mama to deal with the officials and ordered Madu not to disturb him unless it is an emergency before retiring to some chambers he claimed for himself. He pretended not to care but mama's nightmares have scared him too. Could this be a vision about impeding heavy rains and flooding? If it rains now, it will affect the movement of their reinforcements and supplies.

Madu entered his father's room and sat beside him. Why isn't he talking to the soldiers and commanders and cheering them up as usual? Is he upset about the the other Maduranthakan?

"Are you alright, appa?"

"I am. Give me a quick update on today's developments".

"Half of the aabathudavigal have escaped with the women and a prince who might lay claim to the throne. Velakkara padai met an old woman at the eastern boundary of the palace complex asking for 'Ponniyin Selvan'. People here really hate us but don't worry. Mama has written to athai to send reinforcements and supplies. I suggest a system of food - rationing until they calm down and more supplies arrive".

"Old woman?"

Maduranthakan was already regretting reporting it. It reminded him of the Singala Nachiyar who saved appa in his youth. Her story was so sad and unsettling. He stopped talking to girls after learning about her death. Hasn't Poonguzhali paatti too said that these girls have the bad habit of building castles in the air if handsome men treat them nicely? Though he isn't that handsome, what if they catch unnecessary feelings for him?

"Bring her here. No, it is impossible. I will order rationing until we secure our holdings. Don't mention a word to your mama. These aabathudavigal manage to do it every damn time".

What has come over his usually calm and composed appa? He might not be used to people turning against him but they will overcome this. Madu had no idea how to deal with this situation but what will the common soldiers think if their emperor is flustered like this?

"You are rambling, appa. Everything will be fine".

A strange expression appeared on appa's face. He looked naughty like the times when they used to sneak away from amma and athai and go on small adventures with mama.

"My son, it is the logistics and supplies that win wars. I have sent Aprameyan to take account of the food and grain reserves. Further orders will be issued on the basis of his report. You too assist him and learn to make such calculations. If I want any help from you, I will send for you".

If Maduranthakan had any doubts, they were quickly dispelled. Now he was sure that Appa is definitely up to some mischief. Does he expect him to make the list of rice and vegetables in the kitchen? He will show him!

‌Maduranthakan is the son of Vanathi and Arulmozhi. He would later take the name Rajendran. He is 14/15 years old in this fic.

‌Aprameyan is a general of Rajarajan.

Part 4

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[moon-880]

THE UNION.(part 1)

Everybody in the Chola kingdom was celebrating their beloved prince wedding. Many people travelled to Thanjai to see their price wedding with the Kodumbaloor princess.Everyone was aware of the fact that the Kodumbaloor princess was destined to be with Ponniyin selvan.The palace was decorated like a bride.

Few days earlier…

The Chakravarthy and his queen Vanavan Madevi were discussing about their late elder son desire to bring them to the Golden Palace in Kanchi. They came to a conclusion to wed their youngest son and go to Kanchi. Kundavai was excited and happy as her dear brother would marry her uyir thozhi. Soon the elders discussed the marriage with Periya velar and started to arrange the wedding. Kundavai was eager to send this news to her brother and started going to his chamber. As she entered she saw him near the window. “ Thambi, what are you thinking?’’ As arulmozhi heard his akka, he replied,” Nothing,akka. Do you want to say something?” “Yes, Appa and Amma have discussed your marriage with vanathi.They-” “What? Are you sure?” he replied as he couldn't believe. “Yes, your wedding is after two weeks. And we have already started the arrangements.” “Do Vanathi know this?” He asked Kundavai. “ Velar mama have already told her about the wedding and she agreed.” Kundavai replied as she saw her brother was worried.”Arulmozhi,what happened to you? Why are you looking worried?”

“Akka, I want to talk to vanathi once!”

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[gabykatttt]

Pride month

Yay today is pride month Veneer said causing Ritz to wake up.

You’re really excited aren’t you Ritz said letting out a chuckle.

Of course I am why wouldn’t I be Veneer said kissing Ritz on the cheek.

Just asking cupcake Ritz said kissing Veneer’s forehead.

Let’s get ready for the parade and the concert I’m having Veneer said.

Alright I’m going honey Ritz said getting of the bed.

Veneer smiled getting of the bed as well.

Time skip

Wuz up Mount Rageous ready to have some pride fun? Veneer asked.

The fans cheered loudly.

Alright let the show begin Veneer said as the song started playing.

