#real geode wall art

[awriterandabird]

not mentally ill enough to be fun for internet users to poke at, too mentally ill to be brushed off as "quirky", but just mentally ill enough to catch myself in yet another unending spiral of shame and agony!

wooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

(dont press read more unless you read those tags. im warning you.)

for the love of GOD please help? stop?

earlier someone asked how they could help i told them to give me space i don't want to explode i feel like i need the opposite of space but also if anyone comes close to me i want to golf them into the sun don't talk to me. don't perceive me please talk to me. don't leave me

i wish i could channel this into something productive (not that i think anyone would want to see that. there's better artists and better art. whats one more little fag on the internet making stories about depression and derealization and autism and burnout. i don't have anything new to add.)

today i went outside and i had trouble staying in my own head

for a while i was a father struggling to keep doing his job because 'reality' around me kept feeling weird and wrong and i remember punching a hole in the wall and i heard birdsong but the birdsong was real and i was back on earth (in my body) and the vignette around my vision was tangible. a fly landed on my arm and it made me yell. i was real suddenly- the veil was gone. i walked around and i looked at some things. i saw a weed growing in the cracks of the asphalt and i saw grass growing through a circle of rocks. at the fairy tree i found a perfectly round rock and wondered what was inside. i was back in the crystal shop- the one across the water- where the ferry took us i remember the perfect little geodes they sold i was back home i remember readying that hammer only to completely fuck up the swing and ended up pulverizing most of it. but i looked and the pieces were right there at the fairy tree. i thought about art and how i would portray things if i and i was that father again and i was struggling to explain i couldn't speak at all really even in the arms of my wife i fought myself and another voice (myself) and i told myself im not real and i told myself why do i feel like im stealing something from someone else and why do i feel like my life is over but it never started and i was in the backyard looking for my cat when the gate slammed. it slammed in the wind. im real again. the sun is still out. the neighbors just came back home- i saw their car pull in. im ashamed to keep wasting time outside, so i walk back in my house

i might have gotten the order of events wrong

does it matter

does writing it down even matter

im giving the void (at first i typed "voice") a recollection of something that doest matter

recorded here for all of time, wasting space on a server, rotting, festering.

who is this for is this for myself?

wouldnt it be easier if i just told the people in my real life what was going on,

no you know what shut the fuck up.

go get a job dumbass.

..yeah i feel like a right waste of space.

"look. walk-ins accepted. you can apply here too when you apply at [x] tomorrow" "tomorrow?" "what else do you have going on in your life?" we walked down the rest of the aisle in silence. i didn't have a reply.

"whats the difference between a psychologist and a psychiatrist?" "one can prescribe you drugs i think" "oh" we drove for 10 minutes in silence. i thought about my next question so carefully. i must have gone through dozens of iterations in that 5 minutes. i was the only one talking. during those 8 minutes i don't remember what the radio played. "which one of those two... tells you about if you have things in your head?" "what do you mean things in your head?" "like-" "like schizophrenia?" "yeah" "a psychiatrist i think. no? a psychologist. i forget" "yeah that's okay you don't know the answer, i probably should have researched myself, its kind of a lot of me to have expected you to have all the answers." "okay"

tomorrow i wake up. i have two options

>disappoint everyone (default option, no action required) >shut up, man up, get out of my room, become presentable, act Normal, interview at two different places, land a job, support the house, be a perfect functioning person

do i have an option

can i at least be a better person than writing a pathetic little vent longer than the colors of the sky. that no one cares about. that i wont care about in. fucking. whenever i can regulate my emotions again

wait will that even happen (someone made me go to type "(never)")

dear god. dear fucking lord. ive only been typing for. not long. it can't have been that long- less than half an hour- rollover just ended- but why the fuck did that person message me 6 times while im on DnD

aaaaaaaaaUGH i WANT TO GO. TO. BED.

WHY DO PEOPLE KEEP TRYING TO TALK TO ME

BUT THEY NEVER WANT TO TALK TO ME

7 messages

why cant we talk about nice things? i have nice things too- when i see them. in that other place. posting back and forth admiring each others stories and characters. i have that too. please. please can you talk to me

but then i swear like clockwork someone reaches out and i think no. not YOU. i want. THEM. (they don't exist) (they are a nebulous construct) what do i want. what do i fucking want. what do i care about? who do i care about?

im sorry. im so sorry. im sorry and i'll promise to respond to you. im sorry i know how it feels to be ignored i don't want to do that to you. im sorry i don't understand these things you send me. i don't understand

earlier tonight i failed once again to follow a simple request

(i keep looking up at those 7 unread messages)

i failed to follow it and i felt so. broken? useless? stupid? worthless? how can you expect someone _like me_ to get a job. to be _functional_

i dont even know if what i want to do is what i want to do anymore

all that time i spent in school. im sorry i wasted your time. im sorry im not going to amount to anything more than that. than this.

