#mason temple

[thirst-for-boys]

[cinemedios]

Reseña | 'Ginny y Georgia' Temporada 2

La segunda temporada de 'Ginny y Georgia' mejora sobre su antecesora y consigue tener su propia identidad.

Hay nuevas relaciones y desafíos en puerta para Georgia y Ginny, pero los secretos del pasado siguen acechando y amenazan con destruir su apacible vida en Wellsbury. Hace ya casi dos años que llegó a Netflix la primera temporada de Ginny y Goergia, todo ese tiempo tuvimos que esperar para saber como iba a continuar la historia luego del tremendo cliffhanger al final. Y ahora que por fin ya lo…

[aquilas-designs]

The Future

Back in 2020 on the first day of the year, I posted this drawing titled Towards the Future. It featured my fursona and my two OCs Clint and Mason. It was a happy, celebratory drawing looking towards the new year. Little did anyone know what was about to happen.

Since then, I’ve moved on from Clint and Mason and onto other characters. But even though I don’t draw them anymore, I still hold them as quite precious to me. Drawing them helped me to experiment a lot in my first couple of years of drawing, and they helped me find my footing in the art field. I’ll never forget them, or their respective casts of characters. Even if I never draw them again, they’re still important to me.

Here in the future I drew us running towards three years ago.

[stellabyystarlight]

Drew fanart of all hypmic divisions!! (in their flava outfits hehe)

[tenshiartss]

hypmic shitpost redraws compilation

[katchevio]

Spit out all your emotions You'll find every reason Right here to lay it out in the open Even if our bodies are ground to dust We'll spit in the face of the heavens No limit to our ascension How many reasons do you have by now To be a chicken and drop out? Win, steal, make a get away Let out everything built up inside A fearsome fight against those on high Hypnosis Mic The spark that binds rhyme and rhyme Is focused and refined by our minds

Glory or Dust

I had a moment last year where I was possessed to draw everyone in this style, while also retaining the organized chaos of the song.

Truly one of the best.

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[metal-district]

[tardigradetv]

Watching this was a wonderful experience!

Love them so much!

[eljeebee]

Pilgrimage

“Why the long face, Arvin?” Mason asked.

“Yeah, do you hate us being here?”

“What! N-No!” Arvin sputtered.

Mr. Covey, who was fixing himself coffee, let out a chuckle. “Don’t mind Arvin. Miss Lee next door sent us a notice that she’d be away on a vacation in Selvadorada. We drove her to the airport earlier. He’s been like that ever since.”

“AWWWWW, Vinny boy you miss her!”

“Kali!! Shut it!!” Arvin’s groans were muffled as he buried his head in his arms.

On the first week of Spring, Lavender received a letter from the Selvadorada Monastery, forwarded by the Union of Sages. It wrote,

“To Miss Lavender Lee,

I am writing to inform you that the Seekers of the Watcher designated our humble monastery to be Her Pupil’s pilgrimage site. We are honored to host this year’s pilgrimage, just as we are honored to have the Seekers reside in the monastery.

Please, write to me when is your intended arrival, so that we may prepare. We wait for you, Miss Lee.

Warm regards, Chief Monicus Lawa Song P.S. A monicus by the name of Lakandiwa Nasudi will wait for you at Puerto Llamante.”

When she received this letter, she felt ecstatic. She’s finally meeting with the Seekers – the people who had only communicated with her as whispers. Who would’ve thought they had faces, and not just voices in her head? I sound insane if I put it that way. She thought.

Lavender had been waiting for this. The Sages had told her before that there would come a time where she must meet with the Eyes of the Watcher. Sometimes, this meeting meant that trouble would come. Sometimes, it’s just meant for a Pupil to be trained by the Seekers. She doesn’t know what this year’s pilgrimage means. She hopes it’s just for training.

She stood in front of a statue of an old woman, in what seems to be a town square. She gazed at it. The imagery of the woman looked warm – welcoming.

“You must be Lavender Lee.”

“How did you know? I sure do hope my backpack wasn’t a dead giveaway.”

The man laughed. “We don’t get tourists at this time, kiddo.”

Lavender sheepishly smiled. “Yeah, I noticed.”

“I’m Lakandiwa Nasudi, a monicus of the monastery. Are you ready for another trek?”

Lavender gleefully nodded.

“You must be feeling nervous. This is the first time you’re meeting with the Seekers, no?”

“Yes…how did you feel meeting them?”

“They’ve been here since I came here, but to tell you the truth, it feels otherworldly to me. Imagine, Miss Lee, you’re walking along with the people touched by Her. It gives me so much faith and hope.”

“Is Selvadorada their home?”

“Yes and no,” Lakandiwa replied. They’ve reached the Belomisia trail. “They had complicated pasts, and they hailed from different countries…ancient countries. They chose to stay here in the monastery. The Seekers told us it’s because Selvadorada – and her people – are much closer to Her.”

