become a shadow


The shadow is a moral problem that challenges the whole ego-personality, for no one can become conscious of the shadow without considerable moral effort. To become conscious of it involves recognizing the dark aspects of the personality as present and real. This act is the essential condition for any kind of self-knowledge.” - Jung 

Aries is an angel. Innocent, pure, protecting, and battle scarred. Aries is a demon, aggressive, compulsive, egocentric, and unforgiving 

Taurus is an angel. Inviting, protective, comforting, beautiful. Creative and inspired. Taurus is a devil, gluttonous, greedy, compulsive, knows the cost of everything but the value of nothing 

Gemini is an angel. Blowing fresh messages from person to person. Flittery and flirty, filling the air with communication like a gentle breeze. Gemini is a demon, unfocused, manipulative, deceitful, emotionless, and dramatic 

Cancer is an angel. Maternal, gesturing, empathetic and guardianship. Cancer is a demon. She is the dark mother, possessive, controlling, martyred, hysterical, emotionally disturbed 

Leo is an angel. Beautifully creative, protective, childlike, illuminating. Leo is a demon, full of undeserved pride and delusions of grandeur, martyrdom, and narcissism

Virgo is an angel. Quietly flittering to serve, help, and heal. Humble and gentle. Serves larger than personal needs. Virgo is a demon, addictive, witheringly critical, negative, and demanding 

Libra is an angel. Personable, intuitive, beautiful, caressing, poetic, and amiable. Libra is a demon, unable to decide right from wrong, a hall of mirrors without an exit 

Scorpio is an angel. Ferociously loyal and protective, penetrating to the Truth with courage that would confront the devil. Scorpio is a demon, controlled by disturbed moods, rage, fear, self isolation, and aggression 

Sagittarius is an angel. Flying like a jet plane from land to land, leaving a fresh ray of laughter. Joyful, interested, global minded. Sagittarius is a demon, gluttonous, lying, exaggerating, indulgent, bombastic, and over confident 

Capricorn is an angel. Expressing the labor of love to build a better world for humanity. Understanding, discriminative, wise. Capricorn is a demon, compulsive, cold, overly cynical and critical, and lonely 

Aquarius is an angel. Pouring elevating knowledge from a higher plane. The mother of humanity, has a romance with the universe. Beautiful, feeling the suffering of all mankind. Aquarius is a demon, cold and unattached, robotic and sterile, delusions of grandeur 

Pisces is an angel. A gentle flight from soul to soul with healing honey. Empath, all knowing, cosmic consciousness, loving, insightful. Pisces is a demon, substance or escapist riddled, deceitful, living in an etheric realm without justification or remorse

-C.

  • The Boys play Hide and Seek
  • Percy: Guys! Let's play hide and seek!
  • Jason: Sure, you count
  • Percy: Okay, *turns around* be ready, 1..2..3..-
  • Jason: *Smirks and then flies away*
  • Frank: *Becomes a bug*
  • Nico: *Shadow travels*
  • Leo: *Runs to the right, then runs to the left*
  • Percy: 10 !
  • Leo: Oh, fuck.

it is a lot to handle. my mouth is dry. in less than a week either i am granted the right to be alive or i must put all of my plans into a back pocket and head for anywhere else. i have a fully thought-out strategy of survival for zombies. i didn’t make one up for the president being our source of danger. i didn’t count that into my calculations. do i stick around and graduate? do i live in the canadian wild? where do i run to?

there’s a lot going wrong right now. the pipeline seems to be a poison that’s easy to ignore. companies buy the right to ruin the earth and we are told that it’s just the way things are. okay. 

a woman i have never been previously a fan of is kidnapped and mugged. people blame her for being too publicly wealthy. she becomes a shadow of herself, panicky and promising she won’t make the same mistake. there are people who find this funny. for the first time in my life, i care about a kardashian, because her struggle in public mirrors mine in private.

the childhood book series i loved will now feature an abuser in a feature film. i am reminded that abuse accusations shouldn’t ruin someone’s life. i am the life that the abuse ruined, and it must lie only on my shoulders. i have been listening to the audiobook of harry potter. when she wrote an abused child did she know that many years in the future a man worse than the dursleys would be cast as a hero.

on an airplane, a woman is groped. actually, two women are groped. when the airline does the right thing and alerts the authorities, the authorities decide they’re judge and jury. it’s not the worst crime of the century, so they’re not going to do anything. i’m sure that logic will not apply when they find a black kid smoking weed. or actually a black kid just living.

it is a lot to handle. someone asks me why i’m so stressed. how can i not be. i feel helpless. i feel like no matter how much campaigning i push i never get anywhere. i feel like the battle is lost before it got started. i feel guilty and angry and empty. i can’t undo the things that have already happened, are still happening. i can’t wind back time and set bernie in the lead, can’t unwrite hate speeches, can’t bring back the bodies in the streets.

i just want peace.

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Books read in 2016:

A gathering of shadows by V.E.Schwab

It’s sight, and taste, and scent, and sound, and touch, and it’s also something else entirely. It is the power in all powers, and at the same time, it is it’s own. And once you know how to sense it’s presence, you will never be without it.