"they said they lost you in the system" "lost?? i. i submitted 3 times. under 'jay', under '[dead]', under '[last1]', under '[last1-last2]', i tried. i tried." -- "maybe they just don't want to hire me" "that's not it" "[z] got back to me that one time. do you remember?" "oh only a little-" "they said they're not hiring for night positions. even if on the website, the spot is still open. maybe if i just. replied back again and told them i'd do day anyways" "well, would you rather work at [x], or [y], or [z]?" "[y] i guess... not because i want to work in fast food but the benefits-"

the one blessing of tonight is that at least i haven't been super dysphoric. im too busy trying to claw back into my own body to be worried about whether or not it fits. i just need to be IN one

its been so hard to think of it as anything other than "the body", rather than "me". its. supposed to be "me" i think

whatever that means

my head is swimming again. i need to end this post

7 unread messages

i know i'll hit post, and i'll never see this passage again good riddance. maybe with all the bile ejected now i can actually be

something. i still dont know.

[geodedecor-blog]

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[hugsandchaos]

[I made this up with the Double Trouble art style in mind, so just remember that, please. I just wanted to see fanfics of that comic, so I decided to start that flame.]

It’s been about an hour since the sun had went down, and the lovely stars and distant galaxies shown bright in the dark sky. While Thor wanted to watch them, he had to clean up the market place with Loki, his little brother. It saddened him a bit that he probably wouldn’t be able to stargaze tonight since it’s probably take all night to clean it up. He heard Loki yawn a few times, but both of them kept going. They barley got any done, despite working for hours. It was quiet, which Thor appreciated, but it was also a bit odd to have a quiet moment around Loki. Until now, that is.”You sure you don’t wanna take a quick break? I think there’s a few comets.” Loki piped up, filling the silence with a less mischievous or sarcastic tone than usual.

Thor put the heavy piece of what used to be a wall into a boar bladder and turned around. Loki was pointing upwards and Thor followed his gaze, where three comets flew across the sky like glowing birds. After they disappeared, Thor spoke.”As much as I’d like that, we still have a job to do.” T said. Loki rolled his eyes and Thor could swear there was a small, dim glow in Loki’s eyes that disappeared after the comets did. That might’ve just been the glow of the comets, though.”Oh, come on! What’s a few minutes against hours?” Loki reasoned. Thor looked at the progress they made. Yes, it was very small compared to the whole mess, but it was a start, and they’ve been working on it for hours. Maybe Loki was right. Maybe they deserved a quick break. Thor walked to where Loki sat on a piece of debris and sat next to him with a frown.”Fine.” He pouted with his arms crossed. Loki smiled and pointed up to the sky, and a star that was smaller and more white than most of the other stars.”Look, I think it’s a white dwarf.” Loki said. Thor looked up at the star, then at Loki.”What do you mean by “white dwarf”?” He asked. Both of them and the area were dimly lit by the stars, but Thor could definitely read Loki’s expression to tell he looked a bit excited, but in a more innocent, childish way.”Sometimes, when a star dies, it becomes a white dwarf until the rest of its energy is burnt out. Although, it often depends on things like size and density. I think…” Loki trailed off as he reached into his pocket. He pulled out a small leather book and flipped through the pages until he found a specific one. Loki muttered under his breath as he read, then shut it and put it back.”Yeah, things like density and size.” He confirmed. He looked back up at the sky. Thor raised an eyebrow.

“What’s density?” Thor asked. He was a bit curious about the book, but he wanted to understand what the word meant.”A good example is a rock versus a geode. A geode is a bit more hollow, so it has less density.” Loki replied without looking away from the sky. Thor looked back up as well.

“…How many stars do you think there are?” Thor asked. Loki shrugged and held his hands out the way he did before conjuring something up with his magic. Thor looked down and watched in newfound awe as Loki formed a much smaller version of the galaxies above in the palm of his hands and showed it to Thor.”How many do you see?” Loki asked. Thor’s mouth gaped open at the sight, they even glowed just like the real things, just smaller. Thor looked at Loki, both of them slightly illuminated by the tiny galaxies. He thought Loki could only conjure up things like weapons and objects, not entire galaxies shrunken to fit in his hands.”How long have you been able to do this?” Thor asked. Loki shrugged again.”It’s not a big deal, really. It’s a simple trick once you get the hang of it.” Loki said. Thor didn’t question it more and looked back at the galaxies. The small ones, that is.

[So, did this inspire you to write your own fanfic of the Double Trouble comic? Please tell me it worked, please.]

[atarahderek]

Casita's Rooms: Another Head Canon

Key:

Pre-rebuild

Post-rebuild

Alma: Looks exactly the same pre- and post-rebuild.