Veneer 🎶🎤

It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital "H-I-M" (M, M, M)

Just put your paws up

'Cause you were born this way, baby

My mama told me when I was young

"We are all born superstars"

She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on

In the glass of her boudoir

"There's nothing wrong with loving who you are"

She said, "'Cause He made you perfect, babe"

"So hold your head up, girl, and you'll go far

Listen to me when I say"

I'm beautiful in my way

'Cause God makes no mistakes

I'm on the right track, baby

I was born this way

Don't hide yourself in regret

Just love yourself, and you're set

I'm on the right track, baby

I was born this way (Born this way)

Ooh, there ain't no other way

Baby, I was born this way

Baby, I was born this way (Born this way)

Ooh, there ain't no other way

Baby, I was born this way

Right track, baby

I was born this way

Don't be a drag, just be a queen

Don't be a drag, just be a queen

Don't be a drag, just be a queen

Don't be (Don't be, don't be)

Give yourself prudence and love your friends

Subway kid, rejoice your truth

In the religion of the insecure

I must be myself, respect my youth

A different lover is not a sin

Believe capital H-I-M, hey, hey, hey

I love my life, I love this record and

Mi amore vole fe yah (Same DNA)

I'm beautiful in my way

'Cause God makes no mistakes

I'm on the right track, baby

I was born this way

Don't hide yourself in regret

Just love yourself, and you're set

I'm on the right track, baby

I was born this way (Born this way)

Ooh, there ain't no other way

Baby, I was born this way

Baby, I was born this way (Born this way)

Ooh, there ain't no other way

Baby, I was born this way

Right track, baby

I was born this way

(Way) Don't be, don't be

(Way) Church

Don't be a drag, just be a queen

Whether you're broke or evergreen

You're black, white, beige, cholo descent

You're Lebanese, you're orient

Whether life's disabilities

Left you outcast, bullied, or teased

Rejoice and love yourself today

'Cause baby, you were born this way

No matter gay, straight, or bi

Lesbian, transgendered life

I'm on the right track, baby

I was born to survive

No matter black, white, or beige

Chola or orient made

I'm on the right track, baby

I was born to be brave!

I'm beautiful in my way

'Cause God makes no mistakes

I'm on the right track, baby

I was born this way

Don't hide yourself in regret

Just love yourself, and you're set

I'm on the right track, baby

I was born this way, yeah

Ooh, there ain't no other way

Baby, I was born this way

Baby, I was born this way (Born this way)

Ooh, there ain't no other way

Baby, I was born this way

I'm on the right track, baby

I was born this way

I was born this way, hey

I was born this way, hey

I'm on the right track, baby

I was born this way, hey

I was born this way, hey

I was born this way, hey

I'm on the right track, baby

I was born this way, hey

Same DNA, but born this way (Hey, hey, hey)

Same DNA, but born this way (Hey, hey, hey)

The fans clapped as the another song started playing.

Veneer 🎶🎤

Mmmm mmmm

Never gets old no matter how much I'm told

I'm amazin', you're amazin'

Hard to get tired when I'm always on fire

I'm blazin', ooh, you're blazin'

All my greatness

It doesn't come for free (Yeah)

All my talent

It doesn't grow on trees

Take a breather (Ooh)

Then take it all away

If the top is where you wanna stay

You gotta work hard (uh-huh)

To make it look it easy

You gotta live fast

To keep makin' that money (ooh)

If you want to be as famous as me

You gotta work, gotta work, gotta work

Watch me work

Ooh, ooh

Ooh

Ooh, ooh

Go ahead and watch me work

Haters wanna be me or be with me

Yeah, they're f-f-freakin' (yeah, they're freakin')

I just keep on workin', lurkin', smirkin'

When they think that I'm peakin' (never peakin', yeah)

All my greatest

It doesn't come for free (uh-huh)

All my talent

It doesn't grow on trees

Take a breather (yeah)

They'll take it all away

If the top is where you wanna stay

You gotta work hard

To make it look it easy

You gotta live fast

To keep makin' that money (ooh)

If you want to be as famous as me

You gotta work, gotta work, gotta work

Watch me work

Ooh, ooh

Ooh

Ooh, ooh

Go ahead and watch me work

Ooh, ooh

Ooh

Ooh, ooh

Go ahead and watch me work

If the top is where you wanna stay

You gotta work hard

To make it look it easy (oh, easy)

You gotta live fast (so fast)

To keep makin' that money (ooh)

If you want to be as famous as me

You gotta work, gotta work, gotta work

Watch me work

Ohh ohh yeah yeah

The fans clapped their hands loudly.

After the concert

Wow Veneer you sounded amazing babe Ritz said closing the hotel door and locking it.

Aww thank you Ritzy Veneer said kissing Ritz on the cheek.

This was the best pride month parade I ever had with you Ritz said.

Me too baby Veneer said getting on the bed.

You wanna have some pride month fun? Ritz asked.

Veneer blushed but smiled.

Ritzy I thought you never asked Veneer said grabbing Ritz by the hand and went straight to the bathroom for some fun tonight.

Ritz blushed but smiled.

