reduced to ash

She was born with fierceness in her heart, a wildness that set her apart from others. When she loved, it was all-consuming and white-hot, spreading from the crown of her head to the tips of her toes like wildfire and when she lost, shadows swallowed her whole, plunging her into darkness. But every time she found her fire extinguished, she came back burning brighter than before. Her faith in herself reduced her fears to ashes.
—  The phoenix
n.j.
If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.
—  Charles Bukowski

Jasper was never going to be won over as easily as Peridot and Lapis. She was never going to stand in the rain as Peridot did, eyes wide and full of wonder, palms stretched up towards the sky, because Jasper fought in her share of rainstorms, heard lighting strike and felt thunder shake down to her core.

She was never going to look at the changing leaves and smile as Lapis did, because she’s seen the seasons come and go five hundred times over. She knows how the trees turn from green to orange to brown to black; a mighty oak reduced to ash. Trees that took a century to grow are destroyed by an hour of combat, not unlike the soldiers from Beta, now shattered across the battlefield.

There are things on this planet worth protecting! Peridot cried, but even if she believed it with every inch of her being, that belief has yet to be tested. That’s not to say that what Peridot did was easy–it took incredible strength for Peridot to defy her Diamond, but right now she’s still a new recruit, a Crystal Gem to who does not yet know what it means to call this planet home and defend it.

But Jasper knows. For five hundred years, she fought to protect her colony from the rebels, the traitors who would see her planet ruined and forgotten, denied its rightful place amongst the stars. She fought so hard for so long, but she lost. She lost. She lost. How could anyone ask her to take up the fight once more, when all she’s ever known is destruction and defeat?

Jasper calls the Earth a “shell of a planet,” and in some ways, she’s right. Beta was once a place teeming with life, the birthplace of a thousand Quartz soldiers, misshapen but alive. Now it stands empty, hollowed out and left behind.

Maybe she assumes most of Earth is the same way–just plains of destruction, with nothing left to fight for. Maybe she hasn’t seen the battlefield overgrown with strawberries; maybe she doesn’t know that what turns black turns green again. The stone may crack, but that’s how the light gets in–that’s how hollyhocks push up through the dirt, persistent and stubborn in their journey towards the sun. They don’t give up. They keep going.

Until one day, the palanquin is swarmed with pink flowers.

It’s not even been 12 hours and I’m already sick of hearing this weak-ass lame shit putting the majority or even half of the blame at the feet of the Democrats for being “wishy-washy” the last eight years or for “burning” Bernie. The Republicans have been intentionally stoking a culture of despair, inequality and suffering for decades so that they can take advantage of white misery, fear and hate all the while lining their own pockets. They set a fire near the end of the Bush administration and then spent the next two terms shouting “LET THE MOTHER BURN” only to turn around and concern troll about how terrible it is that the house has been reduced to ashes. It’s abysmal that the mainstream media and the Democrats gave even a shred of legitimacy to Trump’s campaign. It’s irresponsible that the Democrats think that sliding ever further center-right-right-right is going to help them appeal to people who hate their guts because of propagandist conspiracy theories that have thirty years of careful framing to give them steel legs. It sucks, it sucks, it sucks.

But let’s not forget even for a moment that the Republicans are a theocratic, oligarchical authoritarian party that has enacted countless policies specifically designed to create the worst conditions possible for their core voter base (on top of their fanatical, dehumanizing disdain for anyone outside that demographic) because they know and have admitted that keeping rural white people starved and uneducated and desperate is the path of least resistance to the White House for them. This isn’t the first time they’ve done it. The performative Republican disgust for Trump was because a lot of them didn’t think they could be so honest about it in 2016. 

Acting like the other party has an equal share of the blame in this mess is holding everyone but the furthest right of the Right to such impossibly high fucking standards that the Right can show up to a political debate with a bucket of their own feces and use it to smear slurs all over the stage and we’ll still be saying: “Well, you gotta let both sides say their peace, that’s just fair”. That is basically what happened in several elections and referendums globally this year.

The Democrats greatest sin in this election cycle was attempting to barter legitimate politics with the fucking Void.