Julieta: A really (I mean REALLY) nice kitchen that would make all the Food Network chefs drool, opening out to a flourishing herb garden. Her bed sits in a pavilion lit up by fireflies at night. The landing is where she keeps her dresser and wardrobe, but she has storage for a lot of other stuff in her kitchen. Post-rebuild: Mostly the same, but with more sitting areas in the garden and an extensive book collection of things not related to cooking or healing. Pepa: A false sky. The bed and other furniture give the appearance of floating on clouds, but there is a floor. It's well drained. The landing is where Pepa keeps ALL of her clothes, photos and other mementos. The anemometer is actually Félix's, and he finds it in the rubble of the house later. Post-rebuild: The room itself is more responsive to what Pepa wants at the time. She brings out the false sky when she wants or needs to, but otherwise it looks like an ordinary, albeit very fancy bedroom. Her dresser and furniture are much more waterproof. Bruno: Far fewer stairs, and they move now, but only when he wants them to. The Muisca motifs have been moved downstairs to the enclave around his bed, and are well lit by magical emerald sconces (think Earth Kingdom standard lighting, especially in Ba Sing Se). The images carved in his room are much less ominous, and the sand around Bruno's bed is as soft as a tropical seashore. Upstairs, the landing to his vision cave is made of gneiss, with appealing black and white striping. His vision cave is a geode with prasiolite (green quartz). Isabela: Looks a lot like Antonio's, but way thicker. You need either a machete or Isa to get beyond the landing of her room. Her bed is perched atop wax palms, and she's got vine hammocks strung everywhere. When she doesn't want visitors, her landing is lined with cacti and giant sundews. Luisa: An extensive in-home gym, with boulders and a lot of rock motifs. Her bed is extremely soft and covered in a menagerie of stuffed animals as big as Antonio's real menagerie. She especially loves unicorns. Post-rebuild: A spa, complete with hot tub and an adjacent gym. Her room is the most popular in the house. Julieta, Pepa and Félix are her most frequent visitors, and she learns how to give some seriously epic massages. Girls' nights between the granddaughters almost exclusively take place in Luisa's room. Mirabel: Her door has all her family's motifs. Inside is dimensionally transcendental just like the rest of the family's. She's got a big, fancy bed and TONS of storage space for her arts and crafts. Her walls are pretty much just shelving stocked with yarn and fabric, although she has one wall dedicated to photos and art of her family. She's got an army of mannequins and a mirror stage.

Dolores: Very soft and cozy in her sleeping area. Has a thick, plush carpet and high vaulted ceilings with exceptional acoustics. Has some soundproofing, but not enough to completely block out all sounds. The effect is completely negated when Dolores opens her window.

Post-rebuild: The whole room is completely soundproofed, and when Dolores does open her window, she hears only the sounds outside of Casita. The coziness from her first room extends to the rest of her new room, and only a designated area of her room is set up for acoustics. This is where she keeps and practices her musical instruments. The acoustics in this part of the room are so perfect that Camilo prefers to practice his own performances here.

Camilo: A small stage where his bed can be raised or lowered through the floor, and walls lined with mirrors. They are set up to allow himself to see himself from all angles, but otherwise are just ordinary mirrors.

Post-rebuild: The stage is bigger, his bed is in the greenroom, and the mirrors are funhouse mirrors (and greatly reduced in number). Sometimes he misses being able to raise and lower his bed through the floor, but he admits to sleeping better in the greenroom rather than surrounded by mirrors.

Antonio: No changes. His room was, in his opinion, perfect from the start.

[thessalian]

21 Questions Meme

Rules: Answer 21 questions and then tag 21 people who you want to get to know better!

I was tagged in this by @skybound2

Nickname: Thess online, Jan in real life

Zodiac: Aquarius

Height: 5′4″ish

Last movie I saw: I got about 3/4 of the way through The Wolf of Wall Street before I decided I could no longer take watching this bunch of degenerates.

Last thing googled: "D&D challenge rating calculator”

Favorite musician: ...Stop Sophie’s Choice-ing me! Right now I’m probably going to say Colm McGuinness because the man who wrote "Welcome to Wildemount”, which was so awesome that Critical Role asked to use it for the fan art scroll, deserves some love.

Song stuck in my head: I don’t remember the title or musician, but currently I have the song that I used to use for my D&D group video’s intro sequence.

Other blogs: I need to do more with @thesswrites, but beyond that I don’t keep a lot of side blogs.

Do I get asks: Every now and again. Not as many as I’d like.

How many followers?: 358. I generally purge the porn bots, but I may have missed a few.

Amount of sleep: Average on the weekdays - 6 hours. Average on the weekends - 10+ hours.

Lucky Number: How very arbitrary. No idea.

What I’m wearing: Rolling Stones nightshirt, purple robe with polka dots, bunny slippers (it’s 3am leave me alone).

Dream job: Anything writerly, preferably either novelist or lead writer for video games.

Dream Trip: Another tour of the US visiting friends I’ve made online. Ideally, getting everyone together at, like, Gencon or something so we could do the convention thing and huddle up in a hotel room roleplaying when we need a break from crowds

Favorite food: I’m a moody foodie - by which I mean that my favourite entirely depends on mood or dietary needs. I’m a big fan of red meat, though - largely because I am slightly anaemic and need the iron.

Play an instrument:I used to play saxophone a long time ago. I could probably pick it up again with practice.

Languages:English, intermediate French, pidgin Spanish. Pondering learning British Sign Language and Russian.

Random Fact: My name was a placeholder. I’m my mother’s only child, but my father’s eighth child from his third marriage (my father is waaaaay older than my mother, by the way), and when they were discussing names, my father insisted that I was going to have blue eyes because all his kids did and that I was going to be a girl because then he’d have four of each. So he wouldn’t discuss boy’s names at all and was holding out for Nadine. My mother, having just missed the hippie thing, wanted Dawn or Joy or Crystal, none of which my father liked. So they debated the whole thing through my mother’s entire pregnancy and finally my mother hit on, “Janet!” My father’s response to that was “Maybe”. So I was born and because they didn’t have anything else, I got the ‘maybe’.