Update: I meant to post this since the first week of June cuz I know it’s Pride month and I wanted to write this so Happy Pride Month everyone

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[mashirabar]

𝑺𝑼𝑬𝑵𝑨 𝑬𝑵 𝑬𝑳 𝑩𝑨𝑹 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑹𝑨.

A través de las bocinas resuena reconocida melodía y te obliga a prestar atención: BORN THIS WAY de LADY GAGA. En el jukebox, el mensaje es claro. Se trata de una dedicatoria de ANÓNIMO para ROMAN AHN ( @romaahn ), LEO HIRANCHAI ( @leohiranc ), NA HYERIM ( @nayerimz ), CHOI BINA ( @binnas ), IM RIVER ( @irivcr ), HYUN YONGSAENG ( @yongsaengz ), AURORA REVELLO ( @aurovra ), YOON NAIN ( @y0nain ), HIROAKI RYOTA ( @hi0ta ) y CHOI JOSUN ( @cjosvn ).

It doesn't matter if you love him Or capital "H-I-M" (M, M, M, M) Just put your paws up 'Cause you were born this way, baby My mama told me when I was young "We are all born superstars" She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on In the glass of her boudoir There's nothing wrong with loving who you are She said, "'Cause He made you perfect, babe" So hold your head up, girl, and you'll go far Listen to me when I say I'm beautiful in my way 'Cause God makes no mistakes I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way Don't hide yourself in regret Just love yourself, and you're set I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way (Born this way) Ooh, there ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way Baby, I was born this way (Born this way) Ooh, there ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way Right track, baby I was born this way Don't be a drag, just be a queen Don't be a drag, just be a queen Don't be a drag, just be a queen Don't be (Don't be, don't be) Give yourself prudence and love your friends Subway kid, rejoice your truth In the religion of the insecure I must be myself, respect my youth A different lover is not a sin Believe capital H-I-M, hey-hey-hey I love my life, I love this record and Mi amore vole fe yah (Same DNA) I'm beautiful in my way 'Cause God makes no mistakes I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way Don't hide yourself in regret Just love yourself, and you're set I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way Ooh, there ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way Baby, I was born this way (Born this way) Ooh, there ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way Right track, baby I was born this way (Way) Don't be, don't be, don't be, d— (Way) Church Don't be a drag, just be a queen Whether you're broke or evergreen You're Black, white, beige, chola descent You're Lebanese, you're Orient Whether life's disabilities Left you outcast, bullied, or teased Rejoice and love yourself today 'Cause baby, you were born this way No matter gay, straight, or bi Lesbian, transgender life I'm on the right track, baby I was born to survive No matter black, white, or beige Chola or Orient made I'm on the right track, baby I was born to be brave! I'm beautiful in my way 'Cause God makes no mistakes ('Cause God makes no mistakes) I'm on the right track, baby (Right track, baby) I was born this way (Born this way) Don't hide yourself in regret Just love yourself, and you're set (Love yourself, and you're set) I'm on the right track, baby (Right track, baby) I was born this way, yeah Ooh, there ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way Baby, I was born this way (Born this way) Ooh, there ain't no other way Baby, I was born this way I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way I was born this way, hey (Hey) I was born this way, hey (I was born this way, hey) I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way, hey (Born this way, hey) I was born this way, hey (Hey) I was born this way, hey (I was born this way, hey) I'm on the right track, baby (Right track, baby) I was born this way, hey Same DNA (Hey, hey, hey, hey) But born this way (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) Same DNA (Hey, hey, hey, hey) But born this way (Hey, hey, hey)

[billhawks]

It doesn't matter if you love him or capital H-I-M

Just put your paws up

'Cause you were born this way, baby

My mama told me when I was young, "We are all born superstars"

She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on in the glass of her boudoir

"There's nothing wrong with loving who you are"

She said, "'Cause He made you perfect, babe

So hold your head up, girl, and you'll go far"

Listen to me when I say

I'm beautiful in my way 'cause God makes no mistakes

I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way

Don't hide yourself in regret, just love yourself, and you're set

I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way (born this way)

Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way

Baby, I was born this way (born this way)

Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way

Right track, baby, I was born this way

Don't be a drag, just be a queen

Don't be a drag, just be a queen

Don't be a drag, just be a queen

Don't be (don't be, don't be)

Give yourself prudence and love your friends

Subway kid, rejoice your truth

In the religion of the insecure, I must be myself, respect my youth

A different lover is not a sin, believe capital H-I-M (hey, hey, hey)

I love my life, I love this record, and

Mi amore vole fe, yah (same DNA)

I'm beautiful in my way 'cause God makes no mistakes

I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way

Don't hide yourself in regret, just love yourself, and you're set

I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way

Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way

Baby, I was born this way (born this way)

Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way

I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way

Don't be a drag, just be a queen

Whether you're broke or evergreen

You're Black, white, beige, chola descent

You're Lebanese, you're Orient'

Whether life's disabilities left you outcast, bullied, or teased

Rejoice and love yourself today

'Cause, baby, you were born this way

No matter gay, straight, or bi', lesbian, transgender life

I'm on the right track, baby, I was born to survive

No matter Black, white or beige, chola, or Orient' made

I'm on the right track, baby, I was born to be brave

I'm beautiful in my way 'cause God makes no mistakes

I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way

Don't hide yourself in regret, just love yourself, and you're set

I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way, yeah

Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way

Baby, I was born this way (born this way)

Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way

I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way

I was born this way, hey

I was born this way, hey

I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way, hey

I was born this way, hey

I was born this way, hey

I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way, hey

Same DNA, but born this way

Same DNA, but born this way

I… don’t know what to say…

[carpblu]

It doesn't matter if you love him

Or capital "P-A-W" (W, W, W)

Just put your paws up

'Cause you were booped this way, baby

My mama told me when I was young

"We are all born booperstars"

She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on

In the glass of her boudoir

"There's nothing wrong with booping who you are"

She said, "'Cause He made you perfect, babe"

So hold your paws up, (crazy- minded) girl, and you'll boop far

Listen to me when I say

I'm beautiful in my way

'Cause paws mak no mistakes

I'm on the right track, baby

I was booped this way

Don't hide yourself in regret

Just boop yourself and you're set

I'm on the right track, baby

I was booped this way (booped this way)

Don't be a drag, just boop like a queen

Don't be a drag, just boop like a queen

Don't be a drag, just boop like a queen

Don't be (Don't be, don't be)

Give yourself prudence and boop your mutuals

Tumblr kid, rejoice your truth

In the religion of the insecure

I must be myself, respect my youth

A different booper is not a sin

Believe capital P-A-W, hey-hey-hey

I love my boops, I love this game and

Mi amore vole fe yah (Same DNA)

No matter gay, straight, or bi

Lesbian, transgender life

I'm on the right track, baby

The boop was made to survive

No matter black, white, or beige

Chola or Orient made

I'm on the right track, baby

The boop was born to be brave!

I'm beautiful in my way

'Cause paws make no mistakes ('Cause paws make no mistakes)

I'm on the right track, baby (Right track, baby)

I was booped this way (booped this way)

Don't hide yourself in regret

Just boop yourself and you're set (boop yourself and you're set)

I'm on the right track, baby (Right track, baby)

I was booped this way, yeah

[enchanted-moura]

Miss Cuba came as Oshun or Mama Chola, it’s very pretty 🌞🌞

[nfumbewalk]

Busy Critter! 💀

Three aspects of Santa Muerte, taken some time ago.

I'm a busy critter today. And I found out wonderful news! The steelhead fishies are coming back! The Native Americans told folks long ago to bust up a dam that was killing the steelhead population and they finally listened!! Yay! 😊 I love fish and hate ppl who mess with them. Still wanna be a fish doctor. Lol! Well, seriously, I would totally be an Ichthyologist and yes, I knew how to spell it. Geek! I'm a Chinook salmon lover. 💖 Yes, I eat them. Its the cycle of life.

Anyway, writing stuff today. I'm coming up with my own card set for divination. Very very simple. A kid could draw the images for me cos I cannot. The meanings are soooo easy. I've come up with 32 cards, well, there's numbers 1-10, then 22 picture cards. Reminds me of Lenormand cards but I'm trying not to mimic them. When ready, I'll get the blank cards from Amazon.

I don't know where the idea came from, but come to think of it, I was thinking of Rodolfo and he fluttered in recognition. So I think he inspired me. Especially because there's two "Muerto" cards. His presence has been really strong lately. He says this is the time of year that he had his accident. When he was In the military - he mangled his right hand. Guess it was bad enough to get discharged because he couldn't work his job. He says he nearly lost two fingers. I haven't seen his hand yet. Scared to! I'm not weak, I just hate to think or see that he got hurt. My empathy goes nutters.

Today i saw a real good edge of *white* freaking hair on my head! I wasn't quite ready for that. Who is? 😅 Gen X getting old! Though my husband has an almost white beard and tendrils of white in his dirty blonde hair. All MY fault!! Lol! He's five years my senior but fuck, I know that dealing with my shit aged him. Funny thing is that it took my dad forever to go grey and even at the time of his death, he still had a lot of black hair and under his beard??!!

He barely aged!! He looked like a much younger man, not a 74 year old. I really was floored. My family ages pretty good but we don't live that long. Its my dad's side, I think the Native American genes, because they age quite well. Ojibwe or Cree, not sure, but I lean toward Ojibwe more. Some ppl say I look Native, but I don't know. When i part my hair and put two braids in, yeah, I do. But I thought I heard Grandpa Ben say we were Cree. I'd love to know, but my family doesn't talk. We just don't. Its the generational gap.