If I could give any piece of advice to anyone who was in the same depressive cycle as me it would be this:
Get the fuck up. I don’t care if you’re body is tired if your mind has had enough, you will get dressed, get up and carry on every single fucking day because if you don’t your life is going to pass you by and in a couple of years time when what’s bothering doesn’t hurt anymore you are going to look back and hate yourself for becoming a shadow of who you were, you are going to wish you got up that day before you lost control.
You are choosing to surrender yourself to your demons, remember that you are the only one who can control your actions, you are the one doing this to your damn self.
Do you think the reason why you don’t want to get out of bed everyday cares? If they cared you wouldn’t be stuck in this pit. The only one you are hurting right now is you.
While everyone is soft with you and tells you what you want to hear you listen to me, do not do this, as soon as you begin it is impossible to survive. You will stop feeling sorry for yourself, take control back of your life and stare the reason that’s making it so hard for you to function in the eye and say, I will not let you break me, you will not have the power to keep me from living, I will triumph you and I will do it because if I don’t take action now when I’m a little bit older and wiser I will then look back and think why the hell could I not just have gotten out of bed, if I took care of myself then by now I would have so much more happy memories to look back on and to enjoy in years to come rather than remember the same black four walls day in and out alone, because I just couldn’t face up to my heavy heart and lonely soul, so I hid. I hid from the world when I should’ve just gotten out of bed every single day.
—  B.L letters I never sent
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So this AU still exists but I rewrote it and corrected most of my logical mistakes so yeah. The character personalities and stories stay the same/are slightly changed along with slight changes to their clothes, nothing besides that. What changed entirely is the origin of Time’s Gate and The Time Keeper(Sonic) himself.

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The closer you get to light, the greater your shadow becomes.

Writing Prompts #2
  • Character has the ability to hear a person’s thoughts as long as they touch them
  • Another similar idea: a character has the ability to feel a person’s emotions as long as they touch them.  Maybe the two characters meet
  • Road trip with a complete stranger
  • Character can see shadowed figures that no one else can, but only out of the corner of their eye.  One day they are approached by a fully-visible figure.  As the years go by, the figures become less shadowed and more colourful and defined
  • “It had been six months since they left the war bunker.”
  • “It was at the back of the bookstore …”
  • Love at last sight
  • “The fountain of …” (instead of ‘youth’)
  • “I thought you said you weren’t dead!”  “I wasn’t lying … exactly …”
  • And finally: capture lightning in a jar

What kind of stolen Aesthetic is this??

When Their Toddler Runs On Stage (BIG BANG)

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Author: Laymedown

T.O.P: Seunghyun’s son would be like a mini him. Once he slipped from your clutches and on to the stage, he would immediately become his dad’s shadow. Seunghyun would find it hysterical but would also be filled with pride that his son was trying his best to dance to the song he’s seen his dad rehearse numerous times.

DAESUNG: Daesung is already a dork 155% of the time, but whenever his daughter wanders her way on to the giant stage, his dorkiness would amplify tenfold. From the stuffed animals that were thrown on to the stage to toys he had stuffed in his outfit (as if he knew she would escape your hold). 

TAEYANG: It would have happened right when he started singing Eyes, Nose, Lips when his daughter ran to him. Back home he always sang this song to her, as it was her favorite. He would sit on the floor with her in his lap as the both of them rocked back and forth to the rhythm of the song.   

G.D.: When his daughter ran up on stage, he wouldn’t be fazed at all. His raps would continue to flow from his tongue (maybe skipping the more explicit parts) with a huge smile on his face as he scooped her up effortlessly. They would be sharing the same smile as the crowd screamed extra loud from the father-daughter cuteness. 

SEUNGRI: He would be the one to try and send his son back at first. He may have come across as stern or mean, but truly there were many things his son could have tripped or slipped on. When his son refused (as he was as stubborn as you sometimes), he would immediately give in and swing his son over his shoulders, continuing on with the show.  

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A SUBURBAN GOTHIC COLLECTION: perpetual state of decay

[suburban haze]

The crew gets meat at midnight, but they never can go far. They hold each other too close and lie about who they are. Rows of perfect houses, but the mothers still want more. They chain smoke in the bedroom and there’s fights behind the door.

[high school lovers]

But fate is a cruel mistress, girl, the prettiest in the world. She dresses loosely in a bathrobe with her hair up in curls. Because we were kissing for hours with her hands in my trousers, she could not contain herself, suggests we go back to her house. But here it comes, this is the crux, she vomits down my rental tux.

[blurred nights]

I have dreamt about what it’s like to die. And I saw myself becoming shadows again. Just like I did when I was a kid. I saw my bones crack open and all the things I’ve been hiding from you spill out.

[boredom of teenage girls]

Milkshakes and cat eyes, lipstick and french fries. Internalize so much but so little. Don’t make us feel belittled world. Sneaking cigarrettes at lunchtime, sun feels safe and sublime. Pink sparkly sunglasses, lemonade by the pool.

[throwing bottles]

By the light of the LED display of the VCR recorder, you kiss my neck, I whisper in your ear: this is my downfall. As you squint and you grimace, we both know your heart’s not in it.

[claustrophobia]

And all we see, are kids in buses longing to be free. Some cities make you lose your head, endless suburbs stretched out thin and dead. And what was that line you said? Wishing you were anywhere but here. You watch the life you’re living disappear. And now I see, we’re still kids in buses longing to be free.