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: Stacks of paperbacks, amber glass bottles and lit tea light candles, purple dice with sparkles and steel, bunny slippers and sensible steel-toed black boots, ace pride flag, footprints in snow, amethyst geode, beat-up and much-loved teddy bear

Tagging ... @lindira, @fauxfire76, @true0neutral, @emilreloaded, @ichithecupcake, @hyperewok1, @raceofhearts, @mayaminamoto, @maybethings, @fairyboydammit, @matovilka, @felitomkinson, @hyperbali, @joasakura, @ladysmaragdina, @mastro-soul, @novemberocean, @pibroch, @rubyvroom, @vehlr, @yamisnuffles

[sockknitterporg]

I Was Adopted by Aliens: Part 5

Chapter Directory

I had figured out that individual bedrooms were not a thing. They probably lived and slept in communal dormitories. Nonetheless they had done their best to make my room liveable, though their attempts made me more curious than anything.

There was a bed, similar to the one from the medical centre. There was a cabinet, which Robin was stashing my medicine in for me. There was a set of knitting needles and a large cone of purple yarn in there, too. Rose had come through for me. A taller cupboard had more clothes, identical sets of tunics that were just like theirs, plus leggings like my pyjama bottoms. I would have to explain shoes soon. My feet were horribly cold. Sadly, there wasn't room for much else.

The walls had wallpaper on them, hastily and recently applied. It was holographic, like our cheap 'holographic' toys, not like Star Trek. It glittered and sparkled, I felt like I was inside a purple geode. The light had two settings, one was the dim illumination I'd become used to. Apparently these beings preferred less light. The second one was a good brightness for reading and crafting, which Robin explained was leftover from it having been a closet. There was a bathroom directly across the hall, which they also said had been expanded with a full body cleaning light so that I could clean myself after sleeping. I wanted a shower, but that would do.

"This is amazing, Robin, thank you," I said, touched by their thoughtfulness enough to at least somewhat forgive Newton. "I'm going to need a toothbrush and toothpaste to clean my teeth with, and access to water for drinking and cleaning my teeth, but this is really wonderful."

Robin took a seat on my bed, which I didn't mind because it was obvious their leg was bothering them. "A worker will come by and you can explain everything you need to them. Do you like it? None of us know what you consider comfortable."

"It's different," I said, laughing softly. "Why sparkly wallpaper?"

"This is what we use on the walls of the dormitories, it's deeply soothing to us. We hoped you would feel the same."

"It's different, but it's beautiful, Robin, thank you." I looked up. The ceiling had been painted to look like the walls went up and up and up into darkness - the lights were set in the wall at shoulder height. "How is your leg doing?"

"Not well. The gash was very deep. The muscles were badly damaged, I'm going to limp for the rest of my life." They chittered, it seemed like a sigh given the feeling it gave off. "But I will live. Not many do, after an injury like that."

I was aghast. It had been an awful cut, but lifetime damage? Nearly fatal? "Really? It didn't seem that bad to me..."

"That must be how you stayed calm. You didn't realise how bad it was."

I doubted my memories. Had it really been that deep? Then again their legs are very narrow, maybe it was easier to damage them. "I'm glad you lived, Robin."

"Are you sure? The last time we spoke you had an awful reaction. What happened?"

"I am sure I'm glad you lived, Robin. But the things you said about my religion hurt my feelings very much. I started crying, it's something humans do when we feel extreme sadness," I explained.

"I didn't mean to make you sad. I just don't want you to have to believe in superstitions to feel safe. The family will protect you now."

I sighed. This was going to be hard. "Do your people have art? Or music?" They had to have some concept of art, the trick perspective on my ceiling was amazing.

"Yes, but what does that have to do with superstition?"

"When you see an amazing piece of art or hear wondrous music, does it make you feel a certain way?"

"Yes, different music carries different emotions." They seemed to understand that I was going somewhere with this.

"But you can't take a piece of music down to the laboratory and measure the emotions inside of it."

"No, I suppose not."

"Religion is more than superstition. Religion means that I believe in a thing that we can't prove is real or not. But choosing to say 'I believe in this, I think this is real' makes me feel things, good things, that make it easier for me to choose to be kind, makes it easier for me to have hope for the future. Just like a song can make you feel happy or hopeful."

Robin fluttered their hands at me, and I had to ask. "What does that gesture mean?"

"I'm listening, please continue."

"That's really all there is to say. Religion is something that adds to my life, rather than takes away from it. I'm honoured to be welcomed into your family, and I'll do what I can to help out where I can, but my religion is part of me, like a favourite song. You don't have to believe in what I believe, or even understand it, but you have to understand that it's not changing or going away."

Robin made an o shape with their mouth. "I...will leave you be about it, but I'm not changing my clothes because you think they're unlucky or anything superstitious."

"It's not like that. That's a superstition. Religion is 'there are entities that you and I cannot see, and those entities want us to be kind to each other'."

"Why can't we see them? Are they only visible in a different spectrum?"

"I don't know the science behind it, Robin, but humans have been trying for centuries to prove or disprove the existence of 'gods' and we still haven't proved either way that they do or do not exist."