Anyway, its just funny how all of this stuff I'm doing is coming together and I don't need a soul to teach me anything or initiate me! Ha! I think this is what my old Tata Antonio was alluding to years ago. He did tell me that I didn't need anyone. That I already had it in me. And he came to me recently and said he was really proud of what I was doing with Muerteria. Hmm. Yep, its all making sense now. Think I've been in the dark for a bit! 😂 Antonio said that I didn't need initiation. OMG. I'm so dumb.

I have been torturing myself for years. Don't need any of it! I don't need to ever wear white again!!! Yes! Woot! I'll only put it on my head for cleansings, that's it! I love white, just not clothing. 😆 i exclusively use white candles. Lol.

Sooo...I'm working on my Etsy shop. Not plugging it. I'm not even putting a link. Trying to figure out what sells. I put up a special Muerteria tarot reading. Hope it gets views. I updated all of my ads. I'm really just charging the most for the rituals because they are expensive to do and maintain for a month, some are shorter.

My Mama Chola Wealth ritual is the most money because I have to go to the river weekly and float an offering upstream. Plus her other offering is not appealing, and I also have to go outdoors for it and leave it by a tree. Palo "deities" or rather mpungo, like their offerings in nature. I remember going to the Siuslaw Nat'l Forest and leaving a steak for Zarabanda. That was definitely received! Even my husband Tom could feel it. It was like Zarabanda "shook" the land, almost felt like an earthquake.

I'm just trying to offer things that ppl are going to be interested in and can benefit from. I'm not into offering outlandish shit for a thousand dollars and then give no physical item? What's up with that? WTF is a chi ball anyway???!! That sounds New Age and fake. Ppl "give" those "chi balls" out a lot. How fucking dumb. I would want a real tactile item. I've done just digital rituals and I felt terrible. I'm no longer doing those. Readings, yes. Rituals, no. There are TONS of frauds on Etsy. Its Snake Oil version 2024! Utter fakes on Etsy - the lot of them. If someone says they can spiritually cleanse you without being WITH you - fraud! Run away!

Sorry but I'm old school. Before the internet. I learned magic from paper. Something called a book. The internet is full of trash information. Learn discernment before attempting to learn online. It doesn't hurt to read a book. Try a book more than 30 years old. Most of my good books are more than 50-60 years old. Old info? Not really because modern books just steal from my favorite old books! 😂 And flagrantly, without citing their sources.

There is a great book with tons of information. Its not horribly rare. Amazon can hook you up. "A Treasury of Witchcraft," by Harry Wedeck. Fun book if you really know what you are doing. Really useless if you don't. Hardcovers are spendy. My hardcover was under $10. This book is my go to for old effective spells.

You will find with old books that they are not politically correct, not inclusive and not sensitive to a lot of our issues of today. If that bothers you, avoid all books before 1980. Not saying that the 80's were good. But there were vast improvements. I know. Because. I've. Read. A LOT. Of books. 😉 I can give horrid examples of insensitive language that ppl used to use. But I just don't care myself. I care for others though, and that counts.

To end this old wind bags post? No beer until after noon o'clock. My mom's rule. Grandma popped her cap off at 10 AM. 😂 Sad but true.

M.M. 💖💀💖

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Isadora se une a House of Cholas en una Acción Solidaria por el Mes de la Concientización sobre el Cáncer de Mama

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Maayaiya Sol (Vanmozhi Two-Shot)

A/N: my very first Collab and the first of many with @thatacademic. Thanks @arachneofthoughts for the idea of Arulmozhi's every confusion disappearing the moment he sees Vanathi's Rakshasa Mamane dance 😂 Happy reading everyone.

"Come Thambi, we were waiting for you," Arulmozhi smiled at his Akka's words and seated himself in the settee next to Vanthiyathevan, acknowledging the latter with a nod and then turned his attention to the person sitting opposite to him, next to Kundavai. Vanathi felt his gaze on her and looked up, smiling wholeheartedly and was happy to see the gesture returned, so much so that she almost missed Kundavai telling her something. 

"....will you, Vanathi?" 

She stared at Kundavai, bewildered as to what conversation she was being a part of. 

"Forgive me Akka, I missed what you were saying," she said with an apologetic smile.

"In which world were you immersed in, Kanne? " Kundavai asked rhetorically while sending a quick glance at her Thambi. " As I was saying, the poojari from the local temple came to see me in the morning. There is going to be a mahapooja for the presiding Krishna deity in the temple and he asked me to be a part of the celebrations. Maybe you can come with me, Vanathi?" 

Vanathi nodded her head.

