luxury ignorance

Colors of the Sky

A list of correspondence of colors from the sky and what they mean.

Originally posted by livingstills

Red-Orange; attraction, authority, change, courage, faith, harvest, ignorance, motivation, pleasure, power, self control, strength, stubbornness

Red-Orange-Yellow;  attraction, clarity, confidence, control, creativity, dishonestly, energy, excitement, happiness, insanity, inspiration, sensuality, opportunity, vanity, warmth

Red-Orange- Purple; calming, confidence, control, creativity, drama, enhancement, healing, independence, ignorance, luxury, moodiness, mystery, passion, protection, sickness, understanding, wisdom

Red-Yellow; change, clarity, comfort, courage, energy, enthusiasm, excitement, inspire, leisure, motivation, pleasure, vibrancy

Red-Yellow-Pink; attention, desire, emotions, energy, extremes, hatred, jealousy, love, lust, memory, physical, rage, revenge, romance, ugliness, vibrancy, vitality, wildness, wit

Orange-Yellow; carefree, clarity, comfort, happiness, health, education, enthusiasm, irresponsibility, intellect, joy, leisure, pleasure, mental clarity, rebellion, visions

Orange-Yellow-Pink; attraction, beauty, caution, caring, friendship, goals, inspiration, lighthearted, opportunity, protection

Orange-Blue-Purple; anxiety, change, coldness, control, depression, dreams, energy, focus, healing, independent, judgement, knowledge, loneliness, mystery, planning, sadness, spirituality, thought, tranquility

Yellow-Pink-Magenta; compassion, dependent, desperation, dominating, healing, heat, intensity, lively, love, passion, playfulness, seduction, sensitivity, outgoing, overbearing, weak, wildness, vulgar

Yellow-Blue; anxiety, awareness, discord, fear, insanity, justice, mixed signals, sickness, timidity, truth, unbalanced, unstable, weakness

Yellow-Blue-Grey; conservative, doubt, heartache, hopelessness, illness, isolation, logic, regret, restrained, quietness, sickness, sadness, sorrow

Yellow-White; bright, cleansing, creativity, freedom, harmony, innocence, learning, originality, peace, purity

Blue; calmness, communication, confidence, consistency, distance, healing, insight, knowledge, loyalty, patience, security, serene, solutions, wisdom

Blue-Purple; adventures, dept, faith, forgiveness, healing, intelligence, intuition, judgement, mediation, power, progress, protection, royalty, safety, sincerity, spirituality

Blue-Purple-White; calmness, cleansing, intuition, nostalgia, peace, perfection, safety, soothing, spirituality, understanding

Blue-Pink; affection, balance, caring, contentment, emotional healing, harmony, honor, nurturing, partnership, relationship, selflessness, sympathetic, thoughtfulness, unity

Blue-Black; banishment, beginnings, change, cleansing, endings, knowledge, learning, patience, power, protection, rebirth, telepathy, tolerance, unknown

Blue-White; calmness, cleansing, constancy, hope, guidance, patience, peace, protection, tranquility, trust, truth

Purple-Pink; attention, cool headed, enchantment, friendships, harmony, humble, luxury, optimism, relationships, sociable

Purple-Pink-White; aggressive, envious, extravagant, fear, immaturity, innocence, naive, weakness, wildness

Purple-Black; development, forgiveness, intelligence, justice, logic, mystery, pride, rebirth, releasing, safety, unknown

Purple-Grey; balance, clairvoyance, growth, healing, horrors, influence, neutrality, power, progress, security, spirituality

Black; closure, curses, death, destruction, endings, grounding, protection, repelling, reversing, transformation

Black-Grey; change, chaos, doubt, endurance, grounding, intelligence, knowledge, restrained, safety, solidness

**My personal correspondences

It’s so frustrating how we rather mask the abuse black women experience in the community than address it. It’s pitiful. Black women don’t have the luxury to ignore our discrimination because we have no one to defend us against it. We have to deal with anti-black racism outside of the community and anti-black intraracism inside of the community.

We have no choice but to focus on both, and I will continue to make sure I make it publicly known that we experience both. I care more about the lives of black women than the black community’s reputation, because they’ve shown me they care more about the community’s reputation than the lives of black women like me.

Luxury items aren’t really luxurious the name just means it wont break. People label good quality items everyone has a, “luxury item” to steal more of our tax money. We already pay the most in taxes you know, they can’t let us live in peace.
—  Junior International Relations Major

Everyone excuses white teens for being ignorant about racism like ok I get we were all problematic at one point but jfc y'all will defend young whites for being bigots because they’re young.

If they’re called out and stay willfully ignorant because they don’t want to learn, they deserve to get called out and criticized.

Teens of Color don’t have that luxury of being ignorant cause they damn well know about racism and I sure as hell won’t coddle the feelings of a white teenager cause they refuse to listen and think everyone’s being mean to them cause they’re so immersed in their privilege.

Rp with @sans-the-skeletxn

The world was a strange place. Perception of this world only goes so deep. One mortal being cannot experience every universe or every timeline on different planes of existence at the same time. The simple act of being in existence is certainly taken for granted my many of those who had the luxury of ignorance. Falling out of existence is nothing like dying, or perhaps it is exactly like dying. The only difference one could be sure of is, that once dead, someone will remember you. No one can remember you is you never existed.

The act if existing was not only a luxury to the former royal scientist, but an unattainable fantasy. Hope that he would one day find a way out of this plane of nonexistence he had found himself in had been fleeting. It was a strange feeling to know that the world would have remained the same without him. The world still turned, his old friends went about their lives; the same accomplishments were made by others. All his goals, his achievements, his life; all for nothing. Although, there were some relics of his time spent in some form of reality. The core still remained, his original design had been used and the creation was still credited to him in some way, if one believed those who answered the question of who built designed with, ‘no one knows’.

Then, there were his children.

They grew into adults and returned to infants in an instant. He could feel them resting in his arms and could see them running from dangers all at once. Gaster had once found it hard to focus on one reality at a time, but now it was almost innate. The reality he chose to focus on now, was one he remembered as his own.

The human that had once killed each monster mechanically and with little feeling, now regarded each of them as friends and family. It was a lovely sight and Gaster hoped it would last. He watched as his youngest son packed boxes of items in his bedroom, readying himself for the move to the surface. Papyrus looked pleased as he picked up the last of his belongings and left for his brother’s room. There wasn’t much to pack. Sans was nowhere to be found.

Gaster, however, found the elder skeleton in their basement. The look in his son’s eyes were heartbreaking. He always appeared so tired and lost. Gaster only hoped that the human would refrain from resetting and allow Sans time to heal.

Gaster stepped forward, hitting whatever barrier kept him from this plane of existence and rested his hand on Sans shoulder. He couldn’t quite see what Sans was looking at. At the same time Sans was there and he wasn’t. Before him stood Sans, fading in and out, fuzzy, like a damaged recording. Gaster had given up trying to be noticed by either Sans or Papyrus. He had given them too many sleepless nights, haunting their dreams and confusing them with childhood memories that simply couldn’t exist. He stopped trying to talk to them. They couldn’t hear him and if by some miracle they did, he only frightened them. If anything, it would simply be better if they just forgot about him.

“Oh, Sans… I’m so sorry,”