"Why not?"

"Absence of evidence is not evidence of absence. I can't prove they exist at all, but no one can provide actual evidence that they're not real besides anecdotal 'well I haven't seen them'."

"Anecdotal evidence isn't proof." It seemed I'd gotten Robin on my side with science after all. "But what if one day someone did have proof that it was all a hoax?"

Usually I associated that question with the militant atheists who would then use it as a springboard to push their agenda. But I trusted Robin, they seemed mostly just curious about me. "I think I would be very sad. And I'd spend a lot of time going over it, looking for faults in their research. But if it was really true? I think I would keep telling the stories of the gods, just as fictional stories I find meaningful instead of as truth."

Robin made that o shape again. I think it's equivalent to a nod. "Do you want to see more of the ship? Or do you want to be alone now?"

"I need to rest, but thank you. You said a worker would come by later?"

"Yes, and then they can show you around so you can find the social room. We're working on a tablet that will work with your eyes, so you can access the ship's computer, too. Can you see in infrared?"

"No, and not in ultraviolet, either, but I think everything between the two. I'm not sure, I don't remember much of my science classes."

"Really? I'll tell the Patriarch, maybe we'll repaint the signs in your light spectrum. Or something. You might need a guide around the ship for a while."

"We'll figure something out, Robin, don't worry. But I'm going to take a nap, I think."

[jeodartresinart]

Geode — An Art to Add Aesthetic and Positivity to Your Place

Geode Artwork is sweeping the internet these days. If someone has a question about how can they make their décor look aesthetic, the answer ends with Geode Paintings.

Geodes are hollow, spherical rocks with quantities of mineral substance (that may include crystals) enclosed within them. Geode resin art form takes inspiration from real geodes and creates beautiful art from crystals, resins, colors and supplies. Depending upon the complexity of the work, it may take days to several weeks to create one artwork of Geode paintings.

Interior these days have gained a lot more important than it used to. People now do give importance to how their house looks from the inside. Even if not very lavish, they do want something unique and refreshing. Although our income has economic stability has increased, the happiness index still isn’t doing very great. Having a refreshing look in the house gives one a lot of happiness and positivity. Good furniture, aesthetic paintings are known to be one of the greatest stress busters.

Crystals are known to extract negative energies from their surroundings and fill them with positive vibes. Thus, they are much appreciated these days. It is another reason for Geode Paintings to become the new trend. Real crystals are used in these paintings that do not just color pop your wall but also give you all the positivity you might need.

Geode paintings come in a variety of sizes and shapes. They can be hung on the wall, placed on an easel or even placed on a shelf. You may decorate the house in whichever way you like. The art form uses a different kinds of crystals and gemstones. For example, if you are a lover of emerald, you would love to have the Emerald Isle Diptych on your wall. The piece has a very royal look with emerald and crushed glass used while creating it. The gold borders add up to the royalty of the work. The work also has a matte finish, thanks to the raw wooden edge. (https://jeodart.com/products/emerald-isle)

If you are looking for a healing stone, you’d know that quartz is known for its therapeutic properties. It is regarded as the mineral kingdom’s most potent healing stone capable of treating any ailment. It works amazingly for manifesting and channeling. Thus, the golden globe painting would suit you the best if you are looking for something with quartz. It includes seven gold-dipped real quartz crystal points surrounded by white pebbles. The metallic gold inlay gives a worn appearance. Gold glitter lines and glasswork add a touch of glitz. (https://jeodart.com/products/golden-globe).

A very crazed-about crystal these days is amethyst. The reason for this is the range of abilities that amethyst possess. It is a natural sedative that soothes impatience and relieves anger. This purple stone is known to promote psychic powers by activating spiritual consciousness. They say that amethyst can clear all the negative thoughts out of your head and bring out sincerity and spiritual insight. Thus, artworks with amethyst are a gem for your house. The Purple Rain is a statement piece you can get for yourself. It has stunning colours and is inspired by amethyst and agate. (https://jeodart.com/products/purple-rain)

Many people these days like 3D paintings. A much-adored work is the Unicorn Geode. What makes it different is its holographic appearance. Depending on the illumination and the angle from which the observer is looking at the piece, the colors move from blue to green to violet. The copper glitter lines give it an appealing finish. Thus, if you are looking for something brilliant, you can go with the piece. (https://jeodart.com/products/unicorn-geode?pr_prod_strat=collection_fallback&pr_rec_pid=6618915012782&pr_ref_pid=6612197736622&pr_seq=uniform)

If you are looking for a Geode painting for your child’s room, you can go with a mild colour. A colour that doesn’t have a very strong impact rather soothes when looked at. For example, the Pretty in Pink artwork. Crushed glass and mirror, gold embellishments, and glitter abound in this magnificent item, which catches the most amount of glint. Blush pink tones are skilfully combined with breezy white. Pretty in Pink

While ordering a Geode Painting, one needs to be very patient as it takes hard work of a lot of days for creating one piece. Although every effort is made to make the piece perfect, there might be some bubbles or ripples. These little particles find their way through during the drying process that usually takes 24–48 hours.