"I would like to make a suggestion, Devi," Vanthiyathevan chimed in. " Since every Samantha king from all over the Chola Kingdom will be present there, how about we present a spectacle for them on behalf of the empire? It will simply be beautiful, not only will everyone be aware of Chola Samrajya's boldness but also its elegance and grandeur." 

"That's a wonderful idea! " Kundavai joined in and soon they were talking of the various performances they could organize, so engrossed in their conversation that Arulmozhi wondered whether they were aware of his and Vanathi's presence. 

" I know what I want to see. A certain Ilavarasi enacting Lord Krishna," Kundavai said teasingly.

“Akka!” Vanathi blushed, forcing herself to not peer at Arulmozhi’s reaction to his sister’s statement. 

"Ah yes, I remember that. That was when I first met you two. And also the first time I realised I have a penchant for acting" Vanthiyathevan said, proud of his own praise. " Kodumbalur Ilavarasi was exceptional as Maya Kanna.”

 Vanathi was overwhelmed by the compliments, and she shyly gazed at the ground, not noticing Arulmozhi’s gaze find her in that same second.

Arulmozhi continued looking at all the three faces, though his main vision was a shy Vanathi, his surprise growing, as he watched this conversation like a spectator. 

"Maya Kannana?"

He knew his elder sister had caught the curiosity in his tone, if her indulgent smile was any indication.

"Yes my dear Thambi. My Uyir Thozhi was truly beautiful in that role and Patti was extremely proud and happy with her performance, as was the entire audience," Kundavai said

"Yes Ilavarase, you once asked why we call each other Maya Kanna and Rakshasa Mama occasionally, this is the reason," Vanthiyathevan replied. “We ended up dancing together.”

Arulmozhi glanced at Vanathi who was still blushing and smiling at all of them. He has heard of Vanathi's talent in music and dance, courtesy of his Akka mentioning it several times during every and any conversation, but he has never seen her dance in person. And now that he has heard even more about it,causing his curiosity to reach its peak. Added to it, the fact that even Vanthiyathevan has seen and danced along with her? He hated to admit it, but he suddenly felt a flash of envy inside him. 

How did Vanthiyathevan get to dance with Vanathi when he had never even seen her perform?

“Maya Kannane, did you also learn the song for it?” Vanthiyathevan now, completely enthused about his idea.

“She helped write it, Vanthiyare,” Kundavai said proudly, patting a blushing Vanathi’s head affectionately. Arulmozhi raised an eyebrow, now intrigued beyond comprehension. He had always known that Vanathi was very talented, but he had not expected her to have helped write a song completely. 

“Akka, you and Patti were the main writers. I just helped a little,” Vanathi said bashfully, meaning every word that came out of her. 

“It is your generous spirit that makes you say so, Kanne,” Kundavai shone in the light of pride that she had in Vanathi, reflecting like lamps in her orbs, stunning Vanthiyathevan again.

“Akka, how can I dance like that?” Vanathi shied, continuing. “The original dance was for celebrating the birth of Bhagavan Krishna at Pazhayarai.”

“It was. But Vanthiyar is right. We do need to express the elegance of Chozha Naadu, and you are the crown jewel, Kanne,” Kundavai said gently. 

“But Akka…”

Arulmozhi could see the reluctance on Vanath’s face to perform, and though he did not know why she did not want to perform, he wanted to make an attempt to get her to perform. If she still refuses, he will let the matter lie. 

“I think that would be great,” stated Arulmozhi calmly, though he could feel his heart beat fast at the thought of seeing her dance.

Vanathi looked at Arulmozhi,her eyes widening. Her main reason for not wanting to dance was to ensure Ponniyin Selvan knew she was not trying to catch his attention with her skills, but only with her heart. 

“Akka has praised your skills heavily, Devi,” Arulmozhi continued, pouring his earnestness into words. “So much so that my curiosity has been aroused. Please consider performing.”

Vanathi blushed, bending her head down before looking at Arulmozhi again, nodding shyly.

“I will dance. I only request Vanthiyar to also join me.”

*****

Vanathi stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her clothes for the thousandth time. She knew she looked beautiful in her Maya Kannan avatar, with the blue and pink robes, the bejewelled belt and necklace and other ornaments and above all the big Jasmine garland and the peacock feather tucked in the pink turban on her head. But what will Ponniyin Selvan think? Will he love her look? Or will he also mock her like Kundavai's other companions who take pleasure in teasing her? But then the rational part of her brain awakened. Why am I thinking so much? I am just going to pretend he is not there, that this is Janmashtami celebrations again with Kundavai Akka and Patti watching me and Vanthiyathevan dancing with me as Kamsa Mama. Yes. Otherwise I'll faint for sure. Oh Krishna! Watch over me. 

As Vanathi was immersed in her thoughts and prayers, Kundavai came in. " Kanne, why are you already in your outfit?" Kundavai asked confused.