About Magnus' "I would do anything for you, but I won't risk your life"
  • what I say: I'm okay
  • what I mean: but do you see what this means? Do you see the true meaning behind Magnus' words? He said "anything". He said he would do anything for Alec, and please just think about what "anything" really means, not for a regular person with limited resources, not even for a Shadowhunter or any other Downworlder, but for Magnus. Magnus Bane, the High Warlock of Brooklyn, capable of opening damn portals to damn everywhere and reduce every world to ashes, if that's what he wants. Capable of creating the most incredible beauty and the most devastating destruction, of making the ice burn and the fire freeze. That's the Magnus who said he would do anything for Alec, and that anything is actually the most grandious offering because for Magnus "anything" is basically every damn thing that you can think of, even the most impossible. And Magnus is offering that to Alec. Magnus is practically saying he would destroy every damn world or create new life, anything for Alec, whatever Alec needs. And that's so breathtaking because Magnus and Alec hasn't known each other for a long time, and still Magnus is offering to Alec everything he is and everything he has. Because Magnus didn't even put a limit to his offer, except risking Alec's life, because Alec is so important to him already he wouldn't hurt Alec, so important he would do anything at all for him, destroy every damn world or create new life, anything but not risking Alec's life. Because Magnus fucking Bane has already made protecting Alec his mission, and he would do anything for him, whatever Alec needs, but he won't lose him. And I can already feel that "anything" even includes Magnus risking his own life if that's what it's needed to save Alec and it's so breathtaking it hurts

i am learning that rebirth is not a one-time offer.

i am learning to burn at the end of day
to reduce myself to ashes so that
in the morning, when the world is still
i will energe in a brilliant red.

i am learning
i can recreate myself anytime i choose.
there need not be atonement.
there need not be a crucifix. 
there need not be suffering, pain, or heat
although the fire helps.

there need only be a willingness to allow myself
to crumble
and to try again tomorrow.

Bukowski Quotes for the Signs
  • Aries: "If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life."
  • Taurus: "What a weary time those years were- to have the desire and the need to live, but not the ability."
  • Gemini: "It is only once in a while that you see someone whose electricity and presence matches yours at that moment."
  • Cancer: "We don’t even ask for happiness, just a little less pain."
  • Leo: "It is so nice when people care. (It is also emotionally exhausting like motherfucking hell.)"
  • Virgo: "I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. But I think I have known it pretty often, too often."
  • Libra: "Why do you insist upon destroying yourslf?"
  • Scorpio: "My dear, Find what you love and let it kill you.
  • Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
  • Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
  • For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover."
  • Sagittarius: "The free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it- basically because you feel...very good when you are near or with them."
  • Capricorn: "We must bring our own light to the darkness."
  • Aquarius: "Lighting new cigarettes, pouring old drinks. It has been a beautiful fight...Still is."
  • Pisces: "I believed in too much, too early and when reality
  • arrived I couldn’t stand it."
I’m never getting over this

So I keep thinking that I already over analyzed the entire poem of Bill by the Axolotol that I WONT be able to find something worth fussing about but nooo

So

Sixty degrees that come in threes 

Which basically establishes Bill as an Equilateral Triangle who, in Flatland society class hierarchy, is the equivalent to our fast food workers. So he’s practically not that special relative to the fact he’s often portrayed as overpowered. 

SAW his own dimension burn.

Now I’m incredibly BOTHERED by this. Saw. He just saw his own dimension burn. Why? The poem could’ve gone well with it saying “Made his own dimension burn,” implying that Bill actively participated in the destruction of his own world, but no. It’s SAW, meaning he just watched his dimension reduced to ashes. 

Misses home and can’t return 

This is interesting because it’s in the damn present tense which means that he still does miss his home and he yearns for the comforts it once held for him. 

Says he’s happy, he’s a liar

DEPRESSED BILL: CONFIRMED. I mean, why would he lie about being happy if he’s not depressed, amirite? He lies not only to himself about being fine, but to others, and maybe to us as well. I mean, he does have limited screen time so who knows what he’s doing behind the scenes.

I have a headcanon that Bill’s ploy to conquer Gravity Falls is just him committing suicide

Blame the arson for the fire

Now why would he blame the arson for the fire when he insisted that he himself liberated his dimension. it just doesn’t add up.

This poem has been driving me crazy. Send help

What if when Mob reached 100% he couldn’t calm down from it. The growing fear that he may hurt those he cares about as collateral from this event slowly drags ???% to the surface. Once that fear level peaks he passes out, unable to warn his brother to run while he still had the chance.

When Mob finally wakes up everything around him has been reduced to rubble and ash. He slowly makes his way to a familiar location and eventually ends up safe at home, hoping to see Ritsu soon. He waits and waits, eventually going out to search for him once the day comes, but he never appears. 

I sang a sweet lullaby
as I saw my whole empire
burn like it was my audience.


A standing ovation.


“More! More! ” my demons achingly requested.


So I sang another sweet lullaby
about the sad girl who started the fire
as I saw my whole empire reduced to ashes.


A standing ovation.

—  Juansen Dizon // Opera

To Anakin, Padme is water. She holds the power to drown him if she wished it, her very touch cleanses him body and soul and perhaps somehow she is pure enough to save him. 

To Padme, he is fire. Furious, light and beautifully tempting. He is danger personified. His touch warm enough to stave off the chill of loneliness, and his love hot enough to reduce her body to ashes.

But in the end, it’s always the touch of water that douses the burn of fire.