So, if you are looking to add some aesthetic to your home sweet home, this Geode Painting might be your answer. Add these beauties to your wall to pop some colour, give you a positive vibe every day and keep you stress-free. Order them today!

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[geodestudio]

Purple Rain Geode Slice Wall Art-  Geode Studio Artwork

Tones of amethyst, mulberry and fuchsia resin with a crystal shard centre, mica and glitter created to look like a real slice of an agate.

[bramberarchives-blog]

Melting room

The Melting Room, crafted by Marpi Studios, was undoubtedly one of the most significant pieces of research throughout this project. It perfectly encapsulates both fluid art and public interaction into one installation. Using cameras and fluid dynamics, the images projected onto the walls are rendered in real time to morph and follow the movement of participants, creating psychedelic patterns reminiscent of agate geodes. Expanding upon the idea of tracking input I did consider either using cameras to capture movement or VR to put viewers into the art, however without the equipment to do so I had to abandon that train of thought. Aesthetically speaking, the crisp lines and vibrant colour palette were exactly what I wanted, and exactly what I wasn’t getting with the Unity particle system, so with more research I came across the Visual effects graph.

As you can see in the image the pattern on the wall has morphed because the viewer has raised her arm.

Marpi Studio, . (2017). Melting Room. [Unity]. Retrieved from https://www.marpi.studio/exhibitions/melting-room.

[wallpaperpainter]

How Geodes Art Is Going To Change Your Business Strategies | Geodes Art

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[oh-boy-me]

Ok, how about this. MC is pushing her limits beyond what is possible in the art of baking and ends up making hyper-realistic cakes that end up everywhere in the House of Lamentation. The bros are desperate, they don't know what's a cake and what is not anymore. Feel free to go w i l d with this

I got to watch an episode of Sweets or Not Sweets as “research” which was amazing.

Also the “cake” concept kind of turned into a “sweets in general” concept; I hope you don’t mind!

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It all started harmlessly enough.  MC had been staying up later and spending more time in the kitchen, but none of them had thought any of it.  It was good for them to stay busy in a safe and productive way, Lucifer thought.  They could eat the results, all seven of them thought.

Maybe they made a themed cake to test the waters.  Like a geode cake or a cactus cake.  Asmo was in awe; he never ran out of praises about how real it looked.  “It’s almost like I’m cutting into the real thing!”  He cooed.

And that was the all-clear for things to descend into madness.  If the visual STAR of the Devildom thought it looked real, there was no stopping them.

The others had no way of knowing.  They had no way to know about the supply they had built up.  The hours upon hours of spinning sugar, painting glazes, and meticulously hand-crafting exact replicas.

The fact that not even Beel knew is an attestation to how careful and thorough this was.  How had not even Beel caught a whiff of this plan?

The next morning, Satan is on cooking duty, and everything goes fine.  But then, after everyone sits down for their meal, a crack resounds through the dining hall, followed by a short scream from Mammon.

He had bitten straight through his fork, was the initial thought from everyone.  (Which was certainly not impossible, but it wasn’t something that would normally happen without an effort.)  Beel asked if Mammon was ok, and Asmo asked if his teeth in particular were ok.

Mammon is torn between being amazed and terrified at his own strength, when the piece of fork in his mouth melted a bit and he realizes--it wasn’t a fork, it was solid chocolate, dusted with a metallic coating to complete the illusion.

It also tasted very good, so he takes another bite, much to Asmo’s horror.

Beel saves the mood by saying he THOUGHT he smelled chocolate.  Yes, all the silverware is chocolate.  Where did their actual silverware go??  Only Lucifer and Belphegor bother to wonder.

With the combined power of seven (give or take) minds, it doesn’t take long for them to figure out that MC must be the culprit.  That eases their minds a bit--MC wouldn’t actively endanger them for fun--but it also makes them even more worried, because MC is still a wildcard.  They’ve known each other for thousands of years.  They’ve known MC for far less time.

And the chaos begins.

Lucifer goes to school early because he has to sign some very important documents for the student council before classes, and he’s six documents in before he notices that something isn’t right.  It… smells like chocolate in here.

Oh.  Oh no.

The ink he brought from home is thick cocoa, heavily tinted with blue food coloring.  He’s been signing these very important papers with chocolate.

He is going to kill MC when he gets his hands on them.

Diavolo also has a bit of a moment when he catches Lucifer doing what looks like drinking ink.

Asmo doesn’t even make it to school; he spends hours in his bathroom, opening and sniffing every bottle inside to make sure it isn’t edible now.  Some of the perfumes are sugar water.  His shampoo is strawberry milkshake.  His conditioner is straight frosting.  He’s so glad he checked or this would have RUINED his skin.

He decides that no, he cannot risk falling for any pranks, and he enlists Beel to also stay behind and sniff out every sweet in the house.

This is what Beel’s been waiting his entire life for.  This is his calling.

Satan’s room was safe.  The risk of misplacing or destroying one of his one-of-a-kind books, or honestly even just waking him up, was too high.  Satisfied with the news, Satan stops looking at his messages and returns his attention to his Devildom law class.

Lucifer’s room was also safe, but the ink was in his study.  How did they get in?