" Akka, I was just trying it out" Vanathi turned around to face her Uyir Thozi

"Don't worry Vanathi. I'm sure he won't be able to take his eyes off you" Kundavai said teasingly and both of them giggled. " Now change quickly Kanne, there are some young girls who have arrived from the neighborhood to join your performance. Let us go and see them"

*********

Arulmozhi walked along the corridor, to any other onlooker it might seem the Ilavarase was supervising the ongoing activities for the Pooja. But his eyes were actually searching for the Kodumbalur Kula Vilakk. Where has she gone? A little far off he saw Vanthiyathevan standing in the balcony, leaning on the railing and looking down, a dreamy look in his face. 

"Vanthiyar" Arulmozhi called "What are you looking at?" Vanthiyathevan simply brought his index finger to his lips as an indicator to not make a sound and pointed down. 

Below them, Kundavai and Vanathi were playing with the little girls who have come to join her performance. Kundavai was seated with some girls around her and one sitting on her lap watching Vanathi  showing some dance mudras to another group of girls who were trying to imitate her. Arulmozhi smiled at the sight. It was truly heartwarming to see his Akka and her Sakhi so happy. 

"Beautiful" he heard himself remark

"She truly is" Vanthiyathevan said. Arulmozhi glanced at him and followed his line of vision. It was clear Vanthiyathevan eyes directly fell upon only Kundavai who was laughing with the girls and looking proudly at Vanathi. Arulmozhi cleared his throat and that seemed to make Vanthiyathevan snap out of his dream world. " Ummm..I meant they are looking very beautiful Ilavarase, and I'm sure the programme is going to be a success as well. I was just wondering who my Rakshasa minions would be. The last time, the minions I got were adamant in turning my head the other way whenever I tried to look at Iliya Piratti" he said with a huff of annoyance. 

Arulmozhi smiled and resumed looking at the gathering below, particularly the dancing diva in the centre of the group. It is said that Krishna was known as manmohan (winner of hearts) .And it seems this girl has already won his heart before donning the Krishna costume.

*************

The event Arulmozhi was waiting for was nearing, and he found himself excited for the day, wanting to see Vanathi sing and dance. He had also not seen her much, which did frustrate him a little, as he had gotten used to seeing her with Kundavai often. 

He did understand that she had chosen to also take over the organization of everything, including the other dramas that will be presented. 

But he wanted, no, needed to see her.

As he wandered around the palace, wondering how he would accomplish meeting her, he heard the faint sound of her sweet voice. 

Without any compunctions, he took off in that direction, needing to see Vanathi at least once. He came upon the open corridor, and spotted the clothes before he saw her.

Vanathi stood in light blue, her eyes quickly moving across all the garments in front of her, the seamstress smiling patiently. 

“Ammai, do you have a more mustard colour for the children? I think the bright yellow will clash with the open space, as we are not dancing under trees for it to contrast,” Vanathi said, pursuing the garments. She held up a colour with a smile. “Like this one, Ammai.” 

“I do, Ilavarasi. Should I use that for the children then?” 

“Please do. They are meant to bring the Ilaya Piratti at the start of the program as a sign of the one who has organized everything,” Vanathi said smiling. 

“Yes Devi. Are you still wearing the same robes you did for the Krishna Jayanthi festival?” 

“I am Ammai. Akka has a couple additions she wanted to try out, but all of that is within my own sarees,” smiled Vanathi. “I am trying to reduce your work, not add to it.” 

Arulmozhi had to smile at this interaction, Vanathi’s natural kindness was one of the things that made him feel she was right for him. 

“We are blessed to work with you and Ilaya Piratti, Ilavarasi,” said the seamstress, her eyes and tone so genuine that Arulmozhi was curious as to what else Vanathi had done. 

“It is all the blessing of Periya Piratti, Ammai,” Vanathi demurred. “If those are chosen, and we have fixed the Shakuntala drama clothes, we are done, Ammai. Will you be there for it?”

“Of course, Ilavarasi. None would miss your dancing and singing, it is a double treat for us,” said the seamstress, making Arulmozhi think that it was for him too.

“Ammai, it is all Ilaya Piratti’s teachings.”

“And your acceptance of it, Devi. You and the Ilaya Piratti are like the body and shadow, always together, and always one in everything you do.”

Vanathi smiled and blushed, helping the seamstress with her things, despite the latter protesting. Arulmozhi’s heart both thudded and melted at the natural compassion that flowed in her, his love shining like the Sun, the dynasty he descended from. 

The next morning 

The mandap in the temple was decorated as an open stage for the festivities. As Arulmozhi reached, the audiences were filling in, seating themselves in front of the stage. There were  seats placed on a podium behind them reserved for the royal family. He greeted his Patti who was already seated and sat beside her. He looked around, expecting to see Kundavai, Vanthiyathevan or even Vanathi..no his Maya Kannan. But to say he was disappointed to see noone around was an understatement. 