“Oh yeah. I heard they practice the Omiscan religion, where the Watcher is a goddess, not the Smithsonian god. Is it true, Mr. Nasudi?”

“You’re the Pupil, aren’t you?”

She nodded.

“Then you must know.”

Lavender sheepishly looked down. “I’ve only talked to the Seekers…”

“Ah, then you must ask them.”

Lakandiwa spoke again after a moment. “I believe they chose Selvadorada as their home because Her presence is here. She is much closer here than any other parts of the world.”

She looked at him again. He continued, “There are nights that I feel as if she’d come down from the heavens. Those nights are the same nights the Seekers go out to commune.”

“What do you feel?”

“Love.”

By then, they’d reached a clearing where a building stood surrounded by water. Lavender gasped.

“Welcome to the Selvadorada Monastery, Miss Lee. Come!”

He led her inside, and when she got in, a view of a small courtyard greeted her. There’s a small structure in the middle, with incense holders and a plate of fruit.

Lakandiwa guided her to the stairs. “Come, come, I know you’re hungry.”

There were two women working at the kitchen. The younger woman noticed them. And this woman…She beamed. Holding out one finger, as if she’s saying, this will be quick!, the younger woman quickly placed the food she was preparing in a rice cooker. Then, she giddily went to them.

“Hello,” she greeted. “I’m Kashvi Argunas. You must be the Pupil.”

Lavender smiled. “Yes…”

She took notice of the woman’s eyes. Green, with hints of pink…like a salamander. Her ears? Pointy – like a vampire!

A vampire as a monk? That’s preposterous.

Lakandiwa must’ve noticed how her face twisted subtly. “She’s a vampire…if you find her ears peculiar.”

“I – uh – I can see that. I have quite the eye when looking at…uhm… the supernatural. I can see through their charms…so yeah…”

“Oh, but I’m not using any charms! I don’t hide.”

“That’s right,” Lakandiwa nodded. “Everyone here knows.”

“Every –”

The other woman suddenly said, “Kashvi, why don’t you show her the bedroom? Diwa, come help me.”

“You heard the Chief.”

Kashvi led her to the bedroom, “Follow me!”

[dushar]

Hypnosis Mic Linking Charms!

these charms can be rearranged however you like! want to show off your OTP? your favourite shuffle division? or just make a mega hypmic chain? everything is possible!

[boomratata]

HYPNOSIS MIC CONNECT THE LINE 8TH LIVE

MAD TRIGGER CREW

DOTSUITARE HOMPO

MATENROU

BAD ASS TEMPLE

BUSTER BROS!!!

Fling Posse

[thirst-for-boys]

[pandaglasses]

Hypnosis Mic - Summit of Divisions Polaroids

[fellow-weary-traveler]

Prince of Jerusalem 16° Morals and Dogma

Part VIII This, Freemasonry teaches, as a great Truth; a great moral landmark, that ought to guide the course of all mankind. It teaches its toiling children that the scene of their daily life is all spiritual, that the very implements of their toil, the fabrics they weave, the merchandise they barter, are designed for spiritual ends; that so believing, their daily lot may be to them a sphere for the noblest improvement. That which we do in our intervals of relaxation, our church-going, and our book-reading, are especially designed to prepare our minds for the action of Life. We are to hear and read and meditate, that we may act well; and the action of Life is itself the great field for spiritual improvement. There is no task of industry or business, in field or forest, on the wharf or the ship’s deck, in the office or the exchange, but has spiritual ends. There is no care or cross of our daily labor, but was especially ordained to nurture in us patience, calmness, resolution, perseverance, gentleness, disinterestedness, magnanimity. Nor is there any tool or implement of toil, but is a part of the great spiritual instrumentality.

[hometoursandotherstuff]

I love conversions, so thanks to Curieously for finding this telephone exchange building (1921) turned Masonic Temple (1952) turned residence (1996) in Portland, Oregon. 4bds, 4.5ba, $1.950M.

The entrance hall looks very Masonic Temple and industrial.

Come up the stairs to the kitchen. Looks like the island counter is a piece of board. Not loving that.

From the kitchen, a hall leads to the other part of the home.

There's this large room to the right of the hall.

Straight ahead is the spacious living room with original stage.

They have another little seating area on the stage.

This looks like a room with a daybed. These rooms are all very big and bright.

Cozy family room.

And, here's a 2nd kitchen that looks like it may have been the lodge kitchen.

On the other side of the wall is a kitchen table.

This may be the primary bedroom.

Here's a huge unused room. Looks like it has an office window.

A large room with a third kitchen.

Second bedroom.

Cute bath with a vintage tub.

The place is huge. Here's another hallway and more stairs.

These stairs lead to the basement that's partially finished.

This is still a stall bathroom from when it was a public space.

The basement has ample lighting so it's not creepy.

Can you imagine heating this massive place?

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

Honorable mention (vote “some other character” if this is your answer):

* Connor MacManus (Boondock Saints). Wasn’t enough room on the poll.