Something smelled good in Levi’s room, but Levi insists that there isn’t anything weird in his room or he would have noticed something out of place.  Beel’s nose doesn’t lie, though, and the scream Levi lets out when he bites one of his limited edition Ruri-chan figurines straight in half would unsettle a banshee.

It was molding chocolate and fondant, they have to assure him, not actually his prized merch.

For that scare alone Levi is going to kill MC when he gets his hands on them.

Over at school, all of Belphie’s erasers are sponge cakes.  He’s annoyed he has to cross things out, but he’s got a snack and Simeon and Luke are eyeing him as he munches on erasers, so in the end he’s ok with this.

Mammon’s actually bitter that his wallet isn’t filled with chocolate grimm that he can rip people off with.  Trust him, he knows.  He bit every coin to make sure it wasn’t chocolate.  They were all real.  His teeth hurt.

In their own classes, MC is blissfully unaware of the avatars of pride and envy, now out for blood.  Although, they do have extensive plans with Solomon after school, so maybe they anticipated this.

When he gets home, Mammon finds Beel and Asmo standing in the middle of his room, seeming confused yet determined.  Mammon bites back the line about “you tell me not to break into your rooms and yet here you are” and asks what they’re doing.  Beel explains there’s a sweet somewhere around here, probably in the couch cushions, but he can’t pinpoint where.

“Well then let’s just take it apart and find it!” Mammon explains, picking up a cushion that promptly breaks in half in his hand.  The couch.  The couch was the sweet.  The whole couch is cake.  So is the table; the legs are chocolate and the top is sugar glass.

The three look at each other in a mix of amazement and horror (excitement, in Beel’s case).  Do they… do they have to check EVERYTHING?

A quick message is sent to the demon brothers group chat: “Nothing is safe.  Bite everything.”

And it’s true; nothing is safe, not even in rooms they previously thought might be ok.  Lucifer’s favorite dress shoes?  Chocolate over cake.  The chandelier in the music room?  Spun sugar.  The dish rags in the kitchen are this edible, gelatin over rice paper concoction.  Somehow Satan’s doorknob is now solid chocolate.

Belphie had originally decided to let them be and take a nap on the couch, but it turns out the cushion he was using was also made of sugar and it dissolved on his face when he drooled a bit.  So that was annoying, but watching everyone fight over who’s going to bite the piano is still too fun for him to get angry.

In the end, sixteen pieces of furniture, half the flowers in the halls, and countless miscellaneous items in the house were replaced with cake and other sweets.  Everyone in the house except for Beel has a stomachache from taking so many bites of both sweets and real furniture, although Lucifer won’t admit to his own.

And they know they haven’t found everything yet.  There’s more cake somewhere.  Is it the walls?  The plumbing?  Can Satan even get back into his room?  Is it safe to go to bed?  Paranoia settles in, even with Beel on their side.

When MC finally returns to the House of Lamentation, they are immediately cornered by all their roommates.  Where are the cakes?  Where’s the real furniture?  Satan and Belphie take it upon themselves to lead the interrogation, mainly to protect them from Lucifer and Levi.  Lucifer and Levi look like they’d still rip throats out first, ask questions later.

MC reassures them that their real items are all safe in the underground tomb.  They can technically use this information to find all the equivalent cakes.

Satisfied with this information, Satan sends MC away to bed before Levi can say something he’ll regret in the morning.

And with that, it’s only a process of elimination with physical evidence, and the cake catastrophe comes to a tasty end.

One day, two months later, Lucifer fastens his cufflinks and they crumble in his hands.  They were chocolate.

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[tirednico]

Hades kids are collectors

Let’s be real with ourselves: Hades is a huge nerd. I bet he has a coin collection from the first coin ever made. He has an entire grand room for his collection of the skulls of conquerors through out history that he keeps in glass cases which are in chronological order. He has a library dedicated to poetry from the Romantic Era ordered by author and genre. He is a nerd I tell ya, and his kids are no different

Lets start off with Nico

We all know he was a huge dork as a kid; he was obsessed with Mythomagic, he even memorized the cards attack points. Bianca even said that there was only one figurine that he didn’t have

 Given how the card game must have been (and still is) and how many gods and monsters there are, I bet that would be a lot of figurines (where would he have kept all of them?)

Nico was the kind of kid who would wait outside a comic book store in a long line at midnight just to try and get a limited edition gold card set. I bet he still would as a teenager

“Nico, can you tell me again why we are standing in this long ass line? it’s dark and cold...” “Because, Will, mythomagic came out with a new art style for the nine muses cards and if we don’t get them tonight there won’t be anymore”

He eventually gets back in to mythomagic after he hears Will say he’s never really played before. He teaches him everything he knows, which is a lot

He attends small tournaments between the camps. It’s very popular, he tells Will

He’s won first place three years winning and shows no plan on stopping

the prize is a handbook with exclusive chapters

He builds his card collection up, and he is so proud of it

He has a big card holder (those books with sleeves you put your cards in, I don’t really know what they’re called) and it has every card

He treats it like its his baby

When he’s older and lives in an apartment (with Will) he’ll try and show off his collection to his friends anytime they come over. Hazel thinks it’s cute and will politely sit on the couch and listen to her big brother while Will brings her sweet iced tea