"Kanne, are you looking for someone?" He heard his paatti ask him. 

" Yes paatti. I am looking for Akka and Vanthiyar" he said, still wondering where they have gone.

"Only Akka and Vanthiyar?" He looked at his Paatti at her retort, smiling sheepishly. 

Just then the little girls who are performing in the spectacle started arriving on stage, receiving the applause of the audience. He saw the girls get into their arrangement but still failed to see the main dancer. Where is she? Has something happened to her? His curiosity was now replaced with concern. The next minute he heard a flute playing and saw the audience gasping and pointing upwards. He also looked up and widened his eyes at the sight as the song performance started. 

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Will be continued in the next part

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🎶baila, baila, Cachita! Cachita la caridad

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QUIEN ES ZARABANDA

Existen múltiples incógnitas respecto a Zarabanda es principalmente una prenda o Nganga. Además, se destaca por su agresividad y su firmeza al actuar, cumpliendo todo lo que se pide. Es unos de los Nkisi principales de la religión conga, ya que suele ser bastante agresivo y firme su figura. Prenda de que una manera puede simbolizar la energía y fuerza asociada al trabajo y a la determinación de las acciones. Se sincretiza nuevamente con OGGUN cosa que no le veo relevancia solo por un caldero de hierro.. no deberia de existir ese sincretismo en la religion como anteriormente lo e mensionado que es una mala enseñanza, pero bueno es un paracito de nunca quitar.

En el Palo Mayombe, tuvo la oportunidad de vencer todos los obstáculos que se interponían en su camino, gracias a su persistencia, su gran corazón, así como su inteligencia. Ante esto, es nombrado Rey, donde se convierte en un fundamento con muchísima fuerza y en el que pueden estar encerrados todos los secretos relacionados con la naturaleza. ,

Posee una eficacia para realizar trabajos que se destacan por su rapidez y potencia, por lo que Sarabanda en el nkisi malongo es otorgada solamente por el Tata o Sacerdote de la religión, debido en cierta medida por su poder de destrucción.

Zarabanda en Palo Mayombe tiene cantos en específicos, así como sus distintos tipos de firmas y conmemoraciones. Una vez se hace entrega a la persona, el mismo debe ser enseñado para que cuide, trabaje y si desea, enseñe en relación al nganga. Es un trabajo personal, que si bien se desea puede ayudar a otros por lo que su carácter espiritual puede ser diferente, pero al igual de poderoso, independientemente del creyente o miembro familiar.

Ahora bien, una vez entendido que la zarabanda es tanto un fundamento como un nganga, la misma corresponde en relación a las deidades Así como también de las guerras y responsable de la destrucción de los mundos. Ahora bien, el tata o sacerdote de la religión, es quien se encarga de otorgar la fuerza que la Zarabanda en Palo Mayombe va poseer. Esta deidad es sin duda alguna la preferida por los tatas. Esto debido a su carácter destructivo que responde rápidamente ante lo que se le pida, sin dejar abiertas o inconclusas las obras que se le soliciten a este entremarcado dentro de la mitología del Congo. Su poder y envergadura le otorgan el reconocimiento como el guerrero más fuerte.

es necesario hacer referencia a la leyenda que permite la creación de este nganga de poder y eficacia. Siendo así, la leyenda se ubica en que la Zarabanda en Palo Mayombe al saber que se encontraba perdiendo la capacidad visual, temiendo saber que tal vez se le haría imposible continuar su trabajo de brujería, optó por adentrarse en el monte Mayombe. Es cuando a manera de internado realizó un trato con Endoki, para que el mismo le otorgara el privilegio de continuar con el trabajo espiritual.

Dentro de este orden de ideas, Sambí, quien es otra deidad dentro de la cultura Mayombe, se percató de los planes que tenía Zarabanda. Por ende, se dedicó a buscar la manera para sacarlo del monte y permitir que este regresara nuevamente a la tierra, puesto que el mismo representaba un alto peligro. Es por ello que gracias a su sabiduría y curiosidad, el mismo podría calar hasta hacerse un ser tan poderoso, cuya capacidad alcanzara realizar todo tipo de brujerías.

Una vez de regreso del monte, a Zarabanda se le obsequió el poder de la vista nuevamente. Gracias a ello, este recobró su seguridad para continuar ejerciendo sus distintos trabajos como herrero de la población. Siendo así, gracias a Mama Chola, Zarabanda retomó su vida y a ella se le otorgaron los fundamentos que había solicitado en función a su trabajo. Es decir, recibió la bendición por parte de todos los demás dioses, como su reconocimiento dentro de la cultura.