human spark

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Bill, stop. Please. 

Edit : I noticed that some people find it offensive that I made Candela and Blanche look white. I’m sorry, that was my mistake. My explanation to that is in this post http://shourca.tumblr.com/post/149177219067/why-is-candela-so-pale-in-your-fan-art-shes 

Edit2 : I fixed the skin color!! Hope i get it right this time. >:3

All messengers of the Light reveal to us that the human being carries a spark of the eternal Light within him. Jesus called it the kingdom of God within you; oriental philosophy speaks of the jewel in the lotus; the Rosicrucians speak of the spirit-spark atom, the primordial atom or the rose of the heart. The theosophists characteristically call it the last remnant of the once divine human being.

Mrs Hudson is so DONE
  • That’s what you’re all looking for? What’s on his mind…? …And you’ve had all this TIME?
  • Mrs Hudson laughs in Mycroft’s face
  • Look at you, you’re so funny! He thinks you’re clever!
  • (To John) I mean, he knows you’re an idiot, but that’s okay, because you’re a lovely doctor. But (to Mycroft) he has no idea what an idiot you are.
  • You want to know what’s bothering Sherlock? Easiest thing in the world. Anyone can do it.
  • He’s not about thinking. Not Sherlock. No, he’s more…emotional, isn’t he? Unsolved case, shoot the wall. Unmade breakfast, karate the fridge
  • And then when Mycroft tries to stay, despite her admonishments about ‘any spark of human decency’, she gets right up in his face and is all,
  • Get out of my house, you reptile.

She knows everything. Everything. I thought she was going to let the cat out of the bag in this scene, but the shift in direction was just as good. She cannot beLIEVE that these idiots still haven’t figured it all out and she’s been trying to let them sort it out on their own but she is rapidly running out of fucks to give and I for one hope the last one happens on camera.

Creepypasta #1019: The Rake

Length: Medium

During the summer of 2003, events in the northeastern United States involving a strange, human-like creature sparked brief local media interest before an apparent blackout was enacted. Little or no information was left intact, as most online and written accounts of the creature were mysteriously destroyed.

Primarily focused in rural New York state and once found in Idaho, self proclaimed witnesses told stories of their encounters with a creature of unknown origin. Emotions ranged from extremely traumatic levels of fright and discomfort, to an almost childlike sense of playfulness and curiosity. While their published versions are no longer on record, the memories remained powerful. Several of the involved parties began looking for answers that year.

In early 2006, the collaboration had accumulated nearly two dozen documents dating between the 12th century and present day, spanning 4 continents. In almost all cases, the stories were identical. I’ve been in contact with a member of this group and was able to get some excerpts from their upcoming book.

A Suicide Note: 1964

“As I prepare to take my life, I feel it necessary to assuage any guilt or pain I have introduced through this act. It is not the fault of anyone other than him. For once I awoke and felt his presence. And once I awoke and saw his form. Once again I awoke and heard his voice, and looked into his eyes. I cannot sleep without fear of what I might next awake to experience. I cannot ever wake. Goodbye.”

Found in the same wooden box were two empty envelopes addressed to William and Rose, and one loose personal letter with no envelope:

“Dearest Linnie,

I have prayed for you. He spoke your name.”

A Journal Entry (translated from Spanish): 1880

“I have experience the greatest terror. I have experienced the greatest terror. I have experienced the greatest terror. I see his eyes when I close mine. They are hollow. Black. They saw me and pierced me. His wet hand. I will not sleep. His voice (unintelligible text).”

A Mariner’s Log: 1691

“He came to me in my sleep. From the foot of my bed I felt a sensation. He took everything. We must return to England. We shall not return here again at the request of the Rake.”

From a Witness: 2006

“Three years ago, I had just returned from a trip from Niagara Falls with my family for the 4th of July. We were all very exhausted after a long day of driving, so my husband and I put the kids right to bed and called it a night.

At about 4am, I woke up thinking my husband had gotten up to use the restroom. I used the moment to steal back the sheets, only to wake him in the process. I apologized and told him I though he got out of bed. When he turned to face me, he gasped and pulled his feet up from the end of the bed so quickly his knee almost knocked me out of the bed. He then grabbed me and said nothing.

After adjusting to the dark for a half second, I was able to see what caused the strange reaction. At the foot of the bed, sitting and facing away from us, there was what appeared to be a naked man, or a large hairless dog of some sort. Its body position was disturbing and unnatural, as if it had been hit by a car or something. For some reason, I was not instantly frightened by it, but more concerned as to its condition. At this point I was somewhat under the assumption that we were supposed to help him.

My husband was peering over his arm and knee, tucked into the fetal position, occasionally glancing at me before returning to the creature.

In a flurry of motion, the creature scrambled around the side of the bed, and then crawled quickly in a flailing sort of motion right along the bed until it was less than a foot from my husband’s face. The creature was completely silent for about 30 seconds (or probably closer to 5, it just seemed like a while) just looking at my husband. The creature then placed its hand on his knee and ran into the hallway, leading to the kids’ rooms.I screamed and ran for the lightswitch, planning to stop him before he hurt my children. When I got to the hallway, the light from the bedroom was enough to see it crouching and hunched over about 20 feet away. He turned around and looked directly at me, covered in blood. I flipped the switch on the wall and saw my daughter Clara.

The creature ran down the stairs while my husband and I rushed to help our daughter. She was very badly injured and spoke only once more in her short life. She said "he is the Rake”.

My husband drove his car into a lake that night, while rushing our daughter to the hospital. They did not survive.

Being a small town, news got around pretty quickly. The police were helpful at first, and the local newspaper took a lot of interest as well. However, the story was never published and the local television news never followed up either.

For several months, my son Justin and I stayed in a hotel near my parent’s house. After we decided to return home, I began looking for answers myself. I eventually located a man in the next town over who had a similar story. We got in contact and began talking about our experiences. He knew of two other people in New York who had seen the creature we now referred to as the Rake.

It took the four of us about two solid years of hunting on the internet and writing letters to come up with a small collection of what we believe to be accounts of the Rake. None of them gave any details, history or follow up. One journal had an entry involving the creature in its first 3 pages, and never mentioned it again. A ship’s log explained nothing of the encounter, saying only that they were told to leave by the Rake. That was the last entry in the log.

There were, however, many instances where the creature’s visit was one of a series of visits with the same person. Multiple people also mentioned being spoken to, my daughter included. This led us to wonder if the Rake had visited any of us before our last encounter.

I set up a digital recorder near my bed and left it running all night, every night, for two weeks. I would tediously scan through the sounds of me rolling around in my bed each day when I woke up. By the end of the second week, I was quite used to the occasional sound of sleep while blurring through the recording at 8 times the normal speed. (This still took almost an hour every day)

On the first day of the third week, I thought I heard something different. What I found was a shrill voice. It was the Rake. I can’t listen to it long enough to even begin to transcribe it. I haven’t let anyone listen to it yet. All I know is that I’ve heard it before, and I now believe that it spoke when it was sitting in front of my husband. I don’t remember hearing anything at the time, but for some reason, the voice on the recorder immediately brings me back to that moment.

The thoughts that must have gone through my daughter’s head make me very upset.

I have not seen the Rake since he ruined my life, but I know that he has been in my room while I slept. I know and fear that one night I’ll wake up to see him staring at me.“

I was unable to find the author of this creepypasta. 

Guardians of the Moon and Sun

It was incredibly dark, but it was also amazingly beautiful. Its endlessness excited humans, sparked curiosities, and inspired countless ideas in tiny, insignificant minds. But it was also all very overwhelming; too real, too much, too difficult to fully grasp. It was cosmic space. Billions of stars illuminated the darkness surrounding them. Rays of lights shoot through vast expanses. Bountiful energies floated, formed, and encircled rich galaxies.

In the loneliness of the deep dark, a large temple stood erect, glowing ethereally from its moon bound material. Its cool blue and hot magenta colors clashed, while simultaneously thriving off one another. Sasuke Uchiha, a boy of many talents and sheer intelligence, stood silently on guard before the entryway of the temple. He was simply minuscule in comparison, yet he was pragmatic, distant and cold as he appeared.

Floating nearby is no other than Naruto Uzumaki, and like always, far from attending his duty in the choice of pestering the Guardian of the Moon. Naruto, like his appearance suggested, was a big, fiery, ball of brightness and was a complete loudmouth. He, of course, had a wide, brilliant smile that Sasuke found dreadfully annoyed by and unaccustomed to. Sasuke has lost count of how much time the brat has visited the area, and once again could not wait for him to leave.

Naruto was in tight arm lock on top of a compressed cloud of stardust that assisted on his travel. He moved quite unsteady, and it wobbled over slowly. Sasuke rolled his eyes at the look of utter stupidity and unprofessionalism. After tremendous effort and unaccounted grunts and swears, Naruto finally reached the steps leading to the temple. He dramatically skipped up the stairs with his arms swinging back and forth and stopped to a halt when he reached the landing.

“Hey, Sasuke, I found some really cool black holes a couple thousand light-years away! Wanna go see it? My cloud could carry us both!” Naruto exclaimed excitedly; his eyes shining in anticipation for Sasuke’s positive answer. Of course, it never came, not only would Sasuke never offer a positive answer, he would strongly disapprove on a positive attitude. Sasuke simply ignored his counterpart and stared straight ahead into darkness.

“Come’on…” Naruto whined, “It’s so boring here. Talk to me. You are literally the only person here that is my age. Everyone else is old or wrinkly or scary!” Naruto pouted, “Don’t you ever get tired of standing here guarding this door?” Naruto asked as he leaned against the tall pillars surrounding the temple.

“That is my job, idiot.” Sasuke stated, still unwilling to look at Naruto.

“Why do you have to be such a goody, goody two-shoes princess? Doing something different wouldn’t hurt anybody.”

“I take my work very seriously, whereas you should too,” Sasuke scorned as he looked Naruto up and down, “Guardian of the Sun.” Sasuke addressed. “Go back to your post, as far away from me as possible.”

“Stop being so stubborn, you stupid butthead!” Naruto shouted from the top of his lungs, face brimming red from frustration and irritation.

“Nice comeback.” Sasuke muttered sarcastically. He rolled his eyes and sneered at Naruto’s child-like behavior.

Naruto folded his arms; he flopped to the ground and crossed his legs. Sasuke constantly tried to push Naruto away; he has never encountered someone at such wild, boisterous, and intense caliber. It was unfamiliar and exhausting, yet surprisingly refreshing.

“Look,” Sasuke started, “You’ve been coming here, always non-stop talking about these ‘fun, exciting adventures,’ but they are all extremely absurd and mundane.”

“You’re one to talk! You’ve been here for how many centuries? Standing here like a pole. Is that all you want to do for the rest of eternity?!” Naruto retorted, quite flustered.

“That is part of the job description; it’s exactly what we signed up for when we became guardians, moron”

“It’s not like the temple will move anywhere when we’re gone for a couple of minutes.”

“Then what the hell do you suggest that is neither dull nor pointless?”

Naruto paused, and placed his fingers under his chin, thinking silently for once. He hummed, trying to come up with the perfect idea for the pretentious prick before him. While looking around at the endless expanse of cosmic space, he had the best idea. “For a start,” Naruto began as he grabbed Sasuke’s hand and together hauled off down the stairs.

Artist and Writer: @kiraiki

SNS AU -  Guardians of the Moon and Sun - When The Stars Align

June 3, 2016

Winter Solstice Druids of Gaul Order of Canada

 The Winter Solstice is the most sacred time of the Druidic year. It is the only celebration that focuses completely inward. It takes the Druid on a journey through reflections on life and death, light and darkness.

  Unlike many modern Neo Pagan religions, the Druid marks the Winter Solstice as the end of a cycle year and a beginning of a new one.

   As the Sun sets on the Winter Solstice we light the fires in mourning of the Suns death as we slip into the darkest night of the year.

At this time we reflect on our loved ones whom have passed away during that year by lighting candles or little fires in their honour, (this symbolizes the Energy of human life or the human spark.)

Many take this time to meditate or to connect with their loved ones in the Otherworld.

Meditations may consist of:

*Reflect on our actions in this World during the now fading year

*On loved ones

*Our service to Nature and community

*Healing

*Our place within Nature

*Our place within cosmic perspective

(This goes on throughout the night.)

Sunrise

   Facing the direction of the rising Sun, the Druid prepares to witness the rebirth of another year,another cycle, with new challenges, new goals, new perspectives.

At this time the Druid reaffirms his/her dedication to the guardianship of Nature, thus continues to be a Druid.

A personal affirmation is said, it could be however long or short you wish, those are Your words, Your dedication to stand guard for All within Nature.

   Your words must come from the heart and must be all inclusive, you cannot promise to serve some select things or creatures within Nature without protecting it all as One, we are all connected.

   After the Druid affirmation and the Greetings to the Sun are completed,

we feast with Family and Friends to celebrate this new beginning, and the birth

of a new solar cycle.

May Peace and Light be upon you in this New Year my Friends.

Bear (Grand Chieftain)

Druids of Gaul Order of Canada

Gentle Hestia whose flame burns brightly in the circle of my hearth,
I honor you first, as is proper, with this gift. 
I send to you on this smoke my words of praise and gratitude,
glowing maiden whose light warms my home.
You are the fire’s warmth in winder, the chimney sending heat
throughout the homely house. I thank you for the safety and joy
that you bring to the hearth and to my family.

Mighty Hephaistos, to you I give thanks for the fire that allows us
to build and expand, for the technologies of steam and gas power
and for the mechanisms that allow us to harness the awesome powers
of fire. Your ingenuity and workmanship are seen in the spark
of human invention, and to you we owe much of our survival.
With this offering, I thank you.

Apollon, who drives the chariot of the sun, and Helios whose light
illuminates the land, I thank you for the gift of light. From Sun-Light
all other life is born and in it dies.
With this offering I send my prayers of gratitude. 

Artemis Pyronia, first in my heart and in the shaping of my life,
with each breath and with this offering I honor you.
You are the light in my eyes and the torch that shows me the way.
I give thanks for the scorching flame which purifies me
and for the crackling song of every campfire I build,
for when I burn I know that you are there
and I am yours.
Phaesphoria, you shine so brightly that all I must leave behind
is burned away and I am made anew, given light to see my path
and tempered so that I may follow it.
Your gifts to me are more numerous than the stars.
I pray that this smoke will carry to you my prayers and thanks
and that you on your throne of ash and bone will hear them kindly.
To you I will sing again, again, and each day
of my life.

— 

To Gods of Fire // reilly falanx


This is one of many pieces I wrote while sitting next to a fire for 24 hours, a process I underwent for many reasons. I hope to continue sharing some of the things I learned and created during that experience and hope that it continues to teach me even as I move away from that sacred space. Thanks to @winebrightruby for some really helpful divination and general support. 

Les Miserables Quotes for the Signs
  • Aries: Revolutions are not born of chance but of necessity.
  • Taurus: The beautiful is as useful as the useful. Perhaps more so.
  • Gemini: Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over, this is recognised: that the human race has been harshly treated, but that it has advanced.
  • Cancer: Of all the things God has made, the human heart is the one that sheds most light, and alas! the most darkness.
  • Leo: The future has several names. For the weak, it is impossible; for the fainthearted, it is unknown; but for the valiant, it is ideal.
  • Virgo: Diamonds are to be found only in the darkness of the earth, and truth in the darkness of the mind.
  • Libra: Is there not in every human soul a primitive spark, a divine element, incorruptible in this world and immortal in the next, which can be developed by goodness, kindled, lit up, and made to radiate, and which evil can never entirely extinguish?
  • Scorpio: There is something more terrible than a hell of suffering--a hell of boredom.
  • Sagittarius: There are no weeds, and no worthless men. There are only bad farmers.
  • Capricorn: Prejudices are the real robbers; vices the real murderers. The great dangers are within us. Why worry about what threatens our heads or our purses? Let us think instead of what threatens our souls.
  • Aquarius: By saying no to progress, it is not the future they are condemning, but themselves. They are giving themselves a serious illness. They are infecting themselves with the past. There is only one way of rejecting Tomorrow, which is to die.
  • Pisces: You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving. The great acts of love are done by those who are habitually performing small acts of kindness
Big Update! Patreon!

Hey everyone! Big news! I decided that I’d try doing a Patreon! I’m not saying I’m leaving any other sites like Tumblr but more of my bigger projects will be presented on Patreon. My reason for actually joining Patreon is because I think drawing for a living would just be simply amazing and also making it be a push to do what I love, improve faster, put out more content, have more fun with my work and of course, connect even more with my followers!  I am just starting out but I hope that with the support of you guys, I can make this a big accomplishment and in return, give you guys content you’ll enjoy! There are various rewards you can apply for on my Patreon page and by becoming a Patreon, you are able to do more then just view more then just my illustrations! Comics, Concept Work, a chance to have your characters or creatures drawn and choose my next speed drawing and so much more! You can join today for just $1 a month to start viewing my works! You can always increase how much you are willing to pledge to receive even more rewards! Anyways, thank you guys for supporting me and it would be wonderful if you could support me on Patreon as well. Spread the word, tell your friends and family and I promise to provide more content than I ever have before!

Some of the big projects include 3 comics:

  • Kingdom of Foofs
  • My Guardian Angel
  • Distance

Along with these, there will be more speed drawing videos and 3D models! There is more info about what I have to offer on my Patreon page so check it out!

Start pledging and following here:

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Thanks again guys!

Love you all!

KC Sparks

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“Computers are magnificent tools for the realization of our dreams, but no machine can replace the human spark of spirit, compassion, love, and understanding.” - Louis V. Gerstner, Jr.