He buys all the premium figurines, too. He lines them up on the book case and once a week he will dust them. Will complains that it’s the only cleaning he ever does which Nico replies by tickling his boyfriends nose with the duster. All good fun

Now Hazel, this sweet, sweet girl:

She has a rock collection to the surprise of no one

After her curse is lifted, and all the gems she pulls out of the earth won’t cause any misfortune to those who take them, she becomes really fascinated by them

She learns about how they are formed and what minerals components they are made out of. She especially likes learning about the effects of impurities and off coloring they can get from it. She says those are the most valuable ones 

Her collection starts when Percy and Frank got her a small schist rock for her birthday as a gag gift

the running jokes legacy lives on, and it makes everyone laugh

She keeps it on the living room coffee table for all to see its glory

Annabeth, Piper, and Reyna take her out to the city to window shop. They pass a store that has geodes on display. They all go in, and Hazel comes out with seven different geodes in each color of the rainbow

They are also displayed on the coffee table along with her schist

The eight rocks on her table look so lonely and out of place; they would look much better if they had their own special display

So she asks Leo if he can help her

He makes her a cabinet/shelf that mounts to her living room wall 

It looks so lovely, but a little empty... 

Hazel continues to add on to her collection over the years

She travels to the places where certain gems and rocks are most common and begins sorting through them to find the right ones

She never takes too much from the earth, she makes sure of that

She has them in color order-- for the aesthetic

It grows so big that she can’t fit them all in her apartment and it’s becoming a hazard

But the lovely Reyna has a solution

Hazel Levesque’s Crystal Emporium!

A very spacious building in downtown New Rome where Hazel can store her rock collection and allow any curious soul to admire it all

Hazel cries during the grand opening

She’s so happy to see how many people want to see her rock babies

There’s even a little gift shop that Leo and Nico set up

There are geode key change

customization bracelets that you can pick what rocks to use for different meanings 

and a fact book about rocks!

It’s so popular that demigods around the world visit it

There is a wall of celebrity demigods and in the center is Hazel and all her friends

Hades’ children are nerds and love to collect just like their dad, and that’s pretty much it

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[uutpoetry]

An Account of Charles Laughton Torturing Laurence Olivier, As Told By Peter Ustinov

B.T. Joy

I

I am being haunted by the face and crooked arm of Sal Mineo. Those, and the head and shoulders of Otho, Emperor of Rome, are treating, each in revolution, my bed as though it were the dinner plate flat earth that exists in the minds and memories of the adherents of Boko Haram. These two peripatetic stars rising from behind my right eye; setting behind my left and doing something fabulous beneath the mattress springs, wheels and old oose; something miraculous, like allegoric deities with tails or monkey hands bailing water from the ceiling-upside-down of the solar barge of Ra. The silence between the Hotpoint cycles are angels with itchy feet; all longing not for space but for the places of dreams that require no stations they lie narcotic— pulling buddha expressions like shelling peas— and ask questions like: Why has Ang Lee’s filmography inspired so many violently beautiful pornographic parodies? Why does the Surprise Me button not surprise me and I’m Feeling Lucky make me weep? Why should I go outside when I know it’s raining and for me the sound is far better than the feel?

II

Then the things of the soul like a real bird rubbing beaks with one reflected in the blue tiles she’s flown towards and settled by above the warm, bashed brass and other bric-a-brac (carpets, swords, beads, geodes and the teeth of sharks) around the antiquary’s shop in Greece uphill and wind from the blue and black rock-bash-sea and in a lee of other walls and doors, and in the awnings cool and shade beneath that apeshit bird ticking its wings like a mechanised bomb— rocking, dipping, dashing at the the tiles— while tourists unconfident that they could spell verbose ascend with the bodies they love; blue and red and yellow flannel tossed on broad shoulders; Speedos yellow and red and blue. Peoples metabolisms mean they may need extra building blocks and I think that’s trippy in a way: The soul is made of appetites we didn’t consciously select. Today I wandered across the iron bridge like a refugee from a Norwegian realist play dissecting— as though it were a bull’s heart cold on a cold steel tray— the word bilateral. In my view a word is a package that can never fit the goods. A two-sided thing has a hundred million sides.

III

The small, light aircraft of Burbank, California, are flying over the mountainous lots around the San Fernando Valley like the shallow braille around the nipple of a girl who’s laying on one hipbone to see better what lies— on one hipbone or on its spine— on the bed beside her. On one hipbone they watch the planes (the Roman centurions; the Frankensteins; the blue collars;   the cops and drunks and Cleopatras all in matching Ray-Bans like spectators at a noon eclipse) sipping from highball glasses with their hi-res lips; futuring so badly like confetti does. Charles Laughton was all blinks and mouth. Laurence Olivier was all chin and tongue. Strange how so much wit solidifies into nothing much— something stand in— synecdoche: a pink kipper tie and a handlebar moustache; a single shortcoming like a portable lung. A mimic, not a teller but a story. Sophocles was thirty years younger than Aeschylus and fifteen years older than Euripides. As a boy, he was famous for his good looks. He would appear naked at music festivals; carrying a lyre and his hair in garlands.     It’s the thing so many don’t know about the life to come: how it shuts the gate on so much we were that didn’t travel well.    

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