i did this backwards


Sombra didn’t know what she expected from a man clad in leather and an owl-like skull mask. (my own shitposting about sombra inspired this)

The failure of love might account for most of the suffering in the         world.

The girl was going over her global studies homework  

in the air where she drew the map with her finger

touching the Gobi desert,

the Plateau of Tiber in front of her,

and looking through her transparent map backwards

I did suddenly see,

how her left is my right, and for a moment I understood.

—  Marie Howe, “The Map”
Thoughts of an African witch on  ethnocentrism

It is an increasing source of frustration, this belittlement of African witchcraft when describing the different kinds of pagan practices throughout the world.

Frankly the only mention that ever alludes to it is the practice of Voodoo and Hoodoo, both immensely important and powerful forms of practice which I include in my own… but they are never retraced back to their sources, only to their most recent forms found in the Western parts of the world.

It started by a conversation with a French friend the other day, during which I was trying to explain the difference between Vodun and Hoodoo. I was appalled at her ethnocentrism. Western witchcraft was “legitimate” whereas “African “traditions were only backward and superstitious mumbo jumbo”.

I did not change her words unfortunately.

This sort of rebuttal is something I experience very often, and I’m not alone in this. Hence this slightly long and concerned rant.

I wonder if the source of said frustration stems from the ties it has to colonisation in not so faraway times, or the neo-colonisation that still steeps in anything tied to my continent. Our traditions (whether animist, polytheist, etc.) have been beaten, shot, rended from us in order to embrace whichever new monotheistic God came to tread on our soil. In order to survive, and to keep our traditions alive, we needed to conceal them. Cloak them under psalms and surats and give them a new name.  Merge them with what we have never known to keep them safe. 

I wish I had the time to start an in depth study about African religions, by an African for once. Something that has yet to be understood by folks from another part of the world, is that no matter how much you can read  about or experience a culture, there will always be a lens through which you will be experiencing it. A simple ritual will never have the full meaning and significance that it holds to someone who has been living this experience since birth. 

The point of this entire thought is simple: for the love of everything that still remains sacred on this planet, please don’t invalidate someone’s traditions when they don’t align with your own, especially when it’s so very obscure to you. And on the flip side, if you are going to build an interest in said traditions, respect their origins and understand the limits you will find in them for yourself.

When you write or talk about paganism or witchcraft throughout the world, please don’t ignore more than half of the population of the world. And by that, I mean African, Asian, Latin American and South American, Pacific, Mediterranean and other forms of paganism. I don’t mean you should document each and every one of them, hell I don’t know them all. I am eclectic in my practice, so it would be hypocritical of me to confine everyone in their own culture and shun the amazing possibility of sharing and adapting to each other’s paths.

But keep an open mind and invite discussion and education about what you don’t know. We are all just trying to make our own way after all.

P.S. If anyone is interested in a further discussion on the subject, I am more than happy to converse.

Anonymous: Hi! Congrats on your milestone!!! Since you’re taking requests, a KuroDai as parents fluff please? Thank you so much! :> 

Thank you!!! I don’t know if you wanted them as literal parents, but that’s what I did!!(⌒▽⌒)☆ (Sorry if anyone saw this when I first posted and then had to repost it, the ‘read more’ wasn’t working.)

“That’s backwards,” Tetsurou says.

“It’s not,” Daichi retorts, even though he doesn’t have a fucking clue.

There is a three month old baby in front of him. His baby. Their baby, because somehow someone saw fit to approve them as adoptive parents, and he’s so happy, but he also does not understand this diaper. And he’s afraid to look away from Miya for even one breath, because she’s their responsibility now and what if she just launches herself off the changing table and falls to her doom?

“Are you….breathing?” Tetsurou asks, resting a hand on Daichi’s shoulder.

“Holy shit,” Daichi says. He’s not sure that he was.

“You told me not to swear in front of the baby,” Tetsurou says.

Daichi wants to both punch him and laugh, because he’s bordering on terrified right now, but Tetsu is here, being the same beautiful pain in the ass he’s always been. And probably, together, they can do this.

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Okay so some people don’t believe the fact that isak is a snake so i am here to show you the facts. 

so, “isak” spelled backwards is “kasi” and i did some research, “kasi” in tagalog means “because”

and have you ever seen the word “because” upside down? That’s what i thought. So lets see

okay so now you might be like “what the fuck is she trying to say?” but lets turn  that photo around one more time, okay?

and there it is, for the whole world to see

it says “snace” which is almost the exact same word as “snake” so there you go.

oh, and if you zoom in evens eye in that one scene where he is looking at isak, the reflection in his eye will shock you.

yup, it’s a snake. 

Bts out eating
  • NJ: aight who's gonna pay
  • S: you should pay
  • TH: leader should pay
  • HS: Chingu u gotta, it's yo destiny
  • J: you OFC
  • JM: manager hyung?
  • NJ: what on earth guys, why
  • Jk: I got this hyungs
  • Bts:
  • Jk: [ clears throat ]
  • Jk: you definitely should pay because
  • Jk: short for definitely is def
  • NJ: I-
  • JK: def spelled backwards is fed
  • J: when did he get so good at Engrish
  • JK: and you def want us to be well fed amirite
  • Rest of bangtan: [ shook ]
  • Jk: peace, nochu out

Bathrobe Buddies!! 

No like seriously I literally spend like 85% of my time at home clad in my fluffy robe. When it’s cold: BAM IT’S ON. When it’s off: BAM IT’S HALF-WAY ON. 

Zelda’s definitely the morning person, and Link probably wouldn’t be able to function properly until like after noon.

(realized I did Link’s hair backwards in second panel)

anonymous asked:

Hi! i know this is creepy but i am sure i saw you today at kings cross station you looked familiar but i saw you in a captain america snapback and gloves with a stark industries gym bag? anyway i think that was you.

★— [[ Howdy anon… omg.. that was 90% me, unless someone else was chillin in the same gear – otl I’ve been exposed ]] 

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You took a deep breathe, pushing your hair behind your ear . You and Gerald were having yet another pointless argument. You rolled your eyes as he went on about nothing.

“I don’t get why you’re constantly up my ass!” Gerald said, slightly raising his voice.

“Because you’re never home! You’re always gone. I get it, you’re famous, you have to tour the world and stuff but on your days off you leave to hang out with your friends.” You spoke, your eyes filling with tears.

“Why is it such a big deal that I hang out with other people!” Gerald yelled.

“I’m your girlfriend, Gerald, I should at least get some of your attention!” You cried. Gerald lifted his hand, running it through his hair causing you to flinch. Your breathe hitched as you stepped backwards.

“Oh my god, did you think I was going to hit you? Y/N I would never.”  Gerald spoke, walking towards you. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight. “I can’t believe you would ever think I would hurt you. I could never.”

You wrapped your arms around his waist and let out a sigh.

“I couldn’t live with myself If I hurt you. You’re right, as my girlfriend you deserve my undivided attention. I’m so sorry, babygirl.” He said rubbing your back and swaying side to side.

You looked up and him, placing a kiss on his lips.

“I love you.” You whispered, burying your face in his chest.

“I love you